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...
Hey guys, getting there is half the fun.