Date: Sat, 04 Feb 2012 00:03:58 +0100
From: traumfotos@gmx.de
Subject: Nude Modeling For Money (NMFM) - CHAPTER 4 - Gay - Beginnings

Hi guys,

This is chapter four of the second story (NMFM) I had published on Nifty. I
hope you enjoy reading this chapter. I should also like to thank Rob (UK)
for all his help in the preparation of this manuscript and Richard
(Canada/BC).

Please email me at: traumfotos@gmx.de, as I thrive on your feedback and I
need your reactions as further motivation for my hard work.

You can also send photos to me, where one can see men, as you imagine my
two main characters.

I am from Germany and want to improve my English. So if you find errors in
my text, please write me.

Also, I need help with new lyrics. I translated the texts into English, but
it still needs the finishing touches.

Hugs

Moritz -- Germany -- Hamburg 2012 (All Rights reserved).

... visiting my own weblog moritz-erotic-stories.blogspot.com (only with
erotic gay stories written by me)


Nude Modeling for Money - Chapter FOUR


David had dressed and gone after I had given him his money. The parting had
been rather frosty. I was angry with David, because I felt that would ruin
his life if he decided to become a gogo dancer and work in the sex
industry.

I had a relationship a few years ago with a man who was an alcoholic. He
also didn`t want to be helped by me. His name was Brian. It was just about
the time that the great internet dot.com bubble burst for the first
time. Many companies in that "new wonder economy" had gone bankrupt, and
many very highly trained and skilled people connected with such companies
were out of work. People don't seemed to have learnt much since then
either.

Brian had lost his job and like so many others all seeking work did not
understand that now he had to take whatever job he could get. That also
usually meant a much lesser salary as well. He thought he deserved much
better jobs than he was offered and wanted to keep looking until he got a
similar job again. He looked too long and was not willing to make
compromises. When he finally realized after nine months or so of looking
that compromise was necessary; he had neither the inner strength nor the
willingness to change and it was already too late for him. He was had been
unemployed for too long. Brian drank alcohol more and more frequently. I
was not unemployed. I had worked for a long time as the head of finance and
accounting at a manufacturing company on more modest salary than Brian had
earned in computing. The company was solid but did not pay very much. Brian
had always made fun of me working for such a boring company for so little
money, but now he was jealous of me because I went to work every day while
he stayed at home. Brian's alcohol addiction got increasingly worse. I
wanted to help him and stay by his side. I loved him more than anything,
but eventually I came to realize that I could not help him. He was not only
ruining his own life through drink, but was also beginning to ruin my life
as well. It was very difficult for me to separate myself from him. When he
was drunk he was brutal and aggressive. Over time he became more brutal and
aggressive towards me, and he was getting 'blind' drunk more frequently. I
became more frightened of him and what he might do to me. I made the
decision that I would not allow another man to destroy my life. If he
wished to destroy his life I would not follow him.

I am the sort of person who would help anyone who deserves help and accepts
my help. However, anyone who turns down my help I would walk away from and
leave to their own devices. That may sound a little harsh, but I am only a
mere mortal and my abilities and powers in that regard are limited. When
David wanted to go the way I had to accept it, but I wanted to have nothing
to do with it and I could under no circumstances maintain our budding new
friendship -- although I found it difficult to imagine the future without
him; it was to be more. He was now gone forever that was certain. The
photos I had taken of David I backed up twice on external hard drives. I
had deleted those I had on my computers. I could no longer look at
them. While I wanted to forget everything about David I secretly hoped that
in a few months with the passing of time that my anger and frustration with
him would mellow and I would again be able to look at the photos of this
really very unusual young man in a different light, and hopefully again
with joy in my heart.

With the gap created by David's going I did what I always did when I had
personal problems; I threw myself into my work. My social life became a
whirl what with mixing and phoning my friends who were always raving about
their latest technological toys. However, much to my surprise, the next day
again at 11 o'clock my cell phone rang. My heart began to beat faster when
I saw that it was David.

"Hello David, Moritz here", I said on answering it.

"Hello Moritz, when are you going to eat lunch today", a voice said.

"Today I am going a bit later ....... after the big rush is over. At about
1.30. Why do you ask".

"Am I invited?" came the voice on the other end.

I was torn between the devil and the deep blue sea. On one hand, I would
have been quite happy if I had never seen David again or if he had never
contacted me again after yesterday's events. On the other hand, it was
always nice to be with David.

"Is this to be a private or a business lunch", I asked.

"Both", replied David.

"David, I've already explained to you that in my book never the two shall
meet; I strictly separate professional and personal matters", I needed to
become a little hard with him.

"These are your rules, not mine", typical David I thought.

"Okay, I invite you, but on one condition. I do not want to hear anything
whatsoever about your 'career' plans you told me yesterday", I said
demandingly.

"I agree", he said.

"We will meet at the bus stop", I said.

"Great, I'm happy with that", he said.

"Yes, until then ... bye".

David had said his visit was not purely private, that meant only one thing
that he also wanted me to take more pictures of him. If that was the case
today it would be nude photos where he would be exposing his genitals. Had
he now lost all sense of shame as he possibly embarked on a career as a
gogo dancer or I wondered, ... had he not intended this from the beginning
... was he just playing me along a bit I didn't understand him .... what
was the real David and what was the show David? ..... what were his real
plans? Is he merely pretending or does he just see things differently than
me? Somehow, just because he was not predictable or transparent he
fascinated me.

When David got off the bus it left me almost speechless. Although winter
was slowly approaching David was wearing a short thick leather jacket in
the 'bum freezer' style, and his jeans were virtually skin-tight similar to
those he wore at our second photo shoot. Of course he noticed my eyes on
his powerful thighs and his narrow waistline was partly exposed by his
brief leather jacket. He just grinned at me.

"Hi, I knew you would love these jeans. I have just washed them. They
shrunk a little so they are more tight everywhere than is usual. Only after
I have worn them a few times do they stretch a little but unless you come a
little to your cost. You are a voyeur", he said.

"I hope you like Asian food because today I want to go and have some Thai
food", I said, trying to change the subject.

"Sure, I eat almost everything ...... would you like me to walk a few steps
ahead so you can quietly savour my bootylicious butt", David asked with a
silly grin across his face.

"David .... you are always so very fond of your own body", I replied.

"I bet if I make you lift up the front of your jacket now, even just a very
little, your cock will already be seen to be slowly growing under the
material of your trousers".

"Yes, okay, you win. Besides, I have my compact camera with me. If it
doesn't bother you, then I shall take some photos of you here on the street
and afterwards take a few more photos of you the restaurant".

"Why should I bother. You will have to pay for it. Also I'm going to order
at your cost an extra portion of dessert".

Powerful, yet slim legs of men in skintight jeans just keep me sharp. David
walked slowly in front of me so I could make a few shots from his rear in
slow motion. The slight rise and fall of his butt cheeks and the winter
light falling on the natural movement his thigh were breathtaking.

I quite quickly took a few full body pictures; a few shots of his butt and
thighs in frozen motion, and a few photos of his face. After this brief
spontaneous photo shoot he fell back a little so that we could walk
together closely side by side.

"Today, for the photo shoot I am to be totally nude, right? For the first
time you get to photograph my dick and my great legendary testicles", David
stated.

"Yes, those are the rules for today, David", I replied.

"Oh, Moritz, you seem to have so many rules and principles. Some people
have fixed rules by which they live. You must not do this or that. Are you
..... perhaps ..... a guy who is deeply religious, and because of this your
faith forbids you to get rid of everything in your life that is fun, and in
return you hope that you will be saved from all evil, such as unemployment
and illness; until such time that death redeems your spirit. But, even
religious people get horrible diseases and can die a painful and horrible
death. Such an approach to life does not seem to work for many people
...... not really".

"I'm surprised to hear such profound utterances from your lips, I did not
expect it from you. To answer your question, no I do not believe in God or
Allah. Religion helps many people to overcome their fear of death and
disease, but they pay a very high price for it. Above all, they are
manipulated by priests and mullahs, and become mere puppets in the power
games of others. Once one has seen through this falsehood, then you cannot
identify with it. I left the church because it did not accept
homosexuality, and in many countries of the world, religious leaders
especially, wage a bitter hunt for homosexuals ".

"I am glad we agree on this topic then. Now back to the nude pictures
... if you want we can do them here."

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"We can do the photos here and now!"

"You cannot be serious. I have no desire to get into trouble with the
police for indecent exposure."

"Hmm, let's see... look there's, a small alley over there. Let's go and
look.", David said.

"Are you really thinking seriously about doing this. I do not understand
you. Who are you, and what has got into you David? Have you really changed?
Have you been playing the part of a prudish guy all this time to fool me
somehow?"

"Oh, Moritz, why do you have to analyze, categorize and evaluate everything
to the ninth degree? Does everything have fit only into a standardized
drawer?", he said

Once in the alley David grinned. "Perfect a dead end. This storage area is
probably rarely used. There is no one in sight. Okay, get your camera
ready. "

David slowly unbuttoned his jeans.

"David, stop fooling around!" I said

"I am not doing anything wrong, Moritz; I'm just helping you to capture
some beautiful photographs that you, probably have never had the chance to
take before."

So I started to take pictures. David had now had his jeans fully open and
was pulling down his underpants a bit so you could see his pubic hair.

David was right. I had never taken any erotic shots like this outside in
public in the middle of the city.

He turned his back and shoved his jeans further down until the top half of
his buttocks were visible. He turned his upper body to the camera and
smiled cheekily.

I took a few shots before he slid his pants further down. His ass cheeks
were now fully exposed. While I shot a few more photos, I noticed David was
now handling his penis with one hand. This had been obscured by his back.

 Huh, clearly he wanted to offer me something really special today. As he
slowly turned to the camera I could see the fruits of his efforts. His
penis was greatly enlarged but not yet semi-erect.

For the first time I could take photos of David's penis and scrotum. I went
for it a few times. To change the aspect I squatted down in front of him
for a close up shots. Everything happened very quickly. We both knew that
it was pretty risky to take such photos here in the open. After five
minutes it was all over. David covered himself again and we then continued
on our way to the Thai restaurant.

David was in high spirits. He seemed to have had quite a lot of fun. We
both seemed to have had a proper adrenaline kick.

When we entered the restaurant it was almost empty. The final four guests
left the restaurant. Noon and lunchtime in the City was now definitely
over. Only a very few tourists would still want to have lunch.

I wanted to sit at a table by the window when David waved for me to follow
him.

"Let's sit back there in that corner space. There we will be undisturbed
and not seen as easily from the door or the bar. ", David said.

What did he mean to do?

The restaurant had no special set meals so I ordered my favorite dish
"Massama curry" with beef curry, rice, potatoes, coriander and
lemongrass. David ordered the same thing.

"What do you think, how long will it take for them to serve us?", asked
David.

"The food preparation is much faster in Asian restaurants so we will not
have to wait long since there is no one here now. I would say maybe ten
minutes, why? "

"Because, we can continue to take a few photos until the food arrives."

"David, we've really been lucky in that we were not seen out on the
street. There was no one there when you've bared your cock and exposed
it. We cannot assume that we will be so lucky again here in a restaurant
where people come and go. "

"You should not take any photos of me if you are anxious or worried, but I
for one am going to lower my pants." He grinned and started to unbutton his
jeans again.

I did not hesitate and took my camera out. I put it into "no flash", mode
to cause as little attention as possible to what we were doing.

David had very deliberately sat down, he could see into the dining room
easily. If someone had approached us, he would have noticed it immediately
and cover himself.

We both sat across from each other, so I had to take the pictures without
looking through the viewfinder. I had the camera stretched at arm's length
to the side of David. I sat watching the display screen of the camera. I
had, over the years, with a lot of practice, designed a way to release the
shutter, "free hand".

David had already opened his jeans, lifted his butt off the chair to pull
down his jeans and his underwear. Since his jeans were very tight, he had
some difficulties getting them down his upper thighs. First I saw his pubic
hair, then the base of his penis, his testicles, finally his big balls fell
into view. I pressed the shutter button without interruption, and took
dozens of shots in quick succession. I changed the position of the camera
several times.

David was unstoppable today. He pushed his chair back a little and stood up
suddenly. First he raised his arms and held his hands behind the back of
his head, then he put both hands on his hips. His penis and his scrotum
dangled over the table top. I had taken quite a number of photos from
different angles, suddenly he pulled his briefs up and then his jeans. He
sat back down and acted as though nothing had happened at all.

"You see, everything worked out perfectly. Now your dream to take photos
like these has come true. Give me the camera, I'd like to see the photos on
the display screen", he said.

I put the camera in view mode and gave it to him.

"Wauh, the pictures are, indeed, getting better then I expected. They are
great, but you have taken some photos that were a bit blurry and slightly
out of focus but, this optical image stabilizer does a really good
job. Your little camera is a true marvel of technology", he declared.

"Well, it was not cheap." I stated.

While David looked at the photos our food was served. During the meal we
talked about music and comics. In between, David grabbed the camera from
time to time in order to again look at the photos.

David actually ordered two different desserts, after the main course. Then
I paid for us.

"I have to go to the toilet urgently," David said with a grin. "Come with
me and do not forget the camera. I constantly watched the entrance to the
bathroom, thankfully nobody had entered it.

David thoroughly checked in the bathroom and the cubicles, and then gave me
his instructions.

"Stand between me and the door. If someone comes in, then I'll be concealed
by you and be able to disappear in one of the cubicles. "

He up pulled his sweater and his shirt and gave me both.

"Hold these." he instructed me.

David's naked upper body still fascinated me. I took in his chest muscles
that led to his flat tummy. They were so perfect. I had the camera mode on
"moving subject." That meant that I had a very short exposure time, the
flash was going off regularly. David's sweater gave off a pleasant scent,
but his shirt's aroma had an especially wonderful smell. I had thrown them
both over my shoulder and thus they were quite close to my nose.

The camera flashed again in quick succession, while David opened his
jeans. It was with a bit of effort that they were pushed down on to David`s
knees. After a quick set of poses, he stood in front of a urinal and
actually started to pee. A powerful stream of piss shot from his penis. I
stood to the side of him. The camera took some great shots. Again I knelt
before him a few times and took some close-ups. When the jet was exhausted,
he leaned against the wall with both arms. This pose particularly
emphasized his muscular thighs, his firm, round ass and his free-swinging
penis and scrotum.

Again everything happened very quickly. I must have taken dozens of
pictures. David pulled his briefs up first and then his jeans. He stretched
out a hand to me and I gave him his shirt. Now the danger was almost
over. He had unbuttoned his jeans before he first held out his hand to tuck
in his sweater. David washed his hands briefly. At that moment a man walked
into the lavatory, presumably a customer who had recently come into the
restaurant. David and I looked at each other and both of us had to laugh
aloud. What the man would have thought if he had only entered the toilet
five minutes earlier.

David and I left the bathroom, put on our jackets and left the
restaurant. On the way to my place, we took a few more pictures.

"You've got your naked pictures of me, so you pay me the money now. My job
for today is done. "

"Why do I have to pay you now? I still have not taken any photos of you
with a rigid hardon".

"You never mentioned that before", David said.

"True, but we`ve thought about it now! I never thought that you'd let me
take pictures of you naked in a public toilet, if at all. But the fact is
that when I take photos of naked men, I always take pictures of them with a
hard dick. Many men have a hardon, when I photograph them in their
underwear. They are so sexually aroused", Moritz said.

"That may be usual in your photography. What is the difference though? Why
is it important whether they have a flaccid penis or stiff one ? In many
magazines these days you can see a naked man with his penis. For example,
look at the paparazzi nude shots of Brad Pitt with Gwyneth Paltrow on a
movie set. I'm still not sure whether it was taken secretly or the whole
thing was agreed between them for publicity for the film and both actor's
careers. A photo of a man with a hardon, you see only in porn magazines,
there is a world of difference between pictures with a flaccid or a erect
penis." David said.

"As far as pictures in magazines, you're right. In my world of photography
is not true, since there is no longer any difference", I said.

"Somehow I do not completely believe you. Today, you want to see my cock
again, only this time, absolutely stiff. You seem to want to save money",
David said.

"David, I'll not force you to do this, but if you are unwilling to agree
then you will loose the extra fee I was going to pay you to do it"

"That means I have to go into your apartment and we take a few more raunchy
and revealing pictures", he replied quickly.

When we arrived at my apartment, David checked out my CD collection
again. When he had picked out a few titles that had interested him, he
inserted first CD in the player. He then declared , "Okay, you're so big on
a nice slow striptease. This time we should take pictures of it."

I already had my SLR camera ready to shoot and could start immediately.

I expected David would now perform a striptease with a lot of rhythmic body
and hip movements like he would be doing in the near future several times a
day at the club. He did not. He simply moved out very slowly in front of
the camera. The naturalness of his movement; his gaze into the camera and
his latent maleness had style and charisma. The erotic effect could hardly
be greater. As usual, I took shots from every conceivable angle.

David took his time dropping his clothes. Particularly exciting was the
moment when he had to get his underpants down below his knees. His penis
and scrotum swung back and forth. The lifting of first one leg and then the
other to get out of his underpants brought his muscular thighs into their
own. I took close-ups and full body shots.

Now, completely naked he stood with his two hands on his narrow waist
before the camera. His legs had been close together, but now one leg was
straight while he lifted the other leg and turned slightly to the
side. These poses again emphasized his thighs. David knew exactly what had
meaning for me; his great legs. He knew how he to emphasize them. Then he
raised both arms, and grabbing both hands behind his head he stood with his
legs spread wide in front of me. He looked intensely into the camera. Then
he lifted his face until his head was bent back far enough so that he could
look up at the ceiling. The tranquility and naturalness with which he
executed his movements had its own style and an enormous erotic
intensity. David's poses and movements were very masculine; I just
constantly squeezed the trigger. I did not have to give directions to him.

Afterwards, David took one of the dining room chairs and sat on it, but his
buttocks only just rested on the very edge of the seat. His thighs; his
testicles and his penis were hanging down, not touching the seat at all;
just hanging there. It was not until he covered his genitals with both
hands that his face glowed with a cheeky grin. Ten second later he looked
completely innocent in the camera. David was truly a gifted actor. This
expression of complete innocence made him look almost like a little boy who
was embarrassed to appear naked in front of a stranger.

Then he began to work his genitals holding them with both hands. He stroked
several times to start to get himself hard. I was now kneeling between
David's legs to get close-up shots. When his penis was semi-erect it began
to increase in size more rapidly after that. David got up from the chair.

He positioned the chair and his body sideways to the camera. The knee of
his leg furthest away from the camera was resting on the seat. He stretched
out his other leg. This pose not only emphasized his round buttocks and
legs, but also the rest of his perfectly proportioned body. Then he stood
completely straight beside the chair. He leaned over very slowly. The thigh
of his standing leg stretched and enlarged from the side view. His
testicles descended in his scrotum and were swinging freely now. I had
already told David during our previous photo shoot that his belly must
always remain taut so that no rounding was visible. Many men take photos
where the stomach is sucked in too much. This looks completely unnatural.

David put the chair back beside the table. He turned his head back to the
camera itself with both legs spread slightly. He looked intensely into the
camera and began vigorously pulling his penis and massaging his
genitals. He shut his eyes and slapped his penis harder into the palm of
his free hand to speed up the process.

What was David thinking of at that moment I wondered, and what fantasy was
going through his head? What was bringing him to a full erection so
quickly? David`s penis was swelling quickly and continued to grow
larger. He seemed to be in his own private ecstasy zone as he stroked his
cock harder than ever. He was completely hard now.

Suddenly he started to moan; he must have become aware of the situation
because abruptly he opened his eyes and let go his genitals. After a few
seconds he grabbed them again and grinned back at me and the camera.

His penis had now reached an impressive size. Again I was struck by how
unusually huge the glans were. His penis had only a very slight curvature
otherwise it was straight. His cockhead was slowly dripping pre-cum from
the eye . He had already worked his dick a bit too much.

I complimented him telling him what a fine specimen he was. Finally, I also
had him make a few more standard poses.

"Okay, enough pictures for today. You can put the camera away now", he said
as he disappeared into the bathroom.

I put the camera straight away into the cupboard. When David came back into
the living room he carried two towels.

"So now we come back to my bonus. One towel is for you, and the other towel
is for me. I would now like to bring to a conclusion what I've already
started, and then finish up here with you for today. Maybe you should sit
down again. If you like this time we can masturbate together", he said.

I opened my pants and pulled down underwear to my knees. I sat on the sofa
and he spread a towel across my chest and abdomen. David stood directly in
front of me. He massaged his stiff penis very slowly with one hand. My cock
had been hard since David's erotic striptease.

At the beginning David, as always, changed his posture and continued to
massage his penis at a normal pace. He looked me directly in the eye. Then
he closed his eyes. His legs remained wide apart in front of me. He then
began to manipulate his penis with powerful strokes.

His moans became louder and more urgent. You could burn a CD of David`s
pleasurable moans and sell that too. The guttural sounds coming from him
were totally uninhibited as he moaned away. This excited me even further. I
was just about to come, and judging by David`s moans so was he. I stared at
his large penis expecting that at any moment he would ejaculate. This I had
to see.

I was not disappointed. He thrust back his head ... his eyes rolled ...his
hips thrust forward supported by his strong thighs, and he came hard and
heavy. His shots were mega awesome ... pearly white juices burst out of the
open eye of penis and jetted forward with amazing force countless times
before easing back slowly to a few dribbles. Most of it landed on my
towel. Then I had my orgasm. David sat down beside me; he nearly collapsed
onto the sofa. He was completely exhausted.

A few minutes later we were almost completely motionless lying side by
side. Then I said to him, "If you want to shower here that is fine by me".

"Yes, that would be great", he replied. He rose after some minutes;
gathered his clothes together and disappeared to the bathroom.

Freshly showered and dressed he came back into the living room and smiled
broadly at me. "Today I gave you a great show ... didn`t I? I hope you will
be very generous to me", he said.

Unwittingly, David had now introduced a very sore point with me. I had to
pay for all this. It bothered me more and more. There were certain things I
did not want to pay for. I knew that if I was old and had lost my
youthfulness that the services of prostitutes would become
necessary. Naturally this was something I wanted to avoid for as long as
possible. I felt it was so wrong having to pay for sex. In my view the
client who has to pay finds it more painful than the one who receives the
money. I see the client as a much more pitiful human being than the
prostitute. This business relationship with David had to end now so that I
did not loose my self-esteem. I don`t want to buy my friends and I don`t
want to pay for sex.

"What do you think? What was today's show worth?", I asked him and he told
me his price.

When he told me the sum I was more than surprised. It was a relatively big
amount of money. Clearly, he wanted to be rewarded; oh so very handsomely
indeed.

"Okay, I agree, but apart from this money today will be our last photo
shoot. I want it to be understood by you that it is a kind of farewell
bonus", I said.

"What, today was our last photo shoot ... why? ", David asked dumbfounded.

"David, actually my specialty is taking portraits. I like to photograph the
faces of men that triggers something in me. A big part of the sex takes
place in my head. I used to take a lot of nudes pictures in the past. If
you have photographed a lot of men with a hardon; after a while it loses
its appeal. For me the most important, and therefore the most beautiful
pictures were the ones we did together at the bus stop when we first met",
I said to him.

"Can we not simply take more photos like that?", David asked.

"We could, but for those photos I'll pay you no fee. I prefer the men I
photograph to be very interested in first class high quality pictures and
to pose for their own personal aesthetic reasons . Otherwise, I could just
go to one of the countless auditions at modeling agencies and book anyone
. I did this once and I didn't like the whole photo shoot. The young man
was all about the money. It was professional, but totally impersonal. This
is something I don`t like, and I will not do it any more ", I told him.

David was visibly shocked because he could see his personal fountain of
ready money that he thought he had found was threatening to suddenly dry
up? I could read it on his face ... he was looking for a quick solution;
some way round this.

"You do not have any pictures of me as I was cumming. Wouldn`t they make
great shots. You could build on the background again ... maybe this time
with the black screen. That would be a great photo, don`t you think? The
contrast of black background and white ejaculation as I shoot through the
air like a water hose. Let's do one photo shoot; just one more ", he
pleaded.

"David, I've taken shots like that before, with other guys. It is extremely
difficult at times. The model may have masturbated before the photo shoot
or have had too much sex recently. Then when he ejaculates he shoots out
only a tiny amount of seamen. Posture; facial expression; the position of
the hands, and the right time for the photographer to press the shutter
button are all critical. This is all very difficult to co-ordinate. Such
pictures work sometimes and they really look stylish, but it's always a
matter of absolute luck. If the picture does not work out you have to waste
a day before you can start the next trial session", I explained in detail
to David.

"We can try as often as you want", David grinned at me.

Well ... I thought to myself, ... and you thought you would always be able
to cash in on me. How could I make David see clearly that it was now all
over. How could I convince him? He had to see for himself that it was
over. Then I got a devilish plan. I had to ask for something that even
David would find too extreme so that he would reject it himself. Then the
subject would be closed finally once and for all.

"Like I said, with the camera it is far too difficult to take cum
shots. However, we could try with a video camera. I'd love to film you as
you slowly discard your clothes. Then you dance to the music for awhile in
a skimpy bikini brief. Then you put yourself in the middle of the room and
I film your body from all sides. Then you pull your briefs off slowly. I
put the video camera on a tripod and the camera continues to film you from
your head to your knees. Now I appear in the picture next to you. You turn
sideways to the camera. I begin to fondle and feel up and down your body
with my hands. We kiss. With one hand I rub your genitals until your cock
is fully erect. I go to my knees and start giving you a blow job. After a
few minutes I get up again. You turn back facing the camera and I stand
behind you. While with one hand I feel you up, I wank on your penis with my
other hand until you cum hard and long. Your seed flies in a high arc. The
end ", how do you like that I asked David ... "good eh?".

"This is porn! It is really sick", he immediately replied.

"You don't have to do it. I have no problem either way, our business
relationship ends today no matter what", I stated matter of factly.

I meant what I said, it was no bluff.


... to be continued


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