Rejecting
guys who are interested in modelling is never fun, and it seems lately, I've
had someone with an ugly stick beat me to the initial meetings. <g>
After rejecting three somewhat sketchy, unattractive, personality-less guys
in a row, I was completely pleasantly surprised when I walked in to a local
coffee house and met Devin.
He had a new look from any of the guys on the site, but he also had a nice
look. Muscular, Latino, a big mouth, and a sort of bashful yet "I'm
ready to go for it" vibe. We talked for a few minutes that Friday afternoon,
me just giving him a rundown of what was to come and him making sure I was
on the level, then we set up a shoot for the following Wednesday, his first
day off.
The next Tuesday, having met another guy who didn't make the cut and one
who chickened out after we met, I
was fairly worried that Devin would have changed his mind. I gave him the
cursory call to confirm, expecting to hear the worst, but he was still ready
to go! <g>
So Wednesday morning we met, I sat up the camera, and the rest, as they say,
is on the videotape. <G>
At first, he was pretty nervous about the camera. I soon got him talking,
though, and as we continued, he started to relax.
When I asked him if he told anyone what he was doing, he responded to say
that he had told his girlfriend, but when she showed concern a few
days later, he changed his story and told her he had cancelled. -- That sounded
like the perfect full-time model answer to me. <g>
Size
14 shoes, high school football, and a tape he and his ex-girlfriend made
were in the ensuing conversation. I kept the camera running, too, when I was
changing angles. The more relaxed Devin showed through especially then.
As we continued, a cute little stutter exhibited itself as well. I
had noticed it briefly once when we were just talking over coffee, but when
he got going on the stories, it was really present... and adorably
cute. <g>
Never messed around with a guy... but he used to bartend at a club that
was about half gay. (Visions of him shirtless pouring drinks danced in
my head. <g>) Hot
San Diego girls and sex on the beach MIGHT have entered our conversation as
well. He might have, too, talked about sobering up in the middle of sex and
just getting up and walking out... mid-fuck.
It was a long conversation, but it was pretty cool. We were like two guys
who had just met... well... except he was straight and I pretty much had cart
blache in the questions and in leading the conversation. <g>
Soon, though, it was time to get naked... <G>
First,
I had him take off his size fourteen shoes, figuring that would be the easiest
for him.
Next came his shirt...
Then his pants...
And then, in the middle of the back yard, he removed his
underwear...
Inside the bungalow bedroom, I
had him pose on the bed while I took some still pictures. He was nervous about
that, but when I had him turn over so his butt was exposed, his nervousness
kicked in full force.
I told him to relax as I moved around and shot images of his very
nice ass. He clung to the pillow as though it were his protector. <g>
Then,
safe and sound, he made it into the shower. Steam, suds, and nudity...
what more could a guy want? <g>
He washed his chest and then rinsed off his hair and face while his body
was towards me. The way the water flowed over his muscular torso was
awesome. I told him we had to do that again... but with an erection.
He said he didn't know if he could but he'd try.
He
turned around, began jerking himself, and I started the camera again.
I panned over his defined backside, focusing upon his butt and the way one
could tell what was happening without seeing exactly what he was doing.
And then, he turned around, revealing
his enlarged dick for the first time to both me and the camera. I panned
down from his face to his cock as the water flowed over his muscles. It was
freakin awesome. <G>
A
few minutes later, he was towelling off and I told him to turn so that his
butt was again towards me. He turned a little, with his butt in my general
direction but still not towards me, so I had him turn again. He dried
himself and then dried his feet. When he reached for his toes, his ass
cheeks spread just enough to quickly reveal his asshole. I laughed and
told him his feet still looked wet. He dried them again and another brief
view was seen... and for a guy so nervous he was stuttering when we started,
I thought he'd come a LONG way.
Back on the bed, I told him it was his show, and before long... <g>
No, wait. You don't wanna hear that, do ya?
Well, ok, but only 15 words:
Kneeling edge bed. Camera upwards.
Camera balls dick face, same shot.
Play cum afterwards.
Nice.
And, alas, one final big picture, but ONLY ONE. <G>
For more, you've gotta watch the video.
Now sign up already. You know you want to. <g>
Damn. I love my "new locales, new dicks, and I get paid"
job! <G>