Date: Sat, 9 Jan 2010 19:05:34 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The Maths Tutor Part 3

The last lesson came round, I suppose I did learn some mathematics though
it was hard to concentrate having his fingers at work in my lap...in the
end we said our farewells but as he left he whispered

"I've developed those pictures...and there might be a surprise for you...
can you come around Tuesday morning, about 9 am?"

It was a bit on the early side seeing that it was school holiday time but I
agreed, certainly I was curious so not surprisingly I appeared at his door
on the dot.  This time we went straight up to his studio - and there was
the surprise, I recall my comments about wanting to get my hands on a
particular model perhaps about 14, he'd been lying back completely naked as
he masturbated for the camera...his evident enjoyment was what turned me on
then....and now the thought of it was making me.... interested....

"Ok, we can start, let's sit down where we can all get a look shall we....I
think we've got some good ones here."  I was sat on the outside next to the
other younger boy and one by one we were passed the results of my photo
session, I had no idea of how I'd look from the various angles...but it was
artistic work, no doubt of that....and of course all the more erotic for
it....but it was the action shots that stood out, the dildo insertion by
stages was a turn on ...I was fascinated by how much he'd managed to get up
me....there it was, the one where I lay back with legs wide apart as I
thrust the thing up me...he'd caught the look of enjoyment too, now the
other youngster chipped in

"You love having it up you too don't you...I do myself when I have to...now
that's sexy, very sexy"

Here the photographer was thrusting up me with evident satisfaction, my own
face registered gasping enjoyment as with head thrown back I muttered
encouragement, now he had me positioned in various poses in each of which
hands explored certain of my charms....without exception each photo
revealed a boy thoroughly enjoying the attentions of an older man
or...eager to exploit his own charms by any means available.  Conscious of
movement I looked down, my neighbour was standing bent over as his jeans
were removed, still engrossed in my photos he began to jerk rhythmically -
the photographer had entered him with ease and was now taking his pleasure.
Not in the slightest distracted the boy continued to admire the
material...tentatively, I reached for his penis...and was flashed a winsome
smile so we continued, as he was being buggered I masturbated the boy...he
was rather attractive I thought...my first impressions of him in that photo
hadn't been wrong...and I wondered what it would be like to slip it...up
him....his thighs were just by my face, ok for a feel with my other hand?
Yes, they are nice, nice and firm....and he's still admiring those pictures
of me, let's have a feel lower, hmmm legs are smooth too but then he is
quite young, not much pubic hair either...nice penis, fits my hand nicely,
wonder how much longer before he shoots up him.....I like masturbating this
boy....if I stand maybe...yes, he can reach me....we're looking into each
other's eyes as we do it to each other, it's a turn on to know what's
happening to him behind, he's picked up a photo - one of me with a penis
half way up....he's showing it to me and we both admire it, I look behind,
yes he's being full stroked, its going in all the way and back - almost out
- he'd be fun to do...we're probably both thinking the same thing as we
grin at each other...fingers busy still, yes I do like the feel of his
penis, now its erupting in little dribbles...something's happening inside
him, gasps from behind, the jerking slows and panting, the photographer
withdraws.

Looking for approval, I receive a smiling nod...and take my place behind
the boy who spreads his cheeks for me....he's highly aroused by now, those
photos of me plus the servicing he's just had have got him to fever
pitch....I let my hands roam his little body savouring its firm flesh, he
is shivering...now to savour his delights, in I slide, so easily it's like
a dream, I sink my full length between the little mounds

"What a turn on, oh lovely, being done by you, so sexy in those
photos....let's do it, two of you...yessss....and I want him again
after...I'm so turned on.....you could both take me in turns all day....,
that's it, not too slow......are you enjoying me?"

I certainly was enjoying him and told him so, I also mentioned the effect
that his photo had on me the other day and how I'd longed to get my hands
on him...and here I was, feeling him up as I buggered him ...could I be
luckier than this?  Here the photographer joined in

"Take your time doing him....it will give me that much longer to
recover...and I do want another go at him, he's terrific isn't he?"

I had to agree, the slight boy with the shapely little buttocks was
anyone's wet dream - his looks seemed to be matched by his sexual appetites
too, reaching round for his penis I found he was still sporadically
spurting... it was sheer pleasure thrusting away, I prolonged it as much as
I humanly could until a mental flash back to one of his photos tipped me
over the edge...and my own shuddering release jetted into him.  Happy for
the moment I stepped back, the photographer returned and picking the lad up
he retreated to the couch with him, now I had more entertainment for
holding the boy facing away from him he parted legs, lifted one and slid up
from behind, I was presented with a full frontal view as I watched the
young man's penis slide in and out, happily I fondled myself as I settled
back to watch, the boy was rapt for now the man was masturbating him too,
eventually it had to happen, the youngster began to cum...and he seemed to
keep going....head thrown back and panting I watched as thin streams shot
from his eager penis, shortly after the photographer collapsed spent...all
I could do was ease the boy from his lap.....and slip my penis up him, I
was too excited to do anything else...

"OK, but make it a quick one......" and languidly his buttocks began to
stir....so before I left - eventually - arrangements were made...to keep in
touch.