DAMON!!!

After all the "I love Damon" feedback, he's back... with his size 14 shoes. <g>

When I spoke to Damon about coming back for another shoot, I mentioned that I might want to try something a little more. He asked what I had in mind, and I told him, very carefully making sure that I made it sound as non-threatening as possible.

What I had in mind, of course, was getting him and Jack or Tanner in the shower together and then having them jerk off on the couch next to each other. (Yeah, I've heard what ya want. <g>) I knew, of the three, Damon would be the most agreeable as he'd let me take his clothes off for him in during the first shoot, so I figured I'd ask him first and see if he was good to go, then I'd ask Jack and then Tanner if Jack was out. Long story short, Jack said he'd have to think about it... but on his second thought, he was out. And Tanner said he could sit on the couch with a guy, but he absolutely couldn't touch another guy, not even washing his back in the shower. Left with no obvious alternative, I figured I'd bring Damon back by himself and add a little spice to the shoot myself. <g>

So we began the questions... new different more free flow questions as Damon had already answered most of the other ones during the first shoot. His answer to the "What size shoe do you wear?" was especially impressive: 14.

We just talked, shot the shit for a bit. He told me about running up a bar tab and getting thrown out recently and about having no valentine. We talked about the first shoot, and remembered that he was the Christmas guy. I told him that there was a little surprise about that for members, and then I decided I'd make him the Valentine guy as well. I stuck a little heart on his shirt. <g>

Soon, the question part had finished and it was time for me to ask my big questions. Last time with Damon, he'd reminded me that I'd mentioned a "bonus" of $50 for him letting me take his clothes off during our initial interview. I didn't think I'd have any problem with the bonus propositions I was going to offer him, but you never know until ya know.

So... at the end of the Q&A, I asked: "So I was wondering... if... you cared if I did the shoot without my pants on... for an extra $50 bucks?" <g> He didn't. <g>

I giddily began to take off my jeans then stopped the camera to make sure he was ok with it when the video wasn't running. I mean, yeah, I would've liked to keep it rolling, but I wanted to make absolutely sure he was ok. I was a gay guy standing behind the camera in a room alone with him and I'd have no pants on. I could try to hide my erection when it came, but it'd still be obvious. His response was something like, "I'm a big boy. I can take care of myself." I said I wouldn't ask him if he was ok again, but if he wasn't, just to speak up.

Pants off... I giggled a bit but dared go further: "So I was wondering... um... if I give you an extra $200 bucks, if... if I could... if I could take off the underwear I'm wearing now and have you wear it when you're taking the shower, a sort of wet underwear thing." I couldn't believe I actually asked, that I got it out. I mean, I was basically asking him if I could do the shoot entirely without my pants, naked from the waist down, and if he'd wear my underwear. I guess that maxed out credit card and bar tab needed paying bad. <g> He said yes without hardly any hesitation.

So I took off my boxers and tossed them to him.

He laid 'em on his leg and once I'd stopped giggling at the nervous excitement of it, I told him it was time to start taking off his clothes.

He did and when his shirt came off, he said something about no longer having a heart on him. I got the sticker sheet out and reapplied one to his right pec. <g>

When he started taking his pants off, I said something about not being able to see the heart. I meant that I'd need to move the camera off the tripod, but he simply moved the heart to just above his waistline.

And then...

Off came his boxers...

... and on went mine ...

Needless to say, things behind the camera started growing... but not so much that I couldn't pull my shirt down and hide it a bit.

In the shower, the wet boxers were DEFINATELY working. You could just make out enough of his pubic hair and dick for it to be completely, teasingly erotic. And soon, the wet boxers were off.

Once they were, things that used to be behind them were growing. I said as much to him and he joked back that it must've been my shorts. <g>

And, just as before, the water and suds over Damon's perfectly tall, defined body were erotic at a high level. As I watched the water go down him from above, standing on the footstool, I realized that my crotch was no doubt within his view. I wasn't as nervous as I'd been a few minutes earlier. I guess just like the models, the getting naked is the really nervous part. I figured he was good to go and didn't seem to be wigging out, so I'd throw caution to the wind and let him see just what an effect he was having on me.

Back in the living room, he started masturbating and as things grew, I noticed he hardly looked at me. Maybe he hardly looked at me last time and I just didn't notice, but I don't think so. I think my erection at his erection was a little much. Not so much that he couldn't take it, but he didn't want to impune his heterosexuality by looking at it.

I figured I'd pushed the envelope this far, I might as well keep pushing. I leaned back, practically laid myself in the floor, keeping my knee up for balance and shot the video for a minute with my hard dick not only completely visible but in the foreground of his view of me. His eyes never faultered from the TV screen, but my dick was there, hard, in front of him.

And for the rest of it, you'll just have to watch the video yourself... I will tease ya just a hair more by letting ya know that you can hear how ready I was when I tell him, "Ok... I'm good to go when you are." But again, you'll have to watch the video yourself to see... well, hear, but the visuals ain't bad either. <g>

Damn I love my job.