Date: Sun, 13 Dec 1998 02:36:07 PST
From: Chuck Guy <cr_nj@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Model by Chuck Root

M/m underwear model
The Model  by Chuck Root
cr_nj@hotmail.com


I'm a middle aged professional photographer.   You can't
believe how boring it can get when all you get to shoot are
weddings and crying babies.  My hobby is young guys.  I
can't help it.  I really got off on watching young guys
slowly undress.  The more innocent and sincere they are the
better I like it.  I had come up with lots of different ways
of getting to watch but the most successful was a simple
ad....

     MODELS-for young men's fashion work.  No experience
     needed but must not be camera shy.  Call....

The response is usually good and they all trust me when they
see that the "session" is being done in a real photo studio.
It's really amazing to realize how far I can take a session
without the model getting suspicious.  I always conduct an
interview and set up some ground rules with a new boy. It
really is just a way to get them comfortable.  I follow up
by talking about money.  The usual is $15.00 per hour for an
initial shoot and $50.00 to $100.00 per hour if the model
seems to be "working out".  That's all most guys need to get
them over the hump of the first session.  Greed is a great
motivator.

The best part is that I have a video camera set up that
secretly records the entire time.  These movies about the
photo shoot are great.  It captures moments when the model
is totally relaxed, like when I'm reloading film into my
regular camera or simply coaching an inexperienced subject.
I have one classic tape of a "first timer" where I not only
get him to slowly strip off his clothing and model some
other brief attire but actually convince him to trim his
pubic hair shorter and jerk off and cum.

The kid had called the number and explained how he needed
some back to school money.  He described himself as good
looking and admitted he had never modeled before.  We set up
an appointment for that very afternoon.  When the guy showed
up I could tell he was nervous about the whole idea but one
look made me know I had to get this one on tape.  He was
about 5-10 with a nice trim build.  I could tell there was
muscle under that clothing.  His hair was a dark brown and
his eyes were as green as the cash he hoped to earn.  I
questioned his age but he assured me that he was 18 and had
a driver's license as proof.  That was good enough for me.

His name was Jeff.  He had arrived in jeans and a flannel
shirt with high top sneakers taht were unlaced.  I explained
that the sessions would involve a line of men's clothing
products and and if this initial session showed that he was
a model that fit the image and feel of the product he might
get additional work.

"You didn't bring any other clothing I see."

"I didn't think I needed anything."

"Most times it's best to bring a set of swim trunks or
something similar.  I guess you really are new."

"I never have done anything like this before."

"OK.  Let's live with it. Why don't you just undress down to
your underwear briefs and we'll do the initial shoot in
them."

It was obvious from his startled reaction that he hadn't
expected this.

"Oh!  I didn't...I figured you would take just a few photos
and that would be it for today."

"Look.  I'm the pro.  This client wants an innocent look.  A
vulnerable feel.  The only way to get that across is to have
you follow my direction.  Now...do you want this shoot or
are you wasting my time?"

He looked at me for a moment and began undressing.  His
brown hair fell over his forehead as he looked at his own
hands unbuttoning his flannel shirt.   His chest showed
solid and hairless as he finished with the buttons and
pulled the shirt tails from his jeans.  His young boy look
was more evident as he peeled his shirt off his wide
shoulders.

He didn't have to even bend down to get his sneakers off.
The unlacced high cuts slipped off easily.  He sat on a
chair and pulled his socks off.  As he did, his muscles
flexed in his bare arms and back.  A flash of white
underwear waistband showed above his jeans.  I could tell
from where I stood that Jeff had on Jockey underwear. The
unmistakable dotted pair of blue-black lines and the
lettering was easy to see.  I wondered if he had on the
classic white style or one of the newer colored ones.  Both
shared that same type waistband.

My question was answered as he started to unbutton his
jeans.  His underwear was plain white Jockey Classics.  He
slowly and unsurely zipped his fly down and began pushing
his jeans off.  He turned and bent as he pulled the pants
off each leg.  The waistband on his briefs pulled tightly
across his back and the cloth smoothly stretched over the
firm young cheeks of his ass.   The underwear was nice and
tight and brightly white.  He adjusted his cock and balls
while he was still turned away from me and then faced me
looking for direction.  I was so glad I had the secret video
camera recording the entire session.  I could rewind and
watch that 2 minute strip all day.

I spent the next 10 minutes putting him through several
unembarassing poses to make him comfortable and to get the
feel for how far I could go.  There were shot of him sitting
with a leg raised to hide his crotch. This always made the
model feel safe.  He had no idea how attractive the bulging
pouch full of balls looked when it hung below that raised
leg. I did a few shots with him turned away and looking back
over his shoulder, his young bubble butt hidden by only a
thin layer of cotton.  I finished up with some profile shots
where I instructed him to push his hips forward and arc his
head back.  I complimented him the entire time and
encouraged him to perform for the camera.  When I felt
confident enough to push harder I approached and touched his
warm skin as I helped him reach new poses.  He didn't seem
afraid of my touch and this only made me bolder.

I made him aware of his own body and that last piece of
clothing he had on.

"Jeff, you look great.  This is working out fine.  Let's get
that side seem on your briefs straight....That's it.  Get it
running straight up and down, otherwise it distracts."

"OK Jeff, let's see you bring that arm up over your
head...You're reaching for something that is just out of
sight...That's fine....Pull the stomach tighter... Good...
Good... Flex those muscles... Let's see you turn those hips
toward the camera. "

Everything was going fine.  He was relaxed and getting
confident.  "Jeff,  run your finger around that leg openning
on your left leg.  Good, get it smoothed out and even.
That's fine.  Can you smooth the cloth out over your
testicles.  Yes get the creases smoothed out. I don't want
any shadows.  You have quite a bit stuffed in those
underwear pants don't you? "

The attention was starting to show on Jeff.  His cock had
filled with heat and hung a little heavier behind the upside
down "Y" on the Jockeys.  It had pushed off to the thin
single cloth on the left side and showed.  A few curls of
dark pubic hair showed around the leg opening where the
cloth pouch had pulled tightly up into his croth from the
last pose I had forced him to take.  It gave me a natural
direction to move.

"Jeff we've got a little problem.  Most first time models
experience it. You have a hardon starting and I really don't
want to photograph you like that.  You also have a few
strands of pubic hair showing and that also can distract
from the fashion shot."

He looked down. His cock was obviously pressing upward in
his briefs.  Its head showed clearly through the cloth and a
small amount of precum had wet the cotton.  He pressed it
aside but it moved right back and got even larger and
harder.

"Listen Jeff." I bribed.  "You seem to be working out real
well.  This first session is so fine I was going to get some
of my clients line of clothing out and let you go up to the
higher rate of pay to shoot a little more but the hardon is
going to create a problem.  A lot of guys have it happen and
just take a few minutes to get it all taken care of and go
back to work.  If you want I can leave you alone for a few
and let you do that."

Jeff knew exactly what I was talking about and a blush rose
up on his bare body. He told me OK and absent mindedly moved
his hand to cover his growing cock.

"Why don't I give you ten minutes."  I reached into a box
behind me and pulled out a new pack of bikini briefs in
bright red.  They were a man's small size and would fit Jeff
fine.  I tossed them to him and he caught them in mid air.
"Like I said, the pubic hair might cause a little trouble
too so if you'll make sure none shows in these," nodding to
the red underwear he held, "I'd appreciate it.  There are
some sissors in that table over there."  I turned and walked
away looking back only long enough to see Jeff slide his
fingers under the lettered waistabnd on his Jockeys.

I went to my office and began monitoring the studio through
the eye of my hidden video camera.  Jeff still had his
underwear on but had actively started jerking off as he sat
on the floor.  As he became more excited he pushed the
briefs lower and lower.  His rigid cock showed above the
cloth and then the dark shadow of his pubic hair that
covered him just above the base of his cock.  Jeff laid back
so he was flat on the floor and cupped his balls with his
other hand.  He was fully exposed in just minutes and as his
legs flexed in time with his jerking off he got closer to
shooting his load.  He seemed to realize suddenly that he
was about to pop his load all over himself and he sat up.
He pushed his underwear off his legs laid back down.  He
wrapped the briefs around his cock and again started
pumping.

His hips lifted off the ground as he came.  His eyes closed
and he moaned as his jerking stopped and his hand milked the
wad of jism into the cloth of his underwear.  He lay still a
moment and then unwrapped his softening cock. He looked at
the cum filled briefs and then looked around the room.  His
eyes fixed on a waste basket off to one side.  He got up and
walked to it. He wiped himself one final time and dropped
the underwear in.

As he moved back to where he had posed, his cock bobbed from
side to side.  It rested on his big boy's balls in the nest
of dark pubic hair.  He picked up the red bikini briefs I
had given him and opend the box.  He slipped them on and
adjusted his cock and balls.  He looked down and admired
himself as he ran his hands across his body.  The briefs had
a European cut and showed off Jeff's cock and bulging balls
to their best.  He paid close attention to the legs openings
and tried to get the small hint of pubic hair tucked back
in.  It was impossible.

He didn't even hesitate as he turned back to the table where
the sissors were.  He pushed the tight briefs down his
thighs and began trimming the pubic hair that surrounded his
balls and cock.  He worked carefully, pushing his cock aside
and lifting his balls slightly.  When he was satisfied with
the job he pulled the bikini briefs back up and double
checked.  The attention he had been paying himself had
gotten him erect a second time.   His cock pushed out of the
top of the thin cloth.  The swollen head was almost as red
as the underwear.  THE TIMING WAS PERFECT.

I walked back in as Jeff had started jerking off for a
second time.

"Oh!  I'm sorry.  I thought you'd be done."  I said to him
as he blushed with a sincere embarrassment.  "You do look
great in the clients new line of briefs.  I'm sure he'll
want you.  You will have to do something about that erection
though. "

He didn't quite know what to do.  He was torn between his
inexperienced feelings and the thought of working for
$100.00 per hour.  He assured me he would "take care" of his
problem right away.  He looked at me waiting for me to
leave.  I didn't.  Instead I urged him on.

"Look Jeff.  I'm a little short of time.  Why don't you go
over in that corner..." I directed him closer to the  hidden
video camera, " and finish off.  I'll work with my equipment
over here."

He agreed and started over to the corner.  He paused long
enough to retreive his once soiled briefs from the trash
can.  I must admit that he made a valiant attempt to cum but
after a frantic five minutes it was apparant that my
presence and his nervousness was working against him.  He
had almost worked his cock raw with his fist fucking.

I approached him and asked, "Having trouble?"  as I looked
at his partially erect cock.  He nodded and slowly continued
to pull on his meat.

"Want some help?"

He didn't say anything but he nodded again.

I stood infront of him and reached for the red briefs that
were now down around his thighs.  I pushed them further and
sank to my knees.  His cock was just inches from my face.  I
looked up at him and when our eyes met I could tell he was
accepting what I was about to do.  I blew a breath of warm
air across his manhood and then kissed it gently.  It moved
slightly.  I kissed his cock a second time and sucked him
genntly into my wet mouth.

With my free hand I cupped his balls and tickled the pubic
hair he had just trimmed.  I sucked for a second more and
let his cock pop from my lips.  It jumped and instead of
pointing heavily toward the floor it now pointed straight at
me.

I took him in my mouth a third time and pressed the bottom
of his penis with my tongue.  I moved my head back and let
him now jump from my mouth to point upward.

A clear drop formed...


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