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I talked to Mike on the phone and asked for his description, he said he had
blond hair. I figured he was as blond as all the brunettes who say they're
blond but when I met him for the interview, I saw that he was BLOND. Blond
hair, blond eyelashes; blonde everywhere. He was a little bigger than any
of the previous guys, but variety is good. <g>
So we scheduled a shoot and I offered to pick him up at his house... but
it was raining that day, so I wasn't sure what to do about the outside part.
 I
told him we'd drive to the coast to see if it was still raining there and
we drove for like the next hour, up the coast a bit, looking for somewhere
where it wasn't raining. During the drive, we really started getting know
one another and I started falling for him. I mean, I knew he was straight:
we talked about his ex-wife, but there was something so charming and ernest
about him. He'd had a rough life and a big part of me just wanted to swoop
in and save him.
 Meanwhile,
we found a spot where it wasn't raining, near some ducks, and quickly shot
the outdoors part with a few people in earshot... but it was too late to continue.
The sun was almost down and the extra light coming in from the outside is
needed to make the indoors part look good. I suggest I pay him half and we'd
finish the indoors part the next day.
One thing led to another and the next day became the next week, but  I
picked up him once again and came back to my apartment. Having had the entire
week to think about how wonderful he was, I planned on asking him a a certain
question at the end of the interview portion. I didn't know how he'd take
it, so I figured it was best to prepare him by telling him that I'd intentionally
ask him a question that would make uneasy but I wanted to get his reaction
on tape.
 I
asked the standard questions... and got to the point where I had to ask THE
question. I was pretty incredibly nervous, but I got out, "So I was wondering...
if... you wanna... get an extra $50 if you let me take your clothes off for
ya?" I slurred the last part together, but he understood what I said.
He thought for a minute then said that I could. I hadn't expected that. I'd
hoped... almost even dreamed about it, but I didn't really think it would
happen.  A
straight guy... me, taking his clothes off... pulling his shirt off... unbuttoning
his pants... unzipping his fly... and ultimately removing his underwear! <BIG
G>
 So
I proceeded to take his clothes off and wanting more but knowing that I couldn't/shouldn't...
I peeked through his underwear leg while my hand rested on his knee.
I then removed his underwear entirely... and as I was setting up the through-the-leg
ball shot, I couldn't resist: I jingled his balls... TWICE!
And then after he sat back down, I asked him if he was ok. Watching the video
now, I see that he says that he was a little uncomfortable, but I was so caught
up in my own world, being the first guy to ever touch his naked "private
parts", it didn't even register.
Soon, he was in the shower and suddsing up.  He
rubbed the loofa sponge all over. (Somehow he knew it'd make a lot of suds.)
And he stroked his cock a bit, too. It wasn't the largest ever (to understate
it entirely), but it didn't matter. I'd gotten soooo caught up in him during
our drive the week before and with the fact that he was a straight guy who'd
first been touched by me, my dick was raring from before his clothes even
came off.
I snapped pictures with my digital camera and when we got back in the living
room, I put a Santa hat on his head. I'd bought it thinking that I'd put on
the Christmas week model, but he had a Santa-esque quality to him, so it seemed
appropriate.
 Next
I turned on the video. First a regular straight porn but then a gang bang.
1 gal, many guys. He had to be seeing all those other hard dicks on the screen,
but he seemed nervous still. Or maybe I just thought he seemed nervous. I
was nervous... and so caught up in myself and what I wanted, I could've seen
anything and made it into what I wanted to believe.
I told him what he needed was someone else's hand...  and
then I asked/requested more clearly. He stumbled with the answer then said
yes. Internally, I was about ready to explode right there... he'd said during
our interview that he'd never messed around with a guy before, talked about
having sex with two twin girls, and he was unquestionably straight... but
here I was, stroking his dick for him. DAMN that was hot: I've got half a
hard on right now just writing about it.
But the idea of another guy stroking him must have been too much as soon
he took over himself again.  He
jerked and watched the gang bang video and before I knew it, cum was EVERYWHERE.
I mean, he'd laughed when I told him to just cum on his chest, saying that
he'd try, but when he shot, I saw exactly why he'd laughed before. It shot
the back of the couch even.
I grabbed him a towel to clean up then said I had to pee. I was so ready
to shoot, it only took like 30 seconds.  I
came back out and he was getting dressed. We laughed about it for a little
bit then I took him home where he got out and asked if I wanted to hang out
sometime, to shoot some pool or whatever.
Part of me would like to, but the other part knows better. Who knows what
kind of trouble I'd get into. <g> At least that meant he was kewl with
all that had happened.
Did I mention it lately? I LOVE my job. <g>
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