Date: Fri, 4 May 2007 07:30:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: m b <fox25viewer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Around town masturbation 9

This story is a true story and if you shouldn't be
reading this then DONT!


I was hanging around the local strip mall sometime in
my 17th year around summertime. It was after closing
time and I was alone. I began to feel a twinge between
my legs and felt the need to jerk off. At this time I
was so horny I felt as if I could do anything
anywhere.
I began to walk towards a dark corner of the lot when
a classic Mustang convertable began to circle the lot.
Inside the car was an older man who was just driving
aimlessly. He stopped near me and I said "Nice car",
his response was " do you want to go for a ride?" I
accepted and got in. We drove around talking for about
a half hour, still feeling horny I began to fidget.
The guy, in his late 20s, asked me if I wanted to go
have a beer. I said yes and off we went to his house.
We pulled into a small dark lakeside neighborhood, one
that I had walked around naked in before, and parked
in front of his huge house. We went in and he got two
beers. I drank one and looked around. There was quite
a bit of photography stuff around and a few photos of
kids my age in "rockstar" looking poses. I asked what
he did and he said he worked as a photographer for a
travel magazine. He broke out a large portfolio with
photos of exotic places. A second beer and we moved on
to the second portfolio. This one was heavier. i paged
through and found dozens of nude younger boy photos.
Most of them had little or no pubic hair. This made my
cock begin to grow.
A third beer and the guy asked me if I wanted to "look
like a rockstar". I eagerly said yes, although my cock
was now straining at my jeans. He noticed the rise and
said that was ok because rockstars had huge cocks. We
laughed and moved off to his den. There he gave me a
leather jacket and a tattered pair of jeans, oddly
enough, they were slightly too tight for me. He told
me to go change. I walked into his bathroom and
stripped down. The jeans wouldn't fit with my
underwear on. I told him this and he said go without
them. I pulled them off of my fully errect cut 6 inch
cock and pulled the jeans on. I wasn't able to get
them zipped up all the way.
I went back into the den wearing the jeans and
carrying the jacket, my hard boycock straining to the
side. he asked me if he could adjust things so the
pics would be "just right". Horny as hell and up for
anything I agreed. He pulled my shirt off and went to
the fly of the jeans and began to pull them down. My
cock sprung out and he said "man you are exited aren't
you?" I just smiled and stood there.
He grabbed ahold of my straining rod and tucked it
into the leg of the pants and had me pull them up at
the same time. His hands were so warm. I could only
get the fly about 3/4 the way up. He then put the
leather coat on me, as he did this his warm hands
brushed my shoulders. My cock twitched again and moved
lower into the leg. There was a clear view of my hard
cock through the denim material. he told me to leave
the jacket open and then put a red bandanna around my
neck. A few more moments of preening from him and he
broke out his polaroid. He said this was to see the
product before taking the actual photos. A few snaps
and we looked over the spread on the den's guest bed.
I looked closely at the photos, I looked about 14
skinny and HOT. One of the photos my cockhead was
poking through one of the tatters on the leg. Another
shot I saw my asscheek poking out a hole in the back.
All the while he had been drinking and I noticed his
cock had begun to grow. I decided to play with him
during the actual shoot.
He got out the larger geat and began shooting. I moved
around and at one point, as he was shooting me from
behind I unzipped the fly and exposed my light sparse
pubic hair for him. This did it, he moved towards me,
snapped a few more photos and asked if I would watch
him jerk off. I eagerly agreed. He dropped his pants
and whipped off his shirt. He had no body hair at all
and his uncut 7 inch cock stood straight up and
touched my bare stomach. He sat me down and began to
stroke his uncut cock in my face. I picked up a camera
and shot a few shots as he rubbed the head of his cock
through his taught foreskin. I began to get horny
beyond belief and unzipped the jeans all the way and
pulled out my rock had 6 inch rod and began to jerk
wildly.
The guy moaned and gyrated in front of me and I saw
his cock begin to twitch as he slowed down his
stroking. I told him to cum on me. After being told
that he roared and started spewing rope after rope of
mangoo onto my chest, the jacket, my own raging hardon
and the shredded pants. This shot me over the edge and
I exploded all over myself. I shot 4 large loads of
cum up and onto the jacket and my cock and I lay back
allowing my still twitching cock to rest agains my cum
covered flat stomach.
As I recovered I noticed a clicking noise, aparently
he had started shotting again, I looked up and saw
him, his cock still dripping cum, taking photo after
photo of me relaxing in our mess.
After a few more minutes I got my senses about me and
he asked if I would like to go for a ride in his boat.
I agreed. I began to get out of the sticky mess but he
asked me not to. He said he had one more good load to
blow and he liked to do it in the boat, the vibrations
would be incredible. I tucked my semi soft goo covered
cock into the pants and said "let's go!"

We walked a short distance down the street. As I
walked I could feel the mixture of cooling cum running
down my chest and down the pants I was wearing.
We got to the boat and set off.
He was right about the motor vibrations. After a few
minutes my cock sprang to life, almost painfully. I
pulled my hardening cock out of the ripped jeans, it
was more difficult this time because it was slippery
from all the cum from before. He stood up, got
compppletely undressed and continued driving the boat
into the middle of the lake. He saw that I was
stroking my hard cock and told me to stand direcly in
front of him. he stopped the boat and watched me pull
my cock. He told me he wanted me to come all over him
and his face. I nearly lost it just then. He began to
moan and I felt the familiar tingle in my balls. I
moaned that I was cumming and he leaned forward. With
two more strokes I began to coat his face with my
jizz, squirting out from my twitching cock. He groaned
and I felt my thighs getting warmer and damp. I looked
down onto his face and saw my jizz dripping off his
nose, lips and chin. He licked his lips with his eyes
closed, leaving quite a bit still on his face and
hair. I moved slightly away and looked at myself, I
had jizz stains all over the front of me.
We laid out on the boat for awhile and talked. Afer a
short time we headded back in.
Once I got in I pulled off the sticky clothing and he
handed me 150 dollars saying it was my modeling fee. I
took it and asked if I could come back. he said sure.
I  could never remember his name, but I sure knew
where he lived.
I said goodnight and left his house. I still smelled
of our cum and thought about it on the way home. I did
pocket a few of the polaroids for my own use later. I
left him my underwear as a reminder of the night.

A few days later I walked by and noticed the house had
a for rent sign in front of it and there was no one
around.
I never did get to see the real photos from the shoot,
and I was hoping the relationship might get a bit
better.