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 When
I first spoke to Jimmy, he mentioned that he was a firefighter. Needless to
say, that got my attention. But when we were supposed to meet up the next
day and he had to cancel because he was called in, it really hit home: He
was a firefighter. <g>
For the next month, I kept calling back trying to set up a meeting. Things
just kept coming up on his end, though, but when I asked him if he had changed
his mind, he said he hadn't: He'd just been busy. So I kept at him, far longer
than most... and to say I'm glad I did is the understatement of the year.
 This
past Wednesday, we had the shoot, and it was so freaking fun. "Jimmy"
wanted to redo the initial name/age/motivation part over TWICE to change his
name, but he failed to realize that half way through the questions he put
on a jacket with his real name embroidered into it. <g>
He also stuttered on saying his last name, telling a story about his friends
and what they thought of him doing a video.  And
he seemed to name every person he could ever think of, even the names of bars
in Big Bear, where he and his friends stay at his roommate's cabin and go
skiing / snowboarding. Near the end of the questions, I starting laughing
and told him just how funny it was with him and his fake name yet he'd shouted
out to every person he'd ever knew, even giving the last name of an old girlfriend
who "had a big 'ole fake rack."
He talked about a threesome with that ex and about the firehouse and the
daily activities there. He talked about doing it in the back of an SUV and
people watching, then doing it drunk on the beach.
 Talking
about his roommate and him looking for chicks up in Big Bear, I said, "I
thought you had a girl?" He smiled mischeiviously back, "I do."
<g>
Tossing the football around was fun, too, as I actually threw it better than
he did. He said golf was his sport. I don't know how else to say it. The whole
shoot was just fun.
And then we drove back to my apartment. I could not have been prepared
for what I saw next.
 As
Jimmy took off his pants, his dick was doing quite the little dance underneath
his loose boxers. It looked hard already and knowing that his motivation for
the shoot was showing off more than the money, the fact that he was sexually
excited by the prospect of taking his pants off was a major turn on. Needless
to say, seeing that things were growing in his shorts caused things to grow
in mine as well.
 When
the boxers came off, I was just like "Damn." His large cock was
sticking straight out and he had nicely sized balls, too. When I panned up
to his face, he winked. It was too cute.  And
knowing that he was getting off on showing off, I knew I could push a little
harder and get some of the more intimate shots. I shot with the camera on
the floor, shooting up to see his dick and face, and I got him to turn around
and bend over. After doing that pose for a second, he laughed, "Is that
good?" <g>
 In
the shower, he accidentally knocked off a shampoo bottle, and then played
it up, laughing and sticking his ass out to the camera as he picked it up.
And moving from the living room to the shower when the camera was off, he
insisted he wasn't hard,  but
in the shower when I panned to his dick, he laughed, "Is that ok?"
I chuckled, "Yeah... That's your normal state?" and he responded,
"No" with a cute accent. <g>
Toweling off after the shower, I even got him to turn his ass to the camera.
Then back out on the couch, when he fired up the VCR and started jerking
off, I realized he hadn't been lying before, he wasn't HARD when he took his
shorts off... at least not hard like he was hard when he was jerking off.
When he was HARD, it was the THICKEST dick I'd ever seen in my life...
  I
was slackjawed. It was THAT BIG. -- He couldn't even wrap his hand
all the way around it, and when I told him that it was the thickest dick I'd
ever seen, he laughed back that all the girls said the same thing. It was
just amazing. <g>
So stop reading this already and check it out for yourself. Here's a little
sample, though, to give you an idea. Damn. That puppy must rip girls in two.
Damn. I once again LOVE my job! <g>
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