Date: Tue, 19 Jul 2005 10:36:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Picture This (2)

When the two cute boy butts disappeared from my sight, I turned toward
home. Arriving there, I took a quick shower, slipped on a pair of clean
shorts, and fired up my computer. I loaded the camera memory card, and
began downloading all of the pictures I had taken earlier at the lake.

After the download completed, I began scanning each image, using the photo
enhancing software that allowed me to enlarge, or crop pictures, and
perform a multitude of editing tasks to improve upon the basic image. As I
worked through, I deleted some the more bland shots, and enhanced
others. Finished, I burned the images onto a CD, then, up linked that to
play as a slideshow on my large screen TV. Since it was approaching the
cocktail hour, I mixed up a pitcher of my special rum punch, filled a glass
with ice, and added the tasty brew. I settled onto the sofa, and started
the CD show, smiling happily, as each sweet boy image filled the
screen. The entire group of today's subjects was definitely keepers, one
and all, but each time an image of the nubile Ricky appeared, I found
myself pressing the pause button to allow myself a deeper appreciation of
his natural beauty, and sexiness!

I reached the shot of him sitting on the sand, his smooth leg bent at the
knee, and elevated, so that the hem of his shorts hung down, showing a fair
portion of the crotch of his white briefs, and I closed my eyes, imagining
the pink, smooth skin concealed beneath the white material! I licked my
lips, almost tasting the boy flavors of him, and with a sigh, moved on. A
few shots later, Ricky's image again filled the screen, as he leapt into
the air for a spike shot in the volley ball game. The satin smooth skin of
his hairless torso was taut, a slight definition of his ribs easily seen,
and the slightly puffy nipples appeared stretched, and deliciously erect!
His cute little cavern of a navel was a tempting dimple on his otherwise
flawless tummy, and the material of the small blue shorts clung nicely to
the outlines of his luscious package! I again closed my eyes, and clearly
saw the perfect boy cock, held firm against his smooth groin by the snug
briefs, the small, hairless scrotum tucked snugly below! I let my eyes
drift downward, taking in the perfect structure, and tone, of his smooth
legs, and somewhat small, bare feet. God, this boy is truly beautiful, I
decided, beautiful, and so very, very, sexy! It crossed my mind that the
digital camera would be perfect on my next trip away from the states, where
my boy models would happily engage in naked volley ball for a minimal fee!
Naked anything, for that matter! I adjusted my thickening cock, and moved
on, again!

As I sipped my drink, and let the slide show stream by, several images of
Ricky, and Chris filled the screen, and I reflected again on the stark
differences of the two cuties. Ricky, almost a white blond, and fair, save
for the golden tan, and Chris, with his jet black hair, and almost light
mahogany skin. There was the shot of Chris I so clearly remember capturing
as they played, again leaping above the net for a shot, his torso stretched
tightly. I zoomed the image, focusing directly on his shorts clad crotch
area, and smiled, when the magnification of the zoom clearly defined his
sweet boy parts, the outline of his cock plain to see, as it pointed
upward, and pressed slightly outward against the thin material! Hmm, he's
circumcised, I decided, squinting slightly, and reassuring myself that I
could, indeed, make out the rounded shape of his cock head, barely hidden
by the small shorts! I moved to again adjust my erect cock in my shorts,
and sat back, toggling resume on the remote. The remainder of the images
flowed past, and I pressed the stop button, got up, and headed to the
kitchen for another drink.


As I refilled my drink, the door chime sounded, and I walked through the
living room to answer. Pulling open the door, I grinned widely, seeing
young Ricky standing there, a shy smile on his cute face. "Ricky!" I
exclaimed, "Hi...what's up...?" He looked up at me, and his smile broadened,
the small dimples creating shallow dents in his creamy cheeks. "Hey
Sam...hi...I was hoping this was the right house...!" He answered, and I
stepped back, swinging the screen door open, and said, "Yep...this is
me...come on in, Son...!" He stepped through the door, and I led him to the
living room, where he perched sweetly on the sofa. He still wore the snug
blue shorts, and my eyes dropped to his crotch as he settled, and I feasted
briefly on the small protrusion of his package. I indicated my glass, and
said, "I was just having a light Rum punch...would you like a small
glass...?" His eyes lit up brightly, and he giggled sweetly, answering,
"Sure...cool...!" I went to the kitchen, and poured another glass of the
drink, added ice, and some extra mixer, further diluting the Rum. I
returned, handed Ricky the glass, and sat down next to him. His eyes
drifted over my shirtless torso, and he blushed slightly, then, said, "




Gosh Sam...you really stay in shape good for an...!" And he tapered off. I
chuckled, reached out to ruffle his soft hair, and finished for him, "For
an old guy...?" His blush grew in intensity, and he giggled, stammering,
"Yea...well...I mean...!" I chuckled again, and said, "It's cool, Ricky...no
problem...I know what you meant...at your age, anybody over 20 is "old"...and
I'm actually 32!" He grinned, blushed some more, and mumbled,
"Well...anyway...you look really good...!" Perhaps pushing my luck a bit, I
boldly placed my hand on his smooth, bare chest, and rubbed his satin skin,
then let my hand drift briefly over his soft tummy, as I said, "Thanks,
Ricky...you look really good, too!" he sucked in his breath when I touched
his skin, and the flush in his cheeks deepened, as he squeaked,
"Uh...thanks...Sam...!" Removing my hand, I glanced at his lap, and smiled,
seeing a slightly larger bulge than had been there a minute ago!

I moved my arm across the back of the sofa behind his shoulders, and raised
my glass, saying, "happy days, Buddy...and, to your stopping by..!" he
clinked his glass against mine, then drank deeply, and said, "Oh wow...this
stuff tastes really good!" I nodded, and said, "My special mixture...for my
special friends...but...don't tell your Mom I let you have a little Rum,
OK...?" He nodded sagely, and replied, "Sure...no problem...there's actually
lots of stuff I don't tell her..!" I liked the sound of that, and replied,
"Good boy, Ricky...sometimes things are just kind of guy stuff...and
women...Mom's especially...don't always need to know about them..!" He nodded
sagely, and said, "Uh huh...right!"

We chatted a while, sitting side by side on the sofa, and I stole several
furtive glances at his tightly packed crotch as the small shorts continued
to ride up his smooth legs. I asked him if Chris had gotten on his way
home, and he said yes, and that he was eager for his return, as they were
fast friends, and he would miss his company. I told him I had transferred
the day's pictures to disc, and asked if he wanted to watch it now, and he
grew excited, nodding his cute head vigorously. I picked up the remote, and
started the slide show again, then went to refill our drinks, again
diluting Ricky's with additional punch mixture. I returned, and settled in
next to him, making sure there was contact between our bare legs. He
watched the images glide by on the TV, and commented on several of
himself. "Wow, Sam...you really did take a bunch of pictures of me!" He
commented, and I replied, "Yep...I just kept finding you looking so cute so
many times, that I couldn't resist!" he blushed slightly, and grinned at
me, saying, "You keep on saying that...do you really think I'm all that
cute...?" I chuckled, and ruffled his hair again, then answered, "Yep...I
really do...I'd never get tired of taking your picture, Ricky...it's really
easy to see why you get modeling jobs...!" He giggled sweetly, and replied,
"Cool...well...ok...you can take pictures of me all you want...I like doing it,
too...!"

The shot which revealed a portion of his briefs up the open leg of his
shorts swam onto the screen, and he cocked his eyebrows, his cheeks going
pink again, and squealed, "Hey...jeez...my underpants are all showing...!" I
chuckled, and said, "Uh huh...very cutely, too...that's actually my favorite
picture of them all...!" He looked sideways at me, and said, "Really...cause
my underpants are showing...?" I nodded, and looked into his eyes, saying
nothing. He looked back at the picture again, then back at me, obviously
wanting to say something, but didn't. "What, Ricky...?" I inquired, and he
looked down at his feet a minute, then, squeaked, "Noting,
really...just...well...this one photographer guy...at a shoot thing
once...uh...!" And he trailed off. I slid my arm around his back, and stroked
his satin smooth shoulder, and said, softly, "It's cool, Ricky...we're
Buddy's...you can tell me...if it's a secret, I'll keep it...promise...!" He
inhaled, looked again at the paused picture, and went on,
"Well...yea...ok...so he just...uh...well...he asked me if he could take my
picture in just my underpants!" he blurted. I waited a beat, and smiled,
then said, "Really...well...I can certainly understand why he would be
interested in doing that with you...in fact...I'd love that chance, myself!"
He looked up at me, and studied my eyes a minute, then smiled, but made no
verbal response.

The picture show ended, and I refilled our drinks again, and sat back down
by Ricky. "So, Buddy, what did you decide when this guy wanted to take
pictures of you in your undies?" He blushed a little, and answered,
"Uh...well...I did it, actually...it was pretty cool, too...!" I chuckled, and
said, "I'm sure it was...and I know you must have looked just cute as hell
that way, too...!" He hesitated a little, then went on "Uh...yea...so...he
took, like, a bunch of shots...telling me, like, all these poses to do...and
then he...uh...jeez...well, he's like, all asking me about girls and
stuff...then...uh...like... got into sorta personal stuff...like..did I ever
jack off and stuff...and so...jeez...my dick went like, all hard...and
stuff...so I was like, all stuck out in my underpants...you know...like,
totally embarrassing...!" I nodded, and smiled at him, saying, "Well,
sure...I know all about that stuff...any guy talking that way would get a
boner, for sure...I'm sure I would...!" He looked sideways at me, blushing so
sweetly he actually glowed slightly, and continued, "Yea...me too...so
anyway...I'm like, all boned up...and he's wanting me to let him see me... you
know...and take pictures of that, too...but I didn't...!" I waited a second,
heart hammering in my chest, then said, "Well, yes...I understand that,
Ricky...you really didn't know him well enough for that, probably...I
mean...it's not like you guys were buddy's, right...?" He nodded, then,
replied, "Right...I like, just met him that same day...for work...so I said no
way...besides, it was pretty weird, anyway...I mean...me all boned, and pretty
much almost naked...him all dressed still...taking tons of
pictures...and...like... all perving on my stuff...!" I chuckled, and said,
"Understandable, Ricky...maybe you should have made him get undressed
too...!" He giggled at that suggestion, and answered, "Naa...dude was pretty
creepy, actually...but...it sure got me all...uh...well...horny, you know...doing
that...!" I nodded sagely, and chuckled, reaching out to ruffle his soft,
blond, locks, as I said quietly, "I bet it did...very exciting stuff,
actually...I bet you really needed to take care of that bone, soon as you
had a chance, huh?" He blushed furiously, but nodded his sweet head,
mumbling, "Uh huh...for sure...!" I smiled, nodding my head in understanding,
and replied wisely, "Don't be embarrassed, Ricky...I well remember being
your age...seemed like mine was boned constantly...and...well...needed a LOT of
taking care of...!" He looked at me, creamy cheeks all aglow, and giggled,
then, said, "Yea...for sure...it's like ALL the time...and Chris, too...so I
guess it's not going away any time soon, either...!" I chuckled, and patted
his firm, bare thigh, saying, "Nope...definitely not anytime soon...hell,
it's still like that a lot, even at MY old age...!" He punched my shoulder,
and giggled, "Your NOT old...told you...!" I particularly liked the comment
about Chris sharing the frequent erection situation, AND the fact that the
two hotties apparently talked about it together...at the very least...! Hmmm!

He wanted to run through the pictures again, so I restarted the slide show,
and we sat back, watching them run again. The shot of him high above the
net, spiking the volley ball, passed, followed immediately by the similar
shot of Chris, and I took the opportunity to comment on the decided
difference in the two boys physical characteristics, Ricky so fair, and
slim, Chris so dark of complexion, and stockier of build. Ricky nodded,
replying, "Yea, huh....well...prolly cause His Dad is Italian...he's sorta
dark skinned, too...and...uh...big...like way more than my Dad is...!" I flipped
on to a shot of the two boys together, legs all tangled as they lay on the
sand, and said, "Well, whatever the reasons, the differences are truly
striking...and...they really make the two of you look...very
sexy...together...!" He blushed prettily again, and glanced sideways, giving
me an inquisitive look, and said, "Yea...really, huh...!" I nodded, and
answered, "Yes, really...in fact...when Chris gets back, I'd really l like to
pose the two of you...could make some awesome pictures, I'm sure...!" He gave
me the look again, then grinned, and said, "OK...sure...yea...that'd be
cool...!" Seizing on his receptiveness to the suggestion, I boldly said,
"Great, Ricky...but...he won't be back for a few days....so maybe...uh...we
could start just posing you...?" He thought about it for a second, then
grinned, and answered, "OK...sure...I like posing...and...your pictures
rock...besides...me and you...uh...are Bud's...so it's mega cool...!" I grinned,
and slipped my arm around his lean frame, hugging his sexy little body
tightly, and said, "Bud's for sure, sexy...and...as Bud's go...you are
definitely...the best...!"

(To Be Continued)
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