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.