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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 16

Chapter 16 – Angels

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 16

“No problem! I’ll ask him tonight. See you tomorrow,” I said to Daniel as I closed my locker, bumped fists, and walked away.

Daniel was in my class and part of the group I hung out with during recess and sometimes after school. He asked me if Glenn would shoot his portfolio pics or maybe even have an assignment he could be in when he heard what Glenn did for a living.

I already knew that Glenn wouldn’t mind shooting the portfolio for a friend of mine. However, I wasn’t sure if he had anything lying around that he could be in.

I threw my bag in a corner, kissed Gloria, and asked where Glenn was. She smiled and pointed toward the studio.

“He’s in there, Honey,” she smiled. “Where else would he be? He asked if you could come over the moment you got home.”

“Thanks!” I called as I ran out of the back door toward the studio.

When I got there, I noticed the little red light was on, so I knocked softly on the door, just as Glenn asked me to. The red light meant that Glenn was doing a shoot, and I couldn’t simply barge in. There could be someone naked in there who didn’t want to be seen by someone other than Glenn or something like that.

“Come in!” I heard Glenn shout.

I entered the studio, where Glenn was smiling at me. I looked at the set and was surprised to see someone was there. I didn’t know that Glenn had a shoot today but judging by what I saw, the shoot was in full swing already.

I guessed the guy on the set was around twenty years old. He was tall, dark-skinned, with black, spiky hair. He was stark naked, and as my eyes quickly roamed over his muscular chest and down to his six-pack, I noticed his enormous penis. A quick guess was that it was about six inches and really thick. I’ve never seen a dick this big.

I knew I was staring, so I tore my eyes away, and that’s when I noticed the angel wings on his back.

I looked at Glenn and asked, “Gloria said you needed me?”

“Yeah. That angel shoot you did with Michelle really inspired me. So I asked Ron if he had time to do a shoot,” he said as he pointed at Ron.

“Hey, Scott! Nice to meet you!” he said smiling. “Love the stuff you did with Michelle!”

“Thanks,” I said, smiling back but giggling inside. If he only knew…

“I hate to ask you this without talking about it first, but would you mind joining Ron with this one?” Glenn asked, and he looked a bit uncomfortable.

“Uhm.. guess not. What do I need to do?”

After a few moments, I was naked, and Glenn was helping me with my wings. I walked over to Ron and could barely keep my eyes from that monster between his legs. I looked at him and knew he caught me looking. I started to blush, and he just smiled at me.

“Don’t worry. You’re not the only one who looks. I really don’t care if you do.”

“I’ve never seen one this big,” I blurted out.

“Sorry. Can’t help it,” Ron chuckled.

I was glad it wasn’t cold inside the studio, so my willie wasn’t just a shriveled little shrimp. I looked down at my own barely three-inch noodle hanging over my sack and giggled.

“Me neither,” and we both chuckled at that.

“Don’t worry. You’ve still got some growing to do.”

“Ready guys?” Glenn asked.

We had to do three poses together. We started out with me in front of Ron, with my back toward his front. He had to put his arms over my chest and hold me against him. I had to use both my hands to cup my dick and balls, so they were obscured from view.

“Look at that green dot on the wall. And don’t smile! Look as sad as you can,” Glenn instructed.

I felt the massive dick brush against my lower back, and I instinctively pressed back against it. But it didn’t move or even get a little hard. Ron was clearly a professional. I wanted to touch it to feel what it’s like from the moment I saw it. But judging by the vibe he was giving off, I knew it wasn’t going to happen.

“Scott. You sit Indian-style on the floor. Ron, stand behind him and make sure your stuff is hidden behind Scott’s head. Spread your legs if you need to,” Glenn instructed.

We did just that, and when I felt the thick dickhead touch the back of my head, I could hardly suppress a smile. Ron didn’t say or do anything, but I sure liked how it felt.

“Okay, you two. Scott, you look up. Ron, you look down.” Glenn said. And moments later, “That’s great! Scott, cover your willie with your hands.”

After several bursts of white flashing lights, I knew we were done. Before Ron could move, I scooted sideways and turned my head. I was treated with a close-up look of his massive dick for a second and was impressed even more when I saw it this close. Unfortunately, it only lasted a second, and I don’t think Ron noticed. At least he didn’t let on if he did. He just smiled, held out his hand, and helped me to my feet.

“Do you think you can carry Scott?” Glenn asked, looking at Ron.

Ron looked me over, shrugged, and said, “I guess so. Not for too long, but I think I can manage a minute or so. What do you have in mind?”

“Scott needs to pretend he’s dead while you’re carrying him back to heaven.”

“Sounds cool!” I said excitedly.

“Great!” Glenn said cheerfully.

Ron and I stood there waiting for Glenn to get the lights and his camera ready when Ron said, “Let’s try it.”

And with that, he put one arm around my upper back while the other grabbed just below my butt. One hand touched my cheek, but before I could say anything, I was off the ground and lying in his strong arms.

“No problem!” Ron chuckled and put me back down.

A minute later, Glenn announced it was time to get ready. He gave us instructions first. All I had to do was act completely limp and let Ron do all the work. Before I knew it, I was lying in his arms, acting like I was dead. I was almost lying straight in his arms, with my head back and my arms hanging down.

A burst of flashes later, Glenn asked if Ron could hold me a bit lower, and after he did, another burst of flashes followed.

Ron put me down, and I saw a bit of sweat on his forehead. He noticed me looking and said, “You’re heavier than you look, big guy!” and he playfully punched me against my shoulder.

“Can you try if this works?” Glenn asked as he handed us both two small cloths of white silk fabric.

“Try it how?” I asked.

“Put it between your legs to hide your dicks. I want to recreate the effect you see in these old paintings where all the precious bits are hidden. That way, I can also show it to people who don’t like nudity. I need to eat, you know?” he chuckled

“You need a bigger cloth for Ron,” I laughed.

Ron punched against my shoulder again but laughed loudly. “I’ll manage. Don’t worry.”

I started fumbling with the cloth, but I couldn’t work it out. I glanced over at Ron, and surprisingly, he found a way to hide his huge member and also managed to look good in it.

When he saw me struggling, he whispered, “If you make it hard, you can trap the cloth under it.”

“Really?”

“Trust me. I did it too when I was your age. Now I don’t need it anymore, but it’s an old Scouts trick I learned.”

I openly started toying with my dick, and as I looked over at Ron’s sculptured body and pictured his massive dick in my mouth, I boned up pretty quickly. Ron looked at my work and smiled.

“Good. Now wrap the top of the cloth around it, and you’re good.”

I did just that, and the cloth stayed in place. It actually looked good on me. During this second part of the shoot, I remained hard by picturing Ron’s dick as I licked it and toyed with it.

After we were done, Ron gave me a high-five and said I did an awesome job. When he removed his cloth, I figured it wouldn’t matter anymore and openly looked at it. Ron noticed, and I swear he let me look way longer than necessary, as it was obvious he was stalling getting dressed as he kept making small talk with Glenn.

We said our goodbyes and I helped Glenn with putting away the equipment. He handed me a coke as we sat down at the table, where he looked at me, smiled, and said, “He’s huge, right?”

“Huge? He’s hung like a pony! I’ve never seen one that big!” I exclaimed.

“That’s one of the reasons why I love to work with him. And he’s extremely professional too.”

“I get it. He’s good-looking too,” I said, taking a sip from my coke.

“He is.”

We sat there in silence for a bit when I asked, “You’re really into that angel theme, aren’t you?”

“I am! You two inspired me big time!” Glenn said with an excited look on his face. “I think this might just be the last thing I need to get my own exposition in a gallery,” he continued.

“That would be awesome!”

“Yeah! And all thanks to you, Bud!” he said and ruffled my hair.

“You did all the work,” I timidly responded.

“Yeah. But you inspired me. You pose for me each time I’ve got an idea. So you deserve the credit too!”

“Uhm… thanks? I guess?” I smiled shyly.

“Sure, Bud! Don’t be shy. Be proud! When you get a compliment, own it!” Glen said and slapped me on my shoulder.

“I uhm… Thanks!” I said sternly and pushed my chest forward.

“That’s it!” Glenn smiled.

“I… uhm… can Daniel stay over tomorrow night?” I asked, asking the question that was on my lips the entire time.

“Sure. I don’t see why not. What did Gloria say?”

“She said she didn’t mind but that I had to ask you too.”

“Then I don’t see any problems. If his parents want to check on us, just let them call us.”

“I don’t think parents do that anymore,” I chuckled. “But I’ll tell him. And uhm…”

“What?” Glenn asked cautiously.

“He asked if you’d take some pictures for his portfolio?” I tried with a sly smile.

“Oh. No problem! I was worried you might want something from the liquor cabinet,” he laughed.

“Great! I’ll tell him that it’s okay! This will be SO much fun!” I said as we got up and left the studio.

* * *

That Friday during school, I was distracted a lot. Daniel sat in front of me, and I kept stealing glances at him. His light-Brown hair was a bit shaggy and hung over his ears. He was on the skinny side, and his boney shoulders were about the same width as his hips. Puberty clearly had to start on him too.

When he looked sideways, I noticed for the first time his features were a bit feminine. When I started at this school, some kids picked on him, and now I realized it was probably because of this. I really hate it when someone gets picked on by a group, so when I saw what was going on, I walked up to them and told them to stop.

Adam, the biggest boy in class and kind of the leader of the pack, looked at me and wanted to know who the fuck I was and why I cared. At that moment, one of the other kids whispered something in his ear. His face changed, and he backed away.

“Just don’t do it again, Daniel!” he said, pointing at him and walking away.

“What was that?” Daniel asked, looking at me with a surprised look. “Are you the son of a mobster or something?”

“Not that I know,” I chuckled, also surprised by this sudden change.

From that moment on, Daniel and I hung out together in school. Turned out that the other kids were scared of me because my dad was a big-shot army man. Glenn, who regularly dropped me off at school, looked pretty impressive too, of course. So it turned out I had an easy time at school. I wasn’t at the top of the food chain, but I was nobody’s bitch either. I wasn’t bullied, nobody told me what to do, and everybody I hung out with was also left alone, so I figured I landed a sweet deal.

I had a small group of friends that, by modern standards, you would call nerds. But I didn’t care about that at all. We got along well, and we had lots of fun. All of them knew I was into photography, and Daniel was very interested in that. He was curious about the how and what and wanted to learn how to do it too. So that’s probably why he wanted to get his pictures taken.

“Gloria, Daniel. Daniel, Gloria,” I said as we walked into the kitchen together and found Gloria there.

“Hi, Mrs. Taylor. Thank you for letting me stay here,” Daniel said as he smiled politely.

“Please, sweetie. Call me Gloria!” she smiled and offered us a drink.

After finishing it, we went upstairs to drop off Daniel’s stuff. After he dropped his bag on my bed, he immediately stood in front of my very first picture that I hung on the wall.

“Did you make this?” he asked surprised.

“Yeah. With a little help from Glenn, of course.”

“That bee looks amazing on that red flower! The colors really pop!”

“Thanks. I’m quite proud of that one,” I replied shyly.

“And you should!”

“Are you okay to sleep in the same bed? Or should I get the spare mattress to put on the floor?” I asked, pointing at the queen-sized bed.

I could see his eyes light up briefly, and he shook his head. “Nah. I’m fine with sleeping in the same bed. As long as you don’t steal the covers,” he chuckled.

We put away his stuff and went down to head over to the studio. Daniel got all excited about the pool when we walked out of the patio door.

“You should’ve told me there’s a pool here, man! I would’ve brought my trunks!”

“Oh yeah. Sorry. Didn’t think of it. I think tomorrow’s weather is pretty good too. So I guess we’ll have to work something out,” I said, already picturing us skinny-dipping together.

I didn’t know how Daniel would think about this stuff. I never saw him naked. Just in his regular, blue bikini-style briefs when we were changing for PE. He was one of the few kids I knew that didn’t wear the regular tighty-whities we all wore, and it made me curious about him. So I was thinking about a natural way to see his dick, but I certainly didn’t wanna push my luck in that department.

“Glenn!?” I shouted as we entered the empty studio.

“Just a sec!” came the muffled reply.

I pointed toward the current plain black and white set, and as we walked over, Glenn came out of the darkroom with a few pictures in his hand. He placed them on the kitchen table and smiled at us. We changed directions and walked toward Glenn.

“Glenn, this is Daniel. We’re having a sleepover tonight.”

“I know. Hi Daniel,” Glenn smiled warmly as he extended his hand.

“Hi, Mr. Taylor. Thanks for having me over,” he said, shaking Glenn’s hand, and I knew Glenn would react instantly.

“Please! Call me Glenn! Mr. Taylor was my father,” he laughed. “You wanna have your picture taken?”

“Oh. Yeah, please. I wanna learn how it’s done, and what better place to learn than in front of a camera, right?”

“Depends on what you wanna learn,” Glenn chuckled. “But I guess you’re right. Scott did both modeling and shooting. After seeing him doing that, I think it makes you a better photographer.”

“Thanks!” I said, feeling myself blush.

“Do you mind if I show Daniel the angel pics?” Glenn asked as he looked at me.

“Of course not!” I reply, not feeling any shame about these.

Glenn spread out the pics of me posing as an angel with Michelle. He hesitated slightly but put down the pics of Ron and the ones where we pose together too.

“Oh, wow!” Daniel whispered as he looked them over. “These are amazing!”

“Thanks,” Glenn responded with a big smile.

“Glenn is an expert with lights and shadows,” I softly said, feeling a sense of pride as I looked at myself in the pictures.

Obviously, I was naked in them, but only the picture where Ron carried me as a dead angel showed my dick. And as I checked that one out, I was glad it apparently wasn’t cold inside the studio when we shot it because my dick looked fine in it. It was far away from the cold ‘shrunken into oblivion’ mode and more between comfortably soft and that ‘starting to get hard’ phase, so I had nothing to be ashamed of.

I glanced at Daniel and noticed he looked intensely at all pics, but his gaze went to that particular picture a lot.

“Scott told me you want portfolio shots. Or do you want something else, like a traditional portrait?” Glenn asked, looking at Daniel.

“Portfolio shots, please. I mean… if that’s okay with you.?”

“Of course! You can always use them later, right?” Glenn said and winked at Daniel.

Daniel was directed on set by Glenn, and after the initial shyness and awkwardness, Daniel got the hang of it. He looked natural in front of the camera, and I noticed for the first time how much we looked alike. He was skinnier than me, and his hair was longer, but other than that, our bodies looked basically the same.

“Do you mind taking off your shirt?” Glenn asked calmly and with a warm smile.

“Not at all,” was Daniel’s reply, and he quickly took it off and tossed it at me.

“The headshots look way better with bare shoulders,” Glenn said and started moving in on Daniel to take his shots.

I’ve seen Daniel without a shirt after PE, but seeing him in this setting made me look differently at him. I wasn’t falling in love or anything, but I was suddenly getting extremely curious about how the other parts of his body looked.

“Awesome!” Glenn exclaimed. “We’re done.”

“That was quick,” Daniel said, a bit disappointed.

“If you’re up to it, we can do a real shoot tomorrow,” Glenn said, eyeing me as he smiled at Daniel.

“Okay. I guess… What do I have to do?” he asked apprehensively, but the look on his face was full of curiosity.

“I’ve got something in mind for the two of you. But I have to think about it, so we’ll talk about it tomorrow, okay? Now we’re gonna eat and have some fun.”

Gloria outdid herself, and we had a great dinner together. After we cleaned up, we played a game of monopoly. I was out first, and next was Gloria. Glenn and Daniel played the endgame, and neither wanted to lose. Eventually, Glenn was the winner, and he congratulated Daniel on his game.

After a game of Charades where I laughed so hard that tears flowed down my cheeks a few times, Gloria announced it was bedtime for us. She was understanding enough to let us go upstairs and do our own thing, so she hugged me and kissed me goodnight downstairs. I knew she wouldn’t come upstairs to tuck us in or something.

“Don’t make it too late, guys,” Glenn said seriously. “You can talk some more, but don’t make it an all-nighter, okay?”

“Okay. We won’t,” I said, and with that, we went upstairs.

As I was undressing for bed, I wondered if I should wear pajamas or just sleep in my underwear. Then, I noticed Daniel rummaging through his backpack and asked, “Forgot something?”

“I didn’t bring my pajamas,” he said and blushed.

“No problem. We’ll sleep in our underwear. I like it better that way anyway. So I don’t care.”

“Me too,” he giggled. “I usually sleep naked, so I guess that’s why I forgot to bring some PJ’s.”

“Haha! Me too,” I laughed but couldn’t bring up the courage to propose sleeping naked tonight too.

I dropped my pants and stood beside the bed, waiting for Daniel to do the same, so we could crawl in at the same time. When he dropped his pants and stood there in his blue bikini briefs, I felt a stir inside my underwear. To avoid awkwardness, I quickly crawled under the covers.

“What’s with the blue undies?” I asked as Daniel crawled in too.

“Dunno. My mom accidentally bought a pack of these a while back, and I like them. It kinda stuck on me since then. I like that they’re different than the plain white ones.”

“I see. It looks good on you,” I softly said.

“Thanks. And they sorta hide my peter too in the changing room, when I… you know…” he trailed off.

“I know! I hate when that happens,” I replied, wanting him to feel comfortable.

As I lay there, thinking about a way to see his dick and maybe, just maybe, play with it, Daniel suddenly asked, “Your shoot with that woman… was that a trick shot, or were you both naked?”

I needed to think for a second. Glenn told my parents it was a trick shot. But telling the truth was a great way to impress Daniel. Would he squeal on me? After a few moments, I figured I could probably trust him, so I softly said, “That was real.”

“Oh wow… how was it?” he asked, clearly impressed.

“It was amazing! She was warm and soft and sweet. And at one point, I had to touch her boobs, and they were… freaking awesome!” I whispered loudly.

“I bet… I can’t wait to touch boobs too, man!” he chuckled.

“You’ll love it!”

We were quiet for a bit, and I realized I was stiff as a board from thinking about the events.

“In one shot, you were lying… between her legs. Did your willie touch her… you know?” asked Daniel in the silence that followed.

“Yeah…”

“And you were… uhm… hard?”

“It’s impossible to not have a boner in that situation, man. So, yes,” I chuckled.

“Really?” Daniel asked with awe in his voice. “Did she say anything about it?”

This was a tricky one. Should I tell him and increase the possibility of fooling around, or should I be a gentleman and drop it?

“You HAVE to promise me to keep your mouth shut about this, okay?” I asked, looking at him in the dark room, barely making out his features.

“I swear! Whatever happens here tonight is just between you and me! Scout’s honor!” he chuckled.

“Well… at one point, she asked me to stick it in…”

“NO! She didn’t!” Daniel said almost out loud, forgetting we should whisper.

“I swear to god, man!”

“How was it!?”

“Only like the best freaking feeling ever!”

“I bet…”

“You jerk off, right?” I asked.

“I uhm…” he hesitated, “yeah… who doesn’t?”

“Imagine that feeling, and multiply it by a million. It’s like your dick is being wrapped in a warm, wet, velvety sleeve, where something squeezes tightly every few seconds.”

“I can’t believe it. You’re SO lucky, man!”

“I know. We did it twice because I came immediately after I was inside for the first time. It just felt too good,” I giggled.

“What about Glenn?”

“What about him?”

“Did he know you were… uhm… fucking her?”

“Not the first time. But he came down to check on us, and that’s when he saw what we were doing.”

“And?” Daniel asked, obviously extremely curious.

“He said it was okay and that it didn’t show on the pictures. According to him, it even added a new, intense layer to the picture. So he was cool with it.”

“Oh wow. And you don’t really care walking around naked in front of him, do you?”

“No. Why should I? Glenn is the coolest guy I know. AND he let me fuck a woman,” I laughed.

“Can I see it?” Daniel asked after a few seconds of silence and turning on his side toward me.

“See what?” I asked, having no clue at all what he meant.

“Your willie. You had inside a woman, and I’m curious if it looks different now.”

I didn’t see this one coming. But I was glad Daniel asked first, and I knew then and there that we were going to fool around. I just had to play along and maybe take the lead, but my twitching boner and I were on the same page now.

“Uhm…” I said, not wanting to be too eager.

“You don’t have to,” he quickly added. “and I’ll show you mine too if you want.”

“I think it’s okay. You’ve seen it in that picture with Ron already.”

“Right. But I couldn’t see it good enough to see any difference,” Daniel said, keeping up appearances.

“But… I am hard now from all that talk. Do you mind?” I asked, giggling inside.

“No. Not at all!” Daniel casually said. “In fact, I’m hard too. And we’re just boys here, so who cares, right?”

I clicked on the bedside lamp and looked at Daniel’s excited face. I smiled and started pushing the blanket down. When our undies came into view, it was obvious we were both excited. I couldn’t wait to see Daniel’s hard dick, which was covered by the blue, stretched fabrics of his briefs. So I decided to take the lead.

“Why don’t you turn around and lie with your head near my crotch. That way, we can both check the other one out.”

“Like a sixty-nine, you mean?” Daniel smiled.

“Yeah! Like that,” I replied, wondering where he learned this position.

Daniel quickly turned around, and I was greeted with his blue undies in my face, where his hard dick was making an obscene tent. The moment he laid down, he didn’t waste a second and started fumbling with my plain-white undies, and when I felt his fingers slide in the waistband, I wondered who was really in the lead here.

But I didn’t want to miss this opportunity, so I got to work too. I slipped my fingers in the waistband of the front of his undies and felt the ticking of some hairs. Good. When I pulled it out of his body and his dickhead was no longer held back by it, I saw it pop free. I quickly lowered his undies down further, completely freeing his dick and balls. He wiggled a bit with his hips, and I slid his undies halfway down his upper legs.

In the meantime, Daniel had done the same, and we were now studying each other’s tools. My first impression was that Daniel’s dick was basically the same as mine. Being this close to it, I saw all the details, and I liked it!

His length and girth were the same as mine. He had a little bit more pubes, but I had slightly bigger balls. His dickhead was a bit blunter than mine, and he had a slight bend to the left, where mine was almost perfectly straight.

I was mesmerized by his hot dick, and when I noted a tiny drop of precum come out of the tip, he whispered, “Can I touch it?”

I didn’t answer him. Instead, I wrapped my fingers around his tool and started feeling it up and down. That was all the encouragement he needed. So after a low moan from him, I felt his fingers do the same to me.

“I don’t see or feel any difference,” Daniel panted.

I figured we could drop the pretense of checking for differences, so I slowly changed my groping of his dick from probing around to slow jerking.

That triggered something in Daniel because he started moaning and switched to a full-blown jerking motion on me too. I started moaning, which encouraged Daniel to keep going, and I gripped his dick firmly and also picked up the pace.

The good feelings in my dick increased, and I was getting hornier by the second. I kept my eyes firmly on Daniel’s dick and admired the smoothness and its spongy dickhead. I felt my mouth water and wanted it in my mouth badly. But I didn’t know how Daniel would react to that. Finally, after a short internal struggle to blow him or not, I made up my mind to do it. So I opened my mouth and pointed his dick toward it when I suddenly felt my own dick being engulfed in a warm, wet, and soft place. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what happened. Daniel beat me to it.

I let out a low moan again and immediately wrapped my lips around his rock-hard dick. I loved the smell and taste of it! Where Glenn’s tasted musky and salty, with a manly scent, Daniel’s was sweet and light. It fitted easily inside my mouth, and I could generously use my tongue to stimulate him even more, which I eagerly did.

The feeling around my dick was amazing. I didn’t know for sure, but the way his lips and tongue were working my dick made me think this wasn’t his first rodeo. But I didn’t mind at all. It was a fantastic feeling. Me working on his dick and all the attention my own dick was getting.

We were both moaning softly while bobbing up and down and working our tongues around the other’s dickhead. I moved my hand over to cup his skinny buttcheek and slowly worked a finger toward his hole. This time, he didn’t copy my action and just went on sucking me.

The buildup inside was getting stronger, and I knew I was getting close to cumming. But judging by Daniel’s moans and the movement of his hips, I figured he was getting close too. I was feeling so horny by now that I threw all the caution in the wind and pressed my index finger against his puckered asshole.

“Mmmhhh…” he moaned on my dick.

Next, he pushed his hips firmly against my face, sliding his dick all the way into my mouth. I felt a few of his pubes tickle my chin. That, combined with his dickhead rubbing against the back of my palate, turned me on even more. A few heartbeats later, I felt his dick grow fatter in my mouth, It twitched, and a few drops of sweet, watery cum landed on the back of my tongue.

This triggered my own orgasm, and I pushed my groin hard against his face, causing Daniel’s tongue to lap furiously over my dickhead as he sucked on me hard. One of his hands cupped my balls, and he squeezed them firmly. This didn’t hurt at all but felt awesome as it prolonged my orgasm for a few seconds.

The moment the taste of his cum really registered in my head, I felt my balls contract, and I came. It wasn’t the best orgasm I ever had, but the combination of his efforts and his still twitching dick in my mouth caused me to moan loudly on his dick nevertheless.

After my orgasm died down a bit, I gently kept sucking on Daniel’s softening dick while toying with it in my mouth. Daniel was doing the same, and after a few minutes of this, I let it slip from my mouth and looked down.

Daniel did the same, and as he looked at me, I could see him blush.

“I’m sorry… I couldn’t help it…” he whispered.

“Don’t be sorry! I loved it! I did it too, you know?”

He moved over, turned around, and lay on his side with his face toward me.

“I was afraid you’d be mad or something,” he said, looking relieved.

“Don’t be silly! I love doing this stuff,” I whispered, trying to make him feel more at ease.

“You did this before too?” Daniel asked, amazed.

“I… uhm…” I hesitated slightly but quickly realized I might as well be honest about this, “yeah… you?”

“My… I… uhm… My next-door neighbor Jeff and I… did some stuff together. He’s a year older than me. He showed me… Well. He and I… you know… fooled around.”

“Yeah. I’ve got a friend like that too,” I said, deliberately leaving it vague.

“But I like doing it with you too,” he giggled. “And you’re really good at sucking.”

“Thanks!” I chuckled, “you’re not too bad yourself.”

“Scott?” he softly asked after a moment of silence.

“’ Sup?” I said, sensing the tension in the air.

“I think I’m gay…” he whispered, and I could see him blush.

“That’s… uhm… that’s fine, you know?” I responded, immediately feeling silly for not knowing how to react appropriately.

“You’re not mad?”

“No. Why should I be?”

“Because I tricked you into doing this stuff with me…”

“Shit, man! I wanted to do that too. You didn’t trick me or anything.”

I could see his shoulders relax, and he sighed a deep breath of relief. I just smiled at him, genuinely feeling a lot of affection for him. He started smiling back and gave me an awkward hug. I could feel our soft dicks touch, but there was nothing sexual about our embrace, so I ignored it and hugged him back.

“Are you… gay too?” Daniel asked after we broke the hug, and both lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling.

I thought about this for a few seconds and let the words Glenn told me roll through my head.

“Nah. I don’t think so. I really like looking at naked girls and women too. And I absolutely loved fucking Michelle, so I wanna do that a lot more whenever I can. But I really like doing stuff like this too. So I think I’m a bit of both? If that makes sense…”

“Yeah. I think I get it. But I don’t feel that way. When I looked at the pictures of you and Michelle, I looked at you. I couldn’t be bothered with her. And I immediately got hard when I looked at you and that man.”

“You mean Ron,” I smiled.

“Yeah. Ron. I could only think about how amazing it would be to handle that massive willie he has. And with you naked in his arms. THAT combination got me worked up in the blink of an eye. So yeah…”

“Oh. But I would’ve loved to touch it too, man! Especially when I was on my knees right in front of it and saw it up close. But he was just too damn professional,” I chuckled.

“You won’t tell anyone in school about this, will you?” he asked after a few moments of silence, and I could feel his fear of being outed.

“Don’t be silly! Of course not! It’s our secret. When you think you’re ready for it, you tell people how you feel. That’s not up to me. And we can still have sleepovers and do stuff together. I’m just not in love with you. I mean… I love you, but just… not like that.”

“You’re the best, Scott!” he whispered, and I could hear him sniff.

“Hey! Wanna do that shoot together tomorrow? I’m sure Glenn would love to see us with these angel wings together,” I said in the silence that followed in an attempt to cheer him up.

“I… uhm… yes. I’d like that. But, uhm… are we gonna be naked during the shoot?” he asked apprehensively.

“Of course we will. But don’t worry about Glenn. He’s a cool guy. You’ll hardly know he’s there.”

“But… uhm… what if I get, you know… hard?”

“Haha! Then I’ll suck you off, so you’re soft again,” I giggled.

“But…”

“I told you, man! Glenn is a cool guy. He saw me hard dozens of times. He doesn’t care. And I jerked off once while he took pictures of me. He doesn’t judge or make fun of you. I promise!”

“You’d suck me off in front of the camera? Really?”

“Sure! As long as Glenn’s behind it, I don’t care. And you’ve got a great dick, so I don’t mind sucking it.”

“Oh wow…”

“You want me to suck it now?” I asked and snaked my hand down over his torso toward his groin, where I was treated with a very hard, throbbing cock.

This time, we took turns sucking each other off. I sucked Daniel first. He placed his hands on my head and rubbed his fingers through my hair while moaning softly. Then, as his panting increased, I slipped a finger up his butt, and he shot a few drops of cum in my mouth.

I figured he’d do the same to me when he sucked me, but apparently, he didn’t dare. I didn’t care too much because he was an excellent cocksucker. Despite having an orgasm under half an hour ago, I quickly felt the point of no return approach. Especially when he started toying expertly with my balls.

Looking back. I was a bit surprised we both swallowed the other’s cum. We didn’t talk about it. We just did. And I loved the sweet taste of his cum! I guess that’s where my love for young boy cum is born.

* * *

When I woke up the following day, Daniel was lying against me with his hand draped over my belly, inches away from my morning wood. I had to pee badly, so I wiggled myself free and went to the bathroom. When I came back, Daniel was yawning and stretching. His eyes roamed up and down over my naked body as I stood there smiling at him.

“You look good, you know that?” he chuckled.

“No. I didn’t know that. But hearing it from a gay boy is a big compliment,” I laughed and started putting on my clothes.

I figured he probably wasn’t ready to do his morning routine the same way as I usually did. And since the smell of eggs and bacon filled the house already, I didn’t have time to figure it out.

“Come on. Get up! Gloria is making breakfast. And you don’t want to miss that!” I said as I pulled down the blanket.

I openly checked out his hard dick and licked my lips overly exaggeratedly, which caused him to giggle and jump out of bed in an attempt to attack me. But we heard footsteps on the stairs, so he quickly grabbed his blue undies, which he rapidly pulled up. They did nothing to hide the fact that he had a boner, but at least it was covered now.

Gloria knocked on the door softly and said, “Are you awake, boys? Breakfast is ready.”

I opened the door a bit and smiled at her through the crack as I grabbed my t-shirt.

“Almost done,” I said, making sure to stand in front of Daniel.

“Yeah, Mrs. Tay- Gloria. We’re almost ready.”

When we came downstairs, Glenn was already sitting at the breakfast table. It was clear he made an effort to be a good host because it was usually just Gloria and me. We chatted about the games we played and the day that lay ahead of us.

“It will be a sunny afternoon. You can play in the pool if you want,” Gloria said.

“Daniel didn’t bring his trunks,” I said, looking at Daniel. “And he thinks I’m making fun of him when I tell him what we usually wear in the pool.”

This caused Gloria to chuckle. She smiled warmly at Daniel and said, “Scott is right, dear. And if it makes you feel more at ease, I’m meeting some friends later today, so it’ll just be the three of you.”

“See? We can have a sausage fest!” I smiled broadly.

“Or you can wear your underwear. Or one of Glenn’s trunks. It’s all fine by us,” Gloria quickly added and looked sternly at me.

“What did I do?” I asked, acting all innocently.

“Don’t force that poor boy into something he doesn’t feel like doing!” Gloria said and looked at Daniel with an empathetic look.

“Oh. I don’t mind, Mrs… Gloria. I…” Daniel stammered.

“But first, we need to do that shoot. Right Glenn?” I interrupted Daniel, feeling the need to change the subject.

“We’d better do that first. Otherwise, it might get too hot in the studio,” Glenn replied.

“You don’t want to miss shooting these two little angels, right?” I smiled.

I looked at Glenn’s face as I said this, and it immediately lit up. I could see the wheels inside start turning, and he knew exactly what I meant by it.

“Right,” was all Glenn said.

“But doing that, it might also get too hot inside the studio. I mean… look at us!” I laughed, pointing at Daniel and me.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Honey!” Gloria giggled, playing along.

“We’ll see! But work first, fun later,” I smiled, trying to act wise beyond my years.

“Sure, Bud,” Glenn chuckled.

Daniel and I helped Gloria clear the table, and we did the dishes together while Glenn went over to the studio to prepare everything.

“I’m both excited and nervous about doing this,” Daniel giggled as we walked over to the studio.

Judging by his giggles, he was mostly excited. And so was I. I just knew we’d end up having sex in front of Glenn and his camera, and this turned me on tremendously. I only needed to figure out a way to make it happen.

“I’m with you, man. We’ll do this together. And don’t worry about Glenn. Really!”

“So…” Glenn said as we entered the studio, “you wanna do a shoot together?”

“Yeah. If that’s okay with you,” I said, knowing perfectly well how excited Glenn was about the idea.

“I love it! It’s a perfect way to complete this angel theme for my exposition. If you don’t mind posing as angels, of course.”

I glanced over at Daniel. He noticed me looking and timidly said, “No. I… we don’t mind.”

“I see…” Glenn said thoughtfully. He started rummaging through the pictures on the table, picked one up, and showed it to Daniel. “We can start with this if you don’t want to do it naked.”

I looked at the picture and saw it was one of the pics where Ron and I were wearing white cloths. Daniel just shook his head and said, “No. I want to do it properly. I’m just a bit nervous and afraid I’ll…”

“I understand,” Glenn said calmly and placed a hand on Daniel’s shoulder, “I swear this is a safe environment, and no one but us will see all the pictures. You can decide which ones can leave the studio. If any.”

This clearly put Daniel at ease. He looked into Glenn’s eyes and said, “But what if I get…”

“Hard? Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ve seen it all plenty of times. And it’s a very healthy and very normal reaction. And we’ve got ways to work around it,” Glenn smiled and softly squeezed Daniel’s shoulder.

“See?” I said smiling.

“Let’s do it,” Daniel said, trying to sound tough.

I started taking off my t-shirt, and as I was sliding down my pants with both Glenn and Daniel checking me out, I asked, “What?”

“We’ve got a designated changing spot in here, you know?” Glenn said as he pointed toward the divider.

“So? It’s just the three of us. And you’re going to see us naked anyways. So what’s the point?”

“You’re not alone here,” Glenn said sternly and nodded toward Daniel.

Daniel got the idea, and as he pulled up his shirt, he said, “Scott’s right. Might as well get it over with. I guess it’s like ripping off a band-aid, right?”

I pulled down my shorts and undies simultaneously, so I stood there stark naked when Daniel pulled his shirt over his head and saw me again. I swung my hips from left to right, causing my soft dick to wobble from left to right. Daniel noticed and burst out into laughter. The moment he did, I laughed loudly too.

This broke the ice, and he slid down his pants and underwear too. Glenn walked back over to us, where we were now, both slapping our dicks against from left to right by the movement of our hips, and he smiled and shook his head.

“Here you go. Do you need help with these?” he asked as he handed us each a pair of angel wings.

“Nah. We’ll manage,” I said as I took the wings and slid an arm through the straps.

“Great. Just get to the set when you’re ready, kay?”

Daniel needed a little help with the straps over his shoulders, so I stood real close and helped him with it. As I was working on these straps, I felt something bump against my hip, so I instinctively looked down to see what it was.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “You’re being close, and touc-”

“Shh. I told you not to worry,” I interrupted him.

I finished fixing the straps holding up the wings. I looked him over and behind his bony shoulders were now two bright white wings. My gaze went lower over his boyish chest, down to his sparse pubes where his four-and-a-half-inch boner stuck out from his groin.

“You look more like a little devil this way,” I chuckled. “Come on! Let’s get to work.”

I walked over to the center of the stage with Daniel on my heels. I looked at Glenn, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see Daniel was cupping his balls and boner, making sure it was hidden from view. Glenn didn’t say or do anything about it. He just gave us instructions on what to do.

Daniel had to turn his back to the camera, draping his left arm over my chest and shoulder, turn his head to the left, and look at me. I had my front toward the camera, looked directly in it, and had to cup my balls and dick, so it was hidden from view, and the picture would be PG-rated.

“Awesome!” Glenn exclaimed, “You guys look freakin amazing together!”

I glanced over at Daniel, and we both smiled. I could see his boner had subsided during this first pose and hoped he wouldn’t be too shy anymore. He tentatively turned around, and I could see his hands move down to hide his jewels, but he must’ve realized it wasn’t necessary because his hands awkwardly ended on his hips.

With his hand on the camera, Glenn looked at us and ‘accidentally’ pressed the shutter button, causing the lights to flash.

“Sorry! Sorry! I’m SO sorry!” he apologized, fiddling with his camera and a bright flush on his face.

I later learned it was a genuine accident, and he felt awful about it, putting Daniel on the spot like that.

“Here! Take one like this,” Daniel laughed as he put his arms around my shoulder, with me quickly catching on and doing the same.

We stood there in all our naked glory. Our hips touched, and big grins on our faces, with Daniel making a peace sign. Glenn hesitated slightly but shot a few pics of us like that.

“Great, guys!” Glenn said and laughed at our silliness. “Scott, do you mind holding Daniel?”

I looked at Daniel, and he shrugged. So I smiled coyly and said, “Sure. I’ll hold him, just tell me where.”

Daniel chuckled as I said this, but Glenn didn’t respond. Instead, he just asked me to stand behind Daniel. I wrapped my arms around his chest and laid my head on his left shoulder, looking in the distance to my left. Daniel had his hands in front of his dick and looked dreamy to the left too.

I wasn’t sure what Glenn was portraying here, but I liked the closeness of Daniel’s body against mine. So I pressed my body firmly against his, and my dick started to respond. It went from almost soft to hard in a few heartbeats, and I had to move my hips back a bit to let it stand up. That way, it was pressed between our bodies, and when I flexed my hips a bit, I felt it slide between Daniel’s ass cheeks.

“You like this a lot, don’t you?” Daniel chuckled as he pressed his ass back against me.

“You’re hot. So, yeah,” I said seriously, feeling bold and horny.

“Daniel? Can you… uhm you…” Glenn said.

“Oh! Sorry!” Daniel said, and judging by his movements, his dick peaked out above his hands.

“Just a few more,” Glenn said after the error was corrected.

Another few bursts of lights later, Glenn asked, “Do you mind putting your arms over Scott’s head and embracing him?”

“Uhm… I’m still,” Daniel started.

“I know you are, but I think it’ll make for a powerful picture!” Glenn said softly but quickly added, “But you don’t have to if you don’t want to!”

Daniel didn’t respond and just moved his arms upward and back over my head and kissed me on my cheek. We kept this pose for a few moments, and I firmly rubbed my dick against his ass and lower back.

“That’s magnificent! Really! You guys are hot, sexy, and innocent. The perfect combination I need for this setting.”

“Thanks,” we said simultaneously and let go of our embrace.

We stood next to each other, looking at Glenn, and I noticed Daniel’s shyness was gone. He stood there with his stiff dick sticking out from his groin, without the need of covering it up, glancing at my twitching boner.

“Just one more,” Glenn said. “Do you mind if Scott’s face is close to your peter?”

I had to hold back a giggle, and I noticed Daniel also had trouble keeping a straight face. “No, I don’t mind at all,” he said, and I just nodded.

“Wonderful!” Glenn cheered, not knowing what this was about, or at least not letting on if he did.

I had to sit on my knees in front of Daniel with my back toward the camera. Daniel’s stiff dick was inches away from my face this way, and I had to suppress the urge to wrap my lips around it.

“Right. Scott, can you look to your right and press your cheek against Daniel’s peter? Then wrap your arms around him and hold him like you’re afraid he’ll leave you.”

Glenn must’ve known how much sexual tension this would bring. But he probably figured out by now that Daniel and I had fooled around or were at least open to it.

So I did as Glenn instructed and pressed my cheek against Daniel’s boner. It was now trapped between his body and my cheek, and I felt his pubes against my cheekbone. A barely audible moan escaped Daniel’s lips, and I couldn’t hold back a sly smile.

Next, I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his buttcheeks against my lower arms, and firmly held on to his hips. His boner twitched against my cheek every now and then, and I felt myself grow hornier by the minute.

“You look down and caress Scott’s hair. Try to look like you’re comforting him,” Glenn said softly. And after I felt Daniel’s hands on my head, he excitedly said, “That’s it! Just like that!”

Judging by the flashing light, Glenn shot a lot of pictures of us like this. But as I sat there with Daniel’s boner pressed firmly against my cheek and his hips making barely noticeable humping moves, causing his dick to slide against my face, I lost it.

I let go of his hips and looked him in his eyes. My hands moved to his dick like they weren’t my own, and one hand grabbed the base of it while the other cupped his balls and toyed with them. I kept looking Daniel straight in his eyes as I slightly opened my mouth and let his dickhead rub against my lips.

“One sec,” Glenn said behind me, and I heard him walk to my left.

He stood to our left, and when I heard the familiar clicks of his camera, I knew what was going on, and I loved it! This added a whole new level to my horniness. I would be sucking off another boy, and everyone could see this intimate act between us.

So I decided to make a show out of it. With my lips still just covering half of his dickhead and my eyes focused on Daniel’s, I slowly moved my face down, keeping my lips wrapped tightly around his head and shaft as my nose approached his pubes.

“Ooohhh…” Daniel moaned, urging me on and obviously accepting Glenn’s presence.

“Keep going, Scott. Pretend the camera isn’t here,” Glenn whispered so softly I could barely hear him.

I was treated with the taste of Daniel’s precum and swirled my tongue around his head as I slowly bobbed up and down, keeping my eyes on Daniel all the time. I loved the unfocused look of pure bliss and horniness on his face. But, of course, I wanted to make it look good on camera too, so I lifted my head, and with a pop, his dick left my mouth.

I pointed his dick upward, looked directly into the camera, and started licking his dick like a popsicle. After a lot of pictures like this, I wrapped my lips around his head again, wrapped my hand around it, and tried to jerk and suck him at the same time. But his dick wasn’t big enough for this, so I just wrapped my thumb and index finger around the base and just went for it.

“Ohhh… Scott…” Daniel moaned.

This pushed me on more, and I was determined to make him cum and drink his boy nectar.

“Scott!” Daniel said more urgently, causing me to look up.

His eyes had a pleading look in them, and I wondered what was happening. His dick was twitching inside my mouth, and I let my tongue softly caress the underside of his glans.

“Will you… aahhh… please fuck me?” he panted, and I could hardly believe what he said.

So I let his dick slip from my mouth and asked, “You want me to fuck you? Really?”

“Oh yeah! Jeff did it to me a few times, and I love it,” he said, dropping his inhibitions and embarrassment.

“I, uhm… I would love to,” I said softly, bringing a lustful smile to his face, “you’ve got some lube in here?” I asked, looking at Glenn.

“Sure. One sec,” he said and walked over to the cupboard in the kitchen.

I was feeling a bit nervous about this, despite my experience with Glenn. But I was also excited as hell to do it. He had a cute ass, and he was practically begging me.

“How do you want to do it?” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Will you lay on your back, or do you want me behind you on all fours?”

“I uhm… Jeff always gets behind me. I never thought there was another way,” he said softly while idly toying with his boner, “I guess I want to see you if that’s okay?”

“I’d like that a lot too!” I said and felt a sudden urge to kiss him.

I moved closer, placed his face in my hand, and gave him a sloppy wet kiss while pressing my entire body against his. After we broke the kiss, he asked, “What was that?”

“Dunno. I just wanted to kiss you,” I whispered.

“Here you go, guys,” Glenn said as he put down a small bench and handed me the can of lube.

“Thanks,” Daniel said and checked out the bench.

The bench was actually more like a small table and completely white. Its height was perfect for me, so I wouldn’t have to stand on my toes or bend my knees.

“Do you mind if I keep taking pictures?” Glenn asked, and I could see his boner stretching his jeans.

“No. I… uhm… I like the idea of being watched. Is that weird?” Daniel asked and blushed when he said it.

“Of course, it isn’t weird, man! It turns me on too! Here. Lube up,” I said, holding out the jar.

Daniel scooped up a big glob of oil and openly started spreading it around his hole. I started lubing up my dick as Glenn moved out of the way to let us do our thing.

I watched as Daniel laid on the bench and pulled up his legs to give me the access I needed. Then, I heard the clicks of Glenn’s camera as I moved closer to Daniel.

“You sure?” I asked as I pressed my dick against his hole and looked him in his eyes.

“Oh yes! Fuck me, Scott!” he said, and a mix of excitement and lust was all over his face.

I pushed my hips forward, and after applying a little bit of pressure, my glans slid in and popped through his sphincter, causing both of us to moan.

“You okay?” I whispered.

“Yeah! You’re a… aahhh… little smaller than Jeff. But, ohhh… this feels awesome!”

He wrapped his legs around my butt and pushed against me to get me in further. I slowly but deliberately moved forward, stopping and pulling back a bit every time I felt the pressure around my dick build. Before I knew it, I was balls deep inside Daniel and felt his balls against my pubes.

“I’m… aaahhh… I can’t go deeper…” I whispered, and Daniel’s eyes tried to focus on mine, which clearly took some effort.

“Fuck! Oohhh… this is… fuck… you feel… aaahhh… way better than Jeff! Fuck me! Do it!”

That did it. I was obviously giving my friend the time of his life, so I was sure I didn’t need to hold back. So I pulled out, and right before I’d slip out, I slowly eased back in. I did this two or three times.

“Faster!!” Daniel said with a pleading look.

I picked up the pace a bit, which felt better to me, but I was more worried about Daniel than my own pleasure. I was trying to find a rhythm when Daniel panted, “Fastrrr… Hardrrrrr… ooohhhh…”

This turned me on immensely, and I threw all tenderness and caution out of the window. Daniel wanted to be fucked hard so he’d get what he wanted. My hands were on his hips, and as I looked down to where our bodies merged, I saw his hard-on twitch every time I slid inside.

I took his dick in my right hand and tried jerking him the best I could as I started slamming hard against him at a fast pace. Because I was paying a lot of attention to how Daniel was doing, I wasn’t close to cumming yet.

The clicks of the camera and flashes barely registered. Instead, I was focused on Daniel. With each loud slap of my pelvis against his butt, his body moved, and his head bobbed. His head was thrashing around uncontrollably, and I found a good pace with my hand, which basically matched my pelvic motion.

“Oohhh!!! Oohhh!!! Oohhh!!!” groaned Daniel below me.

I noticed his dick thicken in my hand, which was a good indication of him cumming. Then, I felt a sudden buildup, and his ass muscles clamped firmly around my dick.

“Aaahhh…” I moaned, feeling the point of no return approaching quickly.

I looked down at Daniel’s dick, expecting him to shoot off by now, but he was still thrashing around like a maniac, and his dick grew even fatter.

“AAAAHHHHH!!!” he moaned and stopped moving all of a sudden.

His ass muscles were milking my dick now, and I felt my balls pull up. Feeling drops of his cum on my fingers and the tight, massaging ass around my dick sent shivers all over my body. And that’s when I came. And boy did I come! I instinctively slammed in extremely hard, trying to enter him as deep as possible, and I started unloading my balls inside my friend’s bowels.

“Oohhh…yesss! Cum inside me! I feel it… aaahh!!!” Daniel moaned.

I myself was lost for words. My dick kept on twitching, and I felt like I was being drained. I could hardly stand on my legs, so I leaned forward and dropped myself on top of Daniel, keeping my still stiff dick nestled inside him and his boner poking my belly. Daniel kissed me on my forehead and wrapped his arms around me.

“Fucking awesome!” he whispered, “Thanks!”

“Don’t mention it,” I giggled, feeling my now softening dick slowly slide out.

Glen was standing beside me, and the moment I slipped out completely, I heard a few clicks.

This brought both of us back to reality. I looked at Daniel, who now had a worried look on his face. I stood up straight, extending my hand to pull him up too. Glenn was next to us with an ear-to-ear grin on his face.

“You looked amazing! How was it, Daniel?” he asked, smiling warmly without any judgment.

Daniel must’ve sensed it too because his worried look instantly vanished. He smiled brightly now and exclaimed, “It was awesome! Even better than when Jeff does it! I can’t explain it, but I feel all warm and fuzzy inside when someone sticks his dick up my ass. And when they hit that spot inside, I lose myself instantly and can only think about how good…”

He realized he was ranting, so he stopped and blushed brightly.

“Sorry. If I get excited, I…”

“No problem, man!” I said, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Glad you liked it. So did I! You are a great guy to fuck.”

The three of us chuckled at that, and after Daniel went to the bathroom, we put away the wings and got dressed. Then, after cleaning up the studio, we got inside for drinks and a small lunch.

After lunch, we all went swimming. Skinny dipping wasn’t an issue anymore. Daniel was naked before I was, and he ran around as if he had done this many times before. We just had plain old fun inside the pool. We dunked each other, grabbed ass and dick whenever we got the chance, threw a ball around, and just laughed and had fun.

Each of us got hard a few times, but we didn’t do anything more despite the usual grabbing. We got tired after a few hours, and Daniel’s mom was about to pick him up, so we got out, dried, and dressed. A few minutes after we were done, we heard the car in the driveway.

Daniel hugged me tightly, and we agreed on having another sleepover. His mom insisted on having me over at their place, and we set a date three weeks from now. I hoped we could be together sooner, but our schedules just didn’t match. We waved goodbye, and as Glenn and I sat down to relax, he said, “You guys sure put on a show this morning. Ready for some more fun?”

I looked over and saw Glenn had pulled down his shorts and boxers, and his stiff dick was sticking up from his groin. The next half hour was indeed filled with a lot of fun.

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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 14

Chapter 14 – Come to the island

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 14

“This is amazing!” I said as Glenn, Gloria, and I entered the apartment.

I immediately ran over to the balcony to enjoy the view we had of the ocean. As the soft, warm breeze touched my skin and the sunset colored the sky red, I felt a weird calmness flow through my body.

“This view is great. Isn’t it, honey?” Gloria asked as she stood beside me on the balcony.

“Thank you guys SO much for taking me here with you!” I said and hugged Gloria tightly.

But the moment I realized I was hugging her tightly, I let go and stepped back a bit. “Sorry! I don’t want to hurt the baby,” I said, afraid she would be mad.

“Haha! Don’t worry, honey! It’s safe inside my belly. No need to worry that you’re going to hurt it.”

“Oh… I thought I’d…” I stammered and hugged Gloria tightly again.

“Right. Let’s finish unpacking. We’re invited over at Thiago’s for dinner. And believe me, you don’t want to miss that!” Gloria smiled.

So after we unpacked and I made the bed in my small room, we went out to Thiago. Glenn had rented a car so he could visit his old friends. Since it was a convertible, I insisted on driving with the top down. Glenn just smiled when Gloria pressed the button, and the roof automatically opened.

This was precisely how I always pictured a vacation. Having fun and doing all sorts of stuff you wouldn’t do at home. And all that with a nice, warm breeze in a new environment.

When we arrived at Thiago, a man looking about the same as Glenn came running with his arms spread and called out his name. The moment his body collided with Glenn, they hugged each other firmly with loud pads on their backs and shoulders.

Next, he greeted Gloria, and a woman joined him. After Glenn introduced me and I got hugged too, I learned that Thiago was Glenn’s best friend when they grew up. Finally, his wife, Maria, invited us over to the table where we had one of the best meals I ever had.

Glenn and Thiago shared a lot of childhood stories about all the mischief they did and got away with. All of them were having a good time, and I had to laugh at a lot of the funny stories too. Sometime during all of this, the conversation became more serious.

“If those idiots think they can take our island, they’re in for a treat!” Thiago said sternly.

“I know, T. But don’t do anything stupid, okay? I’m sure they’ll find a diplomatic solution and push back these Nicaraguans,” Glenn replied, and he sounded all serious now too.

I later learned that they barely avoided a full-blown civil war at that time by sending US troops to keep the peace. One of the outcomes of the peace negotiations was that a part of the island became a permanent part of Nicaragua

At the time, this didn’t register with me. I only noticed a lot of soldiers in the lesser part of the town and the graffiti sprayed on the buildings with all sorts of images I couldn’t place and text I couldn’t read.

I was getting pretty tired, and when Gloria saw me yawn, she announced it was time to head back to the apartment.

The following day was all about revisiting old friends. Again. And although these were all very friendly people, I was starting to get bored. So when we were sitting at the breakfast table the following morning, Gloria asked, “How about you and I doing something fun today while Glenn visits some more friends?”

“That sounds great!” I said enthusiastically, glad to do something else than being the fifth wheel on the wagon.

“An excellent plan!” Glenn said and looked at Gloria, “But is it okay if Scott and I do some shots on the beach for about one or two hours first? The light is fantastic this time of day.”

“Sure! That gives me time to plan something for us. Back here at ten?” Gloria asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Let’s go, Bud! We’re heading to the beach,” Glenn said as he got up and grabbed his camera bag from the cabin in the corner.

“Don’t I need my swimming trunks or something?”

“Nah. We don’t need them. But bring a beach towel just in case,” Glenn smiled and winked at me.

When we reached the beach entrance, Glenn pointed to the left. So after I took off my shoes and felt the dry sand between my toes, we started walking in that direction. Despite the already lovely weather, there weren’t many people on the beach. Before we started walking, I could see a couple and a man with his dog walking in the distance to our right, but other than that, we were alone.

To the left of us, old cabins were overlooking the ocean. The location was incredible, but these cabins looked old and worn. As far as I could see, none of them were occupied, which was a bit of a shame considering the fantastic spot on this beach.

“What’s with these cabins?” I asked Glenn.

“They were put here about a decade ago. But no one took care of them, so now they’re old and shabby.”

“Pitty,” I said.

“There’s the spot I was thinking about,” Glenn said after we walked some more and pointed toward a lush bush of tropical plants on the end of the beach, where the ocean crashed with mild waves at the shore.

“That looks nice!” I exclaimed, impressed by the tropical look I only saw in magazines up until now.

“I think it’s the most beautiful spot on the island,” Glenn said as he put down his camera bag.

As I put down the bag with the towel next to it, I asked, “What do you wanna shoot today?”

“I wanna do another Pyntar shoot today. But a little different than usual. Where most of these are single-shot images, I want to tell a story here,” he said, looking expectantly at me.

“Okay… and?” I asked, completely clueless about where this was going.

“On the island,” Glenn continued, “all beaches are clothing optional. You can be naked if you want to, but you don’t have to. I’ve seen families having fun on the beach completely naked, sitting next to another fully clothed group. And everything in between. No one cares.”

I must’ve looked stupid because he started laughing when Glenn looked at me. But, it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable at all because I knew he’d explain everything.

“Sorry, Bud. I guess I don’t make a lot of sense. I want to tell a story with multiple pictures. The story is about a boy on a beach,” he said, theatrically waving his hand to accentuate the location, “who discovers the joys of being naked outdoors. Or just in his undies,” Glenn quickly added.

“Oh,” I simply said, envisioning the shoot in my head already.

“That’s up to you, of course,” Glenn said, trying to size me up about being naked.

“So I need to do some acting for this shoot?”

“Acting is a big word. I want to tell a story with pictures this time. It’ll be a first for me too.”

“Sounds like fun! How do we do this?” I asked, excited to get going.

Glenn talked me through his plan, and after a few minutes, I walked toward the bush in my short blue sweat shorts and white t-shirt, with the bath towel around my neck. Glenn was behind me, snapping away already.

“Stop there and look around,” Glenn said while I was facing the ocean.

After a few pictures like this, Glenn told me to place the towel on the sand and to take off my shirt. Next, he asked to walk knee-deep into the ocean.

“Look at your pants. Try to look worried they’ll get wet,” Glenn instructed me as he was standing in the water next to me in his underwear and shirt.

I did just that and felt the tension inside build. I knew what was coming next, and I felt pretty excited. When I was back at the towel, I waited a few moments for Glenn to catch up and waited for further instructions.

“Slowly drop your sweats, Bud. I need to shoot both the pants and your face, so please take it slow.”

“Okay,” I mumbled, surprised that my dick was still soft.

After I kicked away my sweats, Glenn took a few close-up shots of the bulge in my tighty-whities.

“Look around shyly to check if no one is looking and hook your thumbs in the waistband,” is all I heard.

I did just that, and I felt incredibly naughty for what I was about to do. I didn’t know why, but I was still completely soft despite all this tension.

“Slowly pull them down…” Glenn softly said as he was snapping away.

The moment my dick was free from its confinement, I felt the warm breeze on it and realized how awesome it is to be naked on this beach.

After Glenn was done with the closeup from my dick, balls, and ass, he asked, “Can you stretch your body? That way, it’ll look like you’re enjoying this freedom even more.”

I turned my body toward the ocean, put my arms in the air, and stretched. Then, I casually wiggled my midsection so my dick was flopping gently from left to right.

“That’s awesome,” Glenn said to me. “Can you run around and do some exploring near these bushes?”

After pretending to play and discover, Glenn directed me to the ocean again. I got in, and with the water ending just below my balls, I looked into the distance. Glenn took his shots again, and as I went for a swim, he tried to follow me as far as possible. Eventually, I swam back toward him and almost touched the camera as I got closer.

“Lie down on the towel to let the wind and the sun dry you,” Glenn said as we walked out of the ocean.

“Do you want me to make my dick hard?” I asked as I looked down toward my shriveled dick and balls.

“Dick, huh? What happened to willie?” he chuckled.

“Michelle said I shouldn’t call it a willie anymore after… you know…”

“Haha! She’s right. You’ve got a real dick now! You’ve jerked, you’ve fucked, and you can shoot cum. Yeah. That sure qualifies as a dick to me,” Glenn said, ruffled my hair, and patted me on my butt.

“But do I?”

“Uhm… It would make some nice pictures if you decide to spank it…” Glenn smiled after he looked around and saw nobody even remotely close to us.

“We’ll see,” I smiled mischievously and walked over to the towel.

“Go for it,” Glenn said as he put the camera in front of his face.

I stood by the towel with my back toward Glenn. I stretched again and pretended to look around carefully. I already saw that we were completely alone at this end of the beach and felt my dick chub up a bit from the anticipation of what I was about to do. After a few moments, I kneeled and laid down on the towel on my back with my legs spread slightly and my hands folded behind my back. As I looked at the passing clouds and listened to Glenn’s camera clicking away, I let my mind drift to my actions with Michelle. The images of Michelle’s body below me quickly morphed into Becky’s naked body in front of my eyes, and I realized I was getting hard.

I noticed Glenn being close by to shoot as many pictures as possible of my growing member, which excited me even more. By the time I was fully hard, I was so horny that I just had to jack it. So as I gripped my hard dick and started sliding my fist up and down, I heard Glenn moan a soft, “Oh yeah…” and decided to give him a good show.

My right hand was finding a nice rhythm, but I wanted more this time. So I spread my legs further and let my left hand slide down between them. As my index finger started searching for my butthole, I saw Glenn move in the corner of my eye, and he walked over, so he looked up at me from between my legs. He got to his knees and moved even lower to a point where his camera was almost touching the sand.

Doing such a naughty act in a public place was an even bigger turn-on for me than I expected, and I realized I was starting to get close already. I let my finger press on my butthole and relaxed my muscles down there. This immediately caused the tip of my finger to enter me, and a surge of pleasure shot through me as it happened. I pressed down and felt my finger go even deeper until I touched a spot that sent off fireworks in my brain.

“OOHHHH!!!” I moaned loudly.

I sped up the motion of my right hand and started moving my finger in and out of my hole. As I did this, I heard myself moan and felt movement on the towel, realizing Glenn was taking all sorts of close-ups of my body during this wild jack-off session. But I didn’t care. I was so engrossed in jacking off I only paid attention to the good feelings in my lower body, with only the sound of the crashing waves resonating in my ears. Even if a marching band walked by, I probably wouldn’t even notice.

My fist and finger movement increased even more, and I felt I was about to cum. I wasn’t sure how I did it, but I managed to open my eyes and look straight into the camera and moaned, “I’m cumming…. Ohhhh… Shoot my… ahh… dick!”

Glenn’s camera moved away from my face and immediately focused on my dick. Then, with a last, loud moan, I felt the now-familiar movement inside my dick, and a moment later, I felt two warm drops of liquid land on my belly after my dick spasmed wildly in my gripping fist.

I needed some time to recover, but I had to remove my finger from my butt to relax more comfortably. So, with a deep sigh and a squishy sound, I retracted my finger, and I felt my anus and lower-body muscles relax. The warm wind over my body, the sound of the waves in the background, and the screaming seagull in the distance were so relaxing that I almost drifted off.

“That was awesome, Bud!” Glenn said as he sat down next to me on the towel, looking at my face and smiling.

I opened my eyes and smiled back. Then I looked down at my belly, where my softening dick was lying on my thigh, and I saw the two clear drops of cum. I scooped them up with my right index finger and brought it to my face. It looked very watery and not at all like Glenn’s cum. But I was extremely curious about the taste, so I opened my mouth, and the moment they activated my tastebuds, I was surprised by its taste. Glenn’s cum was salty and musky. But this was sweet and light.

“This tastes good!” I exclaimed, causing Glenn to chuckle.

“Yeah. Your cum tastes amazing!” he said and quickly moved his head down to lap up the remains my fingers didn’t pick up.

“That tickles!” I giggled as his tongue moved over my belly.

We sat there for a few more moments when Glenn asked, “You really like anal stimulation, don’t you?”

“I like what?”I asked, vaguely aware of what he was talking about.

“Sticking things up your butt,” he said bluntly while looking at me.

This caused me to blush a bit, and after a few moments, I just nodded.

“I told you before. There’s nothing wrong with that. I just want to warn you about what you stick inside. Look out for things with sharp edges. This might damage your insides. But stuff like a hairbrush handle or banana is perfectly fine. Just make sure you lube up and be careful.”

“Lube up? You mean like using grease or something?”

“Yeah. Something like that. Just make sure it’s based on natural ingredients and doesn’t contain any alcohol or other aggressive substances.”

“How do I know which is right?”

“When we get back home, I’ll buy the good stuff and give it to you, okay?”

“That’ll be great! Thanks.” I said and suddenly felt even more grateful for having Glenn in my life.

“I’ll also buy you a small dildo that’s made for this, so it’s perfectly safe. Or you can find a boy who’s willing to put his dick up there. That’s even better than dildos or hairbrushes,” he smiled and winked.

“I think I’ve already found a guy that’s willing to do that,” I smiled and looked expectantly at Glenn.

“Haha! I’m willing, that’s for sure. But I think I’m too big for you and I might hurt you. Maybe in a few years, Bud.”

“I was afraid you’d say that,” I said, feeling a bit disappointed.

We went quiet after that and just stared at the ocean and the crashing waves. I looked over and wondered about the weird line of trees and bushes at the end of the beach. It almost felt like someone planted it there to prevent people from falling off the island or something.

The line ended at the ocean on both sides, and it looked like a lost piece of rainforest decided it liked the beach better.

“What’s with these trees?” I asked.

“Dunno. They’re here for as long as I can remember,” Glenn said as he looked at the tree line.

“Have you ever gone through to see where they end?”

“No. I went around the island with a boat once, and there’s no way to get there from the water. There’s sort of a ring of pointy rocks in the ocean after the tree line. I think it’s just rocks and stones over there.”

“Can we go and check it out?” I asked excitedly, already looking forward to an adventure with Glenn.

“I don’t see why. Like I said, probably nothing but rocks. And Gloria will be here soon. Maybe later, okay?”

I felt a bit disappointed, but Glenn did have a point. I was looking forward to spending the afternoon with Gloria, and we could always check it out later.

“Ready for a few more pics until Gloria gets here?” Glenn asked, holding up his camera and radically changing the subject.

“Sure!” I said, “What do we need?”

“I need just a few more to tell the story. Not everything I shot so far is suited for Pyntar,” he winked.

After he shot a few more with me lying on my back, some with my knee in the air to hide my dick, he asked me to roll over and lay on my stomach. After a few more of these, I heard, “There you are!” and I looked up to see Gloria walk toward us.

“Hi Gloria,” I said and waved.

“Just in time, Hon. We’re done here,” Glenn said and kissed his wife on her cheek.

“I’ll see you two later. I’m off to see Lucas,” Glenn said as he grabbed his camera bag.

“Any idea when you’ll be back?” Gloria asked.

“Not really. But knowing Lucas, it’ll be late. Or early,” Glenn smiled.

“Have fun!” both Gloria and I said as Glenn started walking toward the apartment.

When he rounded the corner, he waved at us. I got up from my sitting position and looked excitedly at Gloria, not feeling any need to cover up.

“You know you’re allowed to be naked out here?” I said, pointing toward both ends of the beach.

“Haha. Yeah, I know. And it’s just the thing for you, honey. Isn’t it?”

“Yeah. I really like it a lot!”

“Ready for the real fun then?” Gloria asked and handed me my swimming trunks.

“What are we going to do?” I asked as I took it and started pulling them up.

It turned out that Gloria had an excellent idea of fun. She rented a speedboat for us. There even was a parasail option on it, which I had to try out, of course.

We spent almost the entire day at sea. Every time I got behind the wheel of the speedboat, I felt like the king of the world. The sheer power of the boat, combined with the wind in my hair and the splashes of water in my face, was priceless.

After returning the boat, we went to the harbor, where Gloria had made reservations in a small restaurant. After getting our drinks, I raised my glass, and Gloria did the same.

“To an amazing day,” I said as our glasses touched.

“To an amazing day,” Gloria said in return and smiled.

We checked the menu, and after the waiter took our order, Gloria looked thoughtfully at me.

“The time in Africa is almost over for your parents,” she said, clearly trying to see how I’d react.

But I didn’t mind talking about it. I could tell Glenn and Gloria everything. So I shrugged and said, “I know. And according to mom, they’re going to live in Seattle for a year so that I can settle down even more. So I’m glad they’re thinking about me for once.”

I wasn’t angry or anything. It was just something I felt deep inside, something I could vent to Gloria about. She kept looking and just nodded.

“I get it. But it’s the life your dad chose, and you’ll have to deal with it. Sometimes things don’t feel fair, and I guess this is one of these things.”

“I guess. And with you and Glenn, I can do the things I like to do without the constant mocking from my dad. He wants me to play baseball or football. He just doesn’t get my interest in photography,” I glumly said.

“I wouldn’t worry about that too much, Honey. You just keep doing your thing, and he’ll see it isn’t a fluke or anything. It’s a very… uhm… manly world he’s in, and photography doesn’t have a very masculine image.”

“I know. And I don’t hate him for it or anything. And we do fun stuff together too. But I just wish… you know…”

“I do. But look at the bright side. When you’re staying in Seattle, you can come and visit us as much as you want!” she said smiling. “You’re funny, kind, helpful, and SO much more. We’re delighted you stayed with us this past year…”

“Almost a year,” I interrupted her with a smile.

“You’re right. Almost a year. But the guest room isn’t the guest room anymore. It’s YOUR room now,” Gloria said and pointed at me.

“I uhm…” I stammered, flabbergasted by her heartwarming words.

“So, please. Will you do us a favor and keep coming over, lighting up our days?”

“Yes. Yes! I’d love to!”

“I’ll drink to that,” and Gloria held up her glass of coke once again.

The dinner we had was excellent. The Colombian kitchen isn’t that well known across the world, but I didn’t eat anything that wasn’t tasteful during my time there. After Gloria paid the bill, we walked toward the exit and waited for the cab. Once it pulled up, I opened the door for Gloria to let her go in.

“Wow! Quite the gentleman,” she smiled.

I quickly walked around the car and got in on the other side. During the ride, I felt a warm feeling inside my stomach because of the love Gloria expressed for me.

“I really love you guys! And I can’t thank you enough for taking me in!” and I hugged Gloria tightly on the cab’s back seat.

“I love you too, Honey. And don’t worry about it! We’re so glad to have you over. You’re basically doing us a favor.”

When we entered the apartment, Glenn wasn’t home yet. But I felt tired, so I went to the bathroom to do my business and brush my teeth. Then, I walked back into the living room to give Gloria a goodnight hug and kiss, which she eagerly accepted.

“What’s the plan for tomorrow?” I asked before I left the room.

“I’m off early tomorrow. But Glenn will be home. I’m going to visit the other side of the island with Thiago to see how the situation is over there at first hand. I’m curious, and I might be able to use that in one of my lessons. I think Glenn only has one appointment tomorrow, and it’s late in the afternoon.”

“Cool. Goodnight!”

“Night, Honey.”

* * *

A honking car outside the apartment woke me up. I looked at the alarm clock and learned it was a little past nine. I idly toyed with my sparse pubes and with my balls hanging down in my loose sack as I thought about the great day I had with Gloria. My morning wood stuck up from my groin, and the urge to go peeing grew by the minute.

After doing my business in the bathroom, I wasn’t sure what to do. I felt a bit horny, but it was also almost time for Gloria to get up and start making breakfast, so a quick wank wasn’t an option. That’s when I realized Gloria was gone already and that it was just Glenn and me.

I figured Glenn would probably be in for some fooling around, so I quietly walked over to their room. As I approached it, I saw the door was open, and the light was streaming in from the window.

Glenn was lying on his back, legs spread, and one arm above his head. He snored loudly, and his face was looking toward the window, away from the door. The thin sheet was crumbled around his feet, and his dick lay softly on his thigh.

As I looked at his groin, I noticed how massive his balls looked compared to mine. They weren’t very hairy, so I could study them nicely from where I was standing. I wondered if I should wake him. He probably had a short night, but he’d already said he didn’t want to sleep this vacation away. So, after thinking about it for a few moments, I tip-toed over to the bed and got on the mattress between his legs as quietly as I could.

Judging by his snoring and the fact that he didn’t move a muscle, I figured I was still good. So I leaned forward a bit, took his soft dick in my hand, and sucked it into my mouth.

This was the first time I had his dick in my mouth while it was soft. I played with it by using my tongue and cheeks for a bit, and it started to grow before long.

After toying with it a bit longer and wrapping my lips around it, it was as hard as I remembered. The snoring above me had died down, but I saw Glenn was still asleep when I looked up.

Feeling Glenn’s hard dick in my mouth got me pretty worked up, so I decided to start sucking him for real now. I used my right hand to wrap around his shaft while my tongue worked his dickhead. I was getting into it when I felt Glenn move.

“Huh? What?” he mumbled, and moments later, I felt his hand on my head.

I let his dick slip from my mouth, looked up at Glenn, and smiled. “Morning,” I whispered and started lapping his dick from bottom to top like a popsicle while keeping my eyes locked with his.

“Ooohhh… that’s some way to wake up…” Glenn groaned.

Moments later, he rubbed me over my cheek and said, “Come here,” and he gently pulled me up to his body.

I crawled up to lay down on his muscular chest with my legs on each side of his body and my boner pressing in his stomach. He kissed me on my mouth and hugged me tightly.

“Why did you do that?” he asked.

“I like doing that. And I like doing this stuff with you.”

“We’ll… we’ve got all morning, so no need to rush,” Glenn said smiling.

Lying there on top of Glenn with his muscular body pressed against mine and with every now and then a warm breeze over my body, I felt safe, horny, and completely at ease. But when I shifted my body down slightly, I felt Glenn’s hardon press against my ass.

I looked at Glenn the moment this happened and firmly pressed my butt against it. Glenn just smiled and let me do my thing for a moment.

“I think I want to try it now. I think I can handle it,” I whispered, feeling a bit nervous because of his size but also excited as hell to try it.

Glenn looked at me and sized me up. I could see him struggling with what he should do, but after a few moments, he said, “First, we’re gonna try if it’s even an option. Your anus might be too tight for it, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Really!? Thanks!” I said excitedly and looked him deep into his eyes, “And I know you won’t hurt me! So how do we do this?”

“Haha! How can I say no to such eagerness?” Glenn laughed, “I’ll grab the lube, and we’ll try with my fingers how tight you are and let you get used to the feeling of more than just one finger.”

Glenn gently pushed me aside, where I landed on the mattress and lay on my back. My hand started toying with my boner as Glenn went to the bathroom. When he came back, he had a jar in his hand, and his bouncing boner led the way as he walked toward the bed.

“Get on all fours, Bud. It’ll be easier that way.

I quickly got on my hands and knees and asked, “Is that lube?”

“Yeah. It’s coconut oil. It’s one hundred percent natural and slippery as hell. People over here use it for all sorts of things. Here. Check it out,” he said, holding the jar in front of me.

I sniffed at it, and it didn’t smell like much. Just plain coconut. I dipped one finger in it and examined its texture. Glenn was right. This stuff was very slippery and looked a bit like thick water on my fingers.

“Cool. And now you put it on your willie, or what?”

“Not yet. First, I’m gonna use my fingers to lube up your hole. But more importantly, to check if it isn’t too tight down there. You ready?” Glenn asked as he took the jar, his boner wiggling in the corner of my eyes.

“I guess…” I said, still eager to try but a bit anxious about it.

I felt Glenn’s finger rub over my hole a few moments later. I was surprised about how warm the oil felt on his finger. I expected a cold rush like when someone squirts sunscreen on your back. But the opposite was true.

After rubbing around for a short while, Glenn said, “I’m going to press now and try to slide in. Don’t try to clamp your hole shut. Just try to push like you’re taking a dump. It’ll be way easier that way.”

I simply nodded and did what Glenn asked. And the moment Glenn’s finger started sliding in, I felt my boner twitch and couldn’t hold back a moan.

“You’re doing great, Bud,” Glenn softly said. “This was way easier than I anticipated.”

He started sliding his finger in and out, and each time he hit a particular spot, my boner twitched. Finally, after a minute or so, he slid out, stuck his finger in the oil, and said, “I’m lubing you up extra good to make sure it doesn’t hurt that much.”

I simply nodded again because I was enjoying this too much and didn’t trust my voice at that moment.

“I’m going to try using two fingers now. I think you’re loose enough for that. Is that okay?”

“Uh-huh,” I mumbled, pressing my ass against his hand and feeling all-new incredible sensations flowing through my body.

When Glenn’s fingers left me to scoop up some more oil, I felt empty but couldn’t wait for him to enter me again and rub against that weird spot inside me.

“Okay, Bud. Take a deep breath, try to relax, and push back a little, okay?”

“Yeah… just… I’m…” I stammered, trying to find the right words.

Glenn must’ve sensed I was ready for it because he started pressing with two fingers now. As the pressure grew, I remembered Glenn’s words, took a deep breath, and pushed back by using my muscles around my asshole. Moments later, I felt both fingers slide in slowly and moaned.

“Does it hurt?” Glenn asked worriedly and immediately stopped moving his fingers.

“No. It doesn’t hurt. I just… feel full. It feels good,” I said, still trying to relax as much as possible.

“So I just keep going?”

“Oh yes, please!”

After a few minutes, Glenn’s fingers were probing around and sliding in and out of my ass easily. Every time he touched my sensitive spot, I moaned loudly. My dick was rock hard, and I felt horny as hell by now.

“I didn’t expect it, Bud, but I think you’re ready,” Glenn whispered in my ear, his finger still sliding in and out.

I looked up, and a big smile spread across my face when I saw the look in Glenn’s eyes. Of course, I wasn’t very experienced yet, but I had seen this look before, and it was one of pure lust.

“I think it’s better if you lie down on your back. Just spread your legs, lift your knees, and place this pillow under your lower back,” he said and grabbed the oil.

I did just that and looked at Glenn while he lubed up his big, hard dick. As I looked at it and realized how much thicker his dick was, I suddenly felt a wave of nervousness wash over me. Glenn must’ve noticed because he asked, “Nervous?”

I just nodded and whispered, “Yeah. A bit.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll stop the second you want! Just say it, and we’ll find another cool thing to do,” Glenn said soothingly.

I was still horny as hell, so despite the anxiety, I nodded and said, “I want to do this, so just fuck me already.”

Both Glenn and I looked surprised as these words came out of my mouth, and I started giggling nervously while Glenn just smiled broadly.

“Alright, Bud. I’ll fuck you already!” He smiled and grabbed his hard dick in his hand.

Moments later, I felt the tip of his dick brushing against my slippery butt hole. He pressed firmly against it and softly said, “Remember. Deep breaths and press as if you’re going to the toilet.”

I nodded once more and felt my heart throbbing in my throat. I inhaled deeply, and the moment Glenn’s dick started sliding in, I exhaled and loosened my sphincter. I felt a popping sensation and a mild gust of pain. But the pain went away immediately, and I realized Glenn had entered me. The feeling was quite overwhelming, and I needed a moment to get used to being so full.

I looked at his face and noticed his worried expression. He was constantly looking at me to see if I was okay.

“I feel it,” I moaned softly.

“You okay?”

“Yes. Just give me one second to adjust.”

“Sure,” Glenn said and held his body perfectly still.

After a few seconds, I felt Glenn’s fingers wrap around my stiff dick, and he started playing with it. He wasn’t jacking me, just massaging it and making me feel good. This worked quite well, and after a few more moments, I said, “Can you go deeper?”

Now it was Glenn’s turn to nod, and with a soft push of his hips, I felt him entering me. It was a little uncomfortable, but the feeling of something entering me, the naughtiness of it, combined with his massaging hand, was way more powerful, and I started panting heavily.

When his dick rubbed against that particular spot inside me, I moaned loudly, and my dick started twitching furiously.

“Ooohhh. Yessss…”

Glenn just kept going. He slid in, retracted a bit, slid in further, and repeated this a few times. I was in heaven. The expected pain wasn’t there. Only the fantastic feeling of his hard dick inside of me and rubbing against something I didn’t know I had.

The moment I felt his pubes tickle against my hairless balls, I knew I would want this a lot more. Since his dick rubbed that spot the first time, I was on the verge of an orgasm.

“Oh, wow,” Glenn moaned, “you’re doing great! I’m all the way in.”

“Ooohhh. I know. Ahhh… I… hmmm…” was all that came out.

When Glenn slowly moved out, I felt like my orgasm hit me. But it lingered a bit, and when Glenn pushed back in, the same thing happened. With each fucking motion from Glenn, I felt like I almost came.

At that moment, I couldn’t speak anymore. Only low grunts escaped my throat, and all my attention was between my legs. Glenn was still massaging my dick, but he started jerking me in earnest after we fucked for a while.

The fucking wasn’t loud or obscene. Just slow, steady strokes from Glenn. But after he fucked me for a few minutes more, I noticed a change on his face. I knew by now that this meant he would be coming soon. At that moment, his inbound thrusts became more fierce, and when his groin slapped against my butt, this felt even better for me.

“AH! YES! AH! YES! AH! YES!!” I kept grunting.

“UH! UH! UH! UHH!” Glenn groaned.

The sound of loud slaps filled the room, and the feeling inside me intensified even more. I still don’t know if it was Glenn’s fat dick filling me up, the rubbing against ‘that’ spot, or the idea of being submissive to someone. But I don’t care now, and I certainly didn’t care back then.

“Ohhh… I’m cumming!” Glenn moaned and kept slamming into me.

The familiar tingle I usually felt when I came didn’t come this time. Instead, it was more like a whirlpool of soft cotton balls floating through my head and body. But when Glenn slapped at me with a final push, and his dick started kicking inside me, his hot cum coating my insides, all muscles between my belly button and knees began to contract.

Glenn and I came at the same time, and I felt so connected to him at that moment that I still remember that feeling vividly until today. My orgasm was very different from my usual orgasms. It usually focused on my dick, this time, it felt like it came from the inside behind my pubes. It’s hard to explain, and I still can’t put it into words. I did notice something splashing on my belly in the back of my head but was too engrossed with this different orgasm to notice or care.

Glenn stayed inside me for a few more moments but eventually, he had to pull out and lay down on his back beside me on the bed.

As we lay there side by side, regaining our breaths and letting the air cool us, I felt a bit of Glenn’s cum oozing out of my hole. I knew I couldn’t help it, and instead of feeling embarrassed by it, I felt a sense of pride for being able to give him this much pleasure and for being able to take his fat dick up my ass.

After a while, I felt something cold on my belly and looked down to see what it was. There, around my belly button, a long stripe of watery cum laid glistening in the morning light. I never came this much, and I wondered if this was even my cum.

Glenn saw me looking and said, “You came a lot, Bud! You’re becoming a man!”

He extended his fingers, scooped up a glob, and put it in his mouth. I did the same, and after two or three times, my belly was clean.

“How did I do?” I finally asked, curious how Glenn experienced it.

“Honestly?” he asked and looked at me.

I nodded shyly, a little bit afraid of what he’d say.

“I honestly didn’t think you could handle it and that you’d be too tight down there. But the opposite is true! You were amazing! It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex that was this good!”

I felt a blanket of pride covering me and realized we’d probably be doing this a lot more.

“And you?” Glenn asked, smiling.

“It was awesome! The moment your dickhead was in, I felt a bit of pain. But that was gone before I knew it. Your dick kept rubbing against a special spot inside me, and each time it did, it felt a bit better.”

“That’s your prostate. Most men like it a lot when it’s stimulated,” he said. And after a few seconds, “So do I.”

I felt a bit more oozing out and moved my hand down to assess the damage. Glenn noticed and said, “You’d better go to the bathroom and let it all out. After that, we’ll take a shower and clean ourselves up properly.”

And that’s precisely what we did. After showering, we ate breakfast together. And after breakfast, Glenn sucked me off at the kitchen table. Just like that. I wanted to return the favor, but he just said he wasn’t eighteen anymore and explained it took him a while to get going again.

It wasn’t even noon yet when we arrived at the beach. Glenn wasn’t much of a beach guy, but after a bit of whining from me, he decided we could go. Of course, we took the usual stuff like towels, sunscreen, and frisbee with us, but I insisted on leaving our trunks in the apartment. It took some convincing, but eventually, Glenn agreed.

Lounging naked on the beach with Glenn was absolutely amazing. We chatted a bit, swam in the ocean, threw the frisbee around, and generally had a good time. Being naked together in a public place added a whole new level to it for me, and it was simply fantastic.

I felt a bit odd down there for the rest of the day, but nothing substantial. Glenn assured me this would wear off. I didn’t care about it. I got fucked for the first time, and I loved it!

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Chapter 10 – Melancholia

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 10

Living without my parents around took me some getting used to. Glenn and Gloria were a lot less strict about a lot of things. My bedtime was up to me, as long as I wasn’t cranky or my grades in school went down. Gloria helped me out with my homework a lot, which was great! That way, I had more time helping out Glenn in the studio, which I liked best about staying with them.

They didn’t mind me walking around naked either. If I did this at home, mom or dad would send me upstairs to put some clothes on. But Gloria and Glenn didn’t care if I walked around naked. So, on the weekends, I ate my breakfast in the buff, helped Gloria out a bit in the kitchen, put some clothes on, and assisted Glenn with whatever he needed.

I really enjoyed my newfound freedom. Especially when Gloria was gone, and it was just Glenn and me. Glenn couldn’t stop showing me the ropes of being a good photographer and complimented me on my work as it was getting better and better.

One Friday evening, after we were done cleaning up the mess from the shoot we had just completed, we looked at each other and chuckled simultaneously. We were both sweaty from top to toe from all the hard work. We’d been hauling around heavy stuff as the hot studio lights were still radiating their warmth over the studio floor. Glenn quickly shouted, “I’m first!” and started running toward the house.

“Hey! Not fair! I want to go first!” I shouted, running after him.

“Not a chance!” Glenn shot back as he ran upstairs with me on his heels, but I lacked the speed because of my smaller frame.

Before I was upstairs, I heard the bathroom door slam shut. Damnit! So I started pounding on the door and whined, “I wanna go first! Please! I smell like a rat’s ass!”

“Nope!” Glenn said, and I could hear he was taking off his clothes already.

I thought about it for a second, and then I had an idea. This would be a first, but it had a fair chance of success after our swimming sessions.

“Can’t I join you then?” I tried carefully.

I strained my ears in an attempt to hear a reaction from Glenn. There was a bit more ruffling from him undressing, but that was about it. Then, right when I wanted to try again, I heard the door unlock.

I tentatively opened the door and peeked inside. I looked at Glenn’s naked backside walking over to the big shower stall, as he said, “You know the rules. Not a word,” and he opened the glass shower door without looking back.

I was thrilled to have that much-needed shower now but was even more excited about being so close to Glenn while we were both naked. Maybe he could show me a new trick or show me how he jerked off again. So I quickly disrobed and hurried over to join him.

Glenn was in the process of letting the water cascade over his body, so he had his eyes closed and face toward the ceiling. That gave me the opportunity to check out his manly body from head to toe. His penis looked massive to me, and the thick bush surrounding it made me jealous and self-conscious about my body.

I noticed Glenn’s penis was growing a bit. He wasn’t hard, but I saw it enough to know he wasn’t soft either. Suddenly, I felt an incredible urge to touch it. As if in a dream, I saw my hand extend itself toward his willie and looked up at Glenn to see if he was looking. He still had his hands in his hair but looked down at me and smiled a warm smile.

That was all the encouragement I needed, and I took Glenn’s willie in my hand. I heard him gasp above the cascading water, but he didn’t say anything. It felt weird having another guy’s willie in my hand, but the more I fumbled with it, the more I liked it. Especially when Glenn’s willie was fully erect. It didn’t take long, but that short period of feeling it grow from soft to hard got me worked up pretty well, and I was equally hard as I kept examining it with my hand.

Glenn moved his hand from his hair and laid one on my shoulder, and the other one just hung beside his body. It was clear he was letting me have my way, and I took the opportunity with both hands. Literally. After I meticulously judged its size and shape, I pulled back his foreskin with one hand, and with my index finger from my other hand, I touched his glans. I expected it to feel different from mine, but the opposite was true.

I let the skin slide back, and my free hand moved to his balls while my other hand kept moving the skin up and down over his glans. In my small hand, his full-grown boner and balls felt massive. I jiggled them around between my fingers, and I could hear Glenn moan. I still don’t know why, but this triggered something inside me. I wanted to thank him for showing me how I should jack off. I wanted to thank him for being such a great mentor in my photography. I wanted to thank him for taking me in as his son. I wanted to make Glenn have an orgasm.

So, that’s when I awkwardly started going to town on his willie. It took me a few moments to get accustomed to his size. And after I shifted a bit and got on my knees for a better view and a better grip, I really could get going. I was at eye-level with his willie now and took in every detail as I moved my hand up and down on it. Judging by Glenn’s moans, I was doing a decent job. All I heard was the water running over our bodies, the squishy motion of my jacking hand, and Glenn’s increasing moans.

“Oh, Bud! I’m… AHH..”

He was moaning about the same as he did last time he was jacking next to me. I put two and two together, and I knew he was getting close. So I kept stroking him, and my eyes fixated on the slit on the top of his glans. I wanted to see his sperm shoot out of it and couldn’t wait for it to happen.

“AHH… AHH… Bud, I’mmmm OHHHHH”

The moment he started groaning loudly, I felt his balls contract, his willie fattened and started kicking in my hand. Then, moments later, his sperm started shooting from the tip, and I was so hypnotized by its sight that I didn’t realize he was coating my right shoulder and chest with it.

I was mesmerized by the spectacle before me. Watching Glenn’s sperm fly out of his willie triggered something primal inside. I now know I was horny as fuck, but I couldn’t place this confusing feeling at that time. I kept trying to milk more sperm out of him. But after a few seconds, Glenn placed his big hand on my head and moaned, “Stop it, Bud. It’s too sensitive now.”

I felt a sense of pride that I made Glenn orgasm, but I was also sad it was over already. Seeing him shoot his load sure got me going. I looked up at Glenn, and when I saw him smiling down at me, I smiled back, stood up, and gave him a tight hug. I don’t know why I did it, but it just felt like the right- thing to do.

Glenn’s softening willie was trapped between us, and I could feel my stiffy pressing against Glenn’s leg. Suddenly I felt silly about the hug, and I didn’t want to make this too awkward, so I broke the hug and started rinsing my hair.

The next thing I knew, I felt Glenn’s fingers wrapping themselves around my stiffy. I opened my eyes and saw Glenn still smiling at me. He had a natural way of putting me at ease.

“Your turn,” he said, barely hearable above the water.

When he started jacking me, I closed my eyes as I wanted to experience the feeling the best I could. I hung my head back between my shoulderblades and just enjoyed the good feelings Glenn’s fingers were giving me. I was so focused on the good feelings on my stiffy that I didn’t notice Glenn moved beside me.

Suddenly, my stiffy felt like a warm, moist blanket surrounded it. My eyes crossed, and I nearly screamed because of this new sensation. Seconds later, after I regained some self-control, and looked down at what was happening. I was looking at the top of Glenn’s head and was shocked to see my willie disappear in his mouth. By then, I had never heard of a blowjob, but I sure as hell liked what it felt like!

The moment I felt Glenn’s tongue lap the underside of my willie, the feeling was just too overwhelming, and I had to steady myself by holding on to Glenn by his broad shoulders. He kept increasing his tongue motion but also started bobbing his head up and down on my willie.

“OHHHH!!! MMMHH,” I heard myself moan, my hips moving involuntarily.

Glenn’s hands moved slowly up the backside of my legs, and as he reached higher, I felt the pressure inside build-up with each up and down motion of his head. The moment Glenn’s hands finished their upward journey and arrived at my butt, he cupped my asscheeks with both hands and pulled me further toward his mouth. One of his fingers was extremely close to my butthole, but somehow it added an extra level of excitement.

“AAHHHH!!” I almost screamed as he sucked me harder and lapped over the entire underside of my willie.

I felt Glenn moan on my willie and realized I was going to cum any moment now. Glenn must’ve sensed it too, as he moved up and down now even faster. But, the moment his finger pressed on my asshole, I lost it. I pushed my hips forward and felt my willie kicking furiously inside Glenn’s mouth.

“AIIIIAAAHHIII” was the high-pitched scream I heard as I came, and my knees buckled.

It was a good thing I was leaning on Glenn’s shoulders. Otherwise, I would’ve fallen down again. The feeling of cumming inside Glenn’s mouth was amazing! I never felt anything better until then and couldn’t possibly imagine a feeling better than this. Ever.

Glenn’s sucking slowed down, and his finger released its pressure on my butt hole. Now he was cupping my ass again, and the lapping on my willie was toned down to a gentle caressing with his tongue.

I slowly regained my senses and just had to pull out of Glenn’s mouth. It was just getting too sensitive in there. Glenn sensed me pulling back and let go of my butt. With a loud popping sound, my willie exited his mouth. I looked down at Glenn, and I saw a big grin across his face as he stood up.

“How was it?” he asked with great interest.

I surprised myself when I exclaimed, “It was FUCKING awesome!”

“That good, huh!?” Glenn chuckled.

“Oh wow! It was like… I was… My willie was… What did you do?”

“I gave you a blowjob, Bud. Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Can I do it to you too?” I asked, excited to try.

“Haha! If you wanna try it, I don’t see why not. Just not now. You just jacked me off. Another time, kay?” Glenn said, smiling.

We finished our business in the bathroom, and after we dried off, we went downstairs together to watch some TV before I had to go to bed. We didn’t care about clothes since Gloria wouldn’t be back before midnight, and I would be in bed by then.

During the sitcom we watched, Glenn put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close.

“I think you’ll need your apron tomorrow. I’m doing a Pyntar shoot tomorrow,” Glenn said, looking down at me.

“Oh!? What is it?”

“It’s a mother and her daughter. They’ll be posing in front of a fake mirror where the mother looks melancholically at her youthful self.”

“Sounds great! But why the apron?”

“What do you think?” Glenn chuckled.

“Naked?” I asked, feeling a slight stir in my groin.

“Yup. I talked to the mother, and she’s okay with you hanging around to learn how this is done.”

“Really? That’s awesome!” I said, feeling excited about attending the more serious shoots.

“Just be professional, remember?”

“Of course!” I said, smiling the most innocent smile I had in me.

After I went to bed, I lay there looking at the ceiling, wondering how the shoot would go. And I was going to see my first real-life naked woman! I was so excited, I figured I’d never sleep, but before I knew it, I heard the familiar sounds of Gloria making breakfast.

“Morning!” Gloria chirped as I sat down at the counter, my chubbed-up willie leading the way.

“Good morning. How was the party last night?”

“It was fantastic! Thanks,” she said with a big smile as she put the eggs and bacon in front of me.

“Is Glenn up already?”

“Yeah. He’s in the studio. I heard you’re attending your first Pyntar shoot. Nervous?”

“A little,” I admitted as I was munching down the eggs, ”but excited too. These pics are all about lighting and composition, and I really want to learn how to do that right.”

“Right. About lighting. And naked people,” Gloria chuckled but looked serious after that initial chuckle. “You’re okay with that, right?”

I looked at her to check if she was kidding me. She looked serious, so I said, “I don’t care about that! Well… I have never seen a naked woman before, but I’m more interested in the process of how to take the proper picture. Honest!”

She checked me out for a few moments and said, “Okay. Have fun then!” and started cleaning the counter while I finished breakfast.

I went upstairs to get dressed and hesitated about what to wear today. The tightness of my jeans was probably too uncomfortable when I would sport a stiffy. And the chance that would happen was significant. But considering the day would be a relatively warm one and that I would be working with the hot lights all day, I figured I could get away with my usual short sweat pants. My stiffy would have plenty of room in it, and the apron would hide the tent I’d be sporting.

When I entered the studio, Glenn looked at me and smiled. “Dressed for the shoot? Make sure to wear the apron, Bud!” and I could see him chuckling at my expense, but he turned his head in an attempt to hide it.

“I know, but jeans are just too uncomfy. I’ll wear the apron. I promise,” I said, the annoyance in my voice clearly audible.

“Don’t worry, Bud. Michelle isn’t easily offended. And I’m sure she’ll make you feel at ease. And by now, I think Becky is about the same as her mom.”

Shit! I almost forgot! There was going to be a naked little girl too. I wasn’t very fond of that, but if she wasn’t too annoying, I’d probably still get to see her mom’s boobs and pussy enough.

“Did you photograph her before?” I asked, trying to get as much information as I could.

“Yeah. Lots of times. In fact, she’s the woman in silhouette in front of the sun in my latest book,” Glenn said excitedly.

“Oh wow! She’s pretty.”

“Yeah. She did a shoot with her daughter before, but that’s years ago. Michelle is one of these rare women that live day by day and don’t care what other people think of her. And she’s good at modeling too. A perfect combination!”

At that moment, the bell rang. Glenn looked at me and pointed toward the apron. “I’ll get the door. You put on the uniform, kay?”

I took the apron from the hook and tied it so that I would look presentable in it. I felt my heart beating in my throat as I heard Glenn talking to Michelle in the distance. The moment they came into view, I was stunned. Michelle was a gorgeous woman in her early thirties. But the moment her daughter walked in, I immediately felt my willie starting to grow inside my underwear. I was expecting a little girl, around six or seven. But instead, a beautiful young woman walked in. I guessed her to be about thirteen or fourteen, and she was HOT!

She had blond hair, just like her mom, and a pair of real-life, handful-sized boobs. She wore a lime green summer dress, which showed off her developing curves magnificently, but her best feature was the killer smile.

“Hi! You must be Scott,” she beamed and extended her hand for me to shake.

I must’ve looked like an idiot because I couldn’t move, and my jaw must’ve been open. Luckily, Glenn came to the rescue.

“Scott, meet Rebecca and Michelle, our models for today,” he said, which snapped me out of my trance.

“Just Becky,” Rebecca said.

“Hi. Nice to meet you,” I finally croaked and shook both their hands.

“This will be your first shoot?” Michelle kindly asked, “Glenn told me you’re learning the fine art of artistic photography?”

“Yeah. Glenn is teaching me everything there is to know, so hopefully, one day, I’ll be half as good as he is,” I said, knowing how much this would flatter Glenn.

“Ahh, how cute!” Michelle said.

“Maybe you’ll even become a better photographer than Glenn,” Becky laughed and placed her left hand on my upper arm. She tucked a bit of hair behind her ear with her other hand.

“Oh… I… uhm…” I stammered.

And once again, Glenn came to my rescue. He looked at Michelle and asked, “You’ve talked to Becky about the shoot we’re about to do?”

“Yeah, she did,” Becky said. “It sounds awesome!” and her smile melted my heart.

“Great! Why don’t you two get ready? Scott and I will set up the lights and cameras, and we’ll see you back here.”

“Okay,” Michelle and Becky said simultaneously and giggled as they walked toward the changing spot.

“You okay, Bud?” Glenn whispered as he laid his hand on my shoulder.

“Yeah… it’s just… I was expecting a little girl, but…”

“Haha! I see! Yeah. She did some growing up since the last time I had her in front of my camera,” Glenn responded like it was no big deal and started working on his camera.

I was trying to help Glenn, but my eyes kept drifting off to the divider, waiting for the two beautiful naked girls to appear. And the moment they did… Oh boy!

Both of them walked toward us, completely naked, and were chatting like it was the most normal thing to do. Since they weren’t looking at me, I let my eyes drink in the view in front of me.

Michelle was undeniably a grown woman. Her boobs were full, and she had curves in all the right places. I wasn’t an expert yet in the boob department, but later, Glenn told me Michelle had an average B-cup. She was on the thin side but not skinny. Her long legs seemed to go on forever, and as my eyes moved up, I ended at her crotch. A small stripe of black pubes hid her pussy lips from view.

I quickly scanned Becky before my window of opportunity was gone. She was, in essence, a carbon copy of her mom. Just younger and a bit smaller. In everything. Her boobs were smaller, her hips less curvy, and her pubes… They looked magnificent! Her pubes weren’t modeled in the same, thin stripe as her mom’s, but she didn’t need to shave, considering she had less hair than her. Her pussy lips were still somewhat visible through her pubes, which was incredibly sexy.

“Close your mouth,” Glenn whispered beside me and poked me in my side with his elbow.

This snapped me out of my trance, and I tore my eyes away from these gloriously naked bodies. I don’t remember my stiffy ever being this hard before, and I was glad the apron was at least a partial cover-up for it.

“Okay, Michelle. You stand over there and Becky on the opposite side of the frame,” Glenn said, pointing.

When Becky walked past me, she looked at me and smiled a smile that made my heart melt for the second time. Then, she tugged her hair behind her ear again and walked toward the spot Glenn pointed out. Glenn had positioned the camera and fake mirror frame in such a way that both of them had their front to the camera, and the frame looked to be the mirror they’d both be looking at.

Glenn gave Michelle and Becky clear instructions on how to stand, hold their arms, and look. This was just the first lighting and shadow test, so it wasn’t needed to be spot-on. I could see Glenn was in the zone and had a very clear idea in his head about how it all should look.

“Scott?” he asked, looking around and acting as if he had just returned from out of space.

“I’m here,” I said, making sure he could see me, even though this meant I couldn’t look at Michelle and Becky anymore.

“Can you move that spot up until I say stop?”

I spent the next fifteen minutes adjusting all sorts of spots. One of the critical elements in this shot was the exact same lighting on both models. But since they were different in so many ways, this was a complicated task.

“I think we’ve got it,” Glenn finally said.

“It’s a good thing it isn’t cold in here,” Michelle chuckled when she saw me walking around, sweating a lot from all the hard work.

“Just one more thing,” Glenn said, looking at me.

“What?”

“Can you apply some matting powder on these spots?” Glenn asked as he pointed toward their shoulders and the top half of their breasts.

“Uhm,” I stammered, blushing.

“Don’t worry. I’ll look through the view-finder and tell you where it’s needed,” Glenn said.

I’ve applied that stuff before during the film poster and album cover shoots. But the big difference with this one was that I needed to apply it on naked women. So I took the jar and brush from the table and walked over to Michelle.

“Don’t worry about it, kiddo,” Michelle smiled at my obvious insecurity about it.

I took the brush and dipped it in the powder. My hand was shaking when it went to her shoulder. Michelle noticed it and just winked at me, which, strangely enough, put me at ease. With guidance from Glenn, I matted her shoulders enough, but the hard part was yet to come. The moment I started working on her boobs, I shifted my weight, which caused my boner to touch her leg. My eye immediately went up to meet hers, and the fear of being caught must be clear as day because she started giggling and put her hand on my shoulder.

“Relax, dear! I told you not to worry. It’s normal to be nervous, and… you know,” she said and winked again.

“Oh… okay… thanks?” I managed.

In no time, her boobs were done. While working on them, I took in every inch of them with my eyes. My hand was close to her boobs, so I felt a bit sad it was over already. I could only hope that Becky was as easy-going as her mom. But, as I walked over to her, my boner still straining my underwear, I saw her smiling and knew she was cool with it.

Her shoulders were easy because she had darker skin. But while I was working on her shoulders, I couldn’t keep my eyes from her amazing boobs. Of course, Michelle’s were fantastic, but seeing these pert boobs, with hard, upward-pointing nipples, by a girl close to my age, made me realize I was creating jerk-off material in my head for months.

My hand kept shaking as I kept working so close to her boobs, but I just couldn’t help it. Thankfully, Becky didn’t notice or didn’t let on that she saw it.

“Okay. I think we’re ready,” Glenn said as I was finishing up on Becky.

“Thank you,” Becky whispered to me, and I immediately felt my face go red.

“N-No problem,” I stammered.

That’s when the actual positions had to be taken. Since they had to be a mirror image of each other, this had to be done meticulously. Again, both of them were amazing at following Glenn’s directions. During this complex part of the shoot where I couldn’t do anything, I kept looking at both bodies and memorized every inch of them.

After what seemed like forever, Glenn took the first real shots. Then, four or five shots later, Glenn asked, “Here. You take a look. Notice the difference between shadow and light. And check how I positioned the mirror dead center.”

Now that I could see everything first-hand, I was even more impressed by Glenn’s ability to set the scene and mood in it. His eye for detail was exquisite! My barely trained eyes saw nothing that wasn’t one hundred percent thought through and executed to perfection.

“This is amazing!” I said, looking up at Glenn, “how do you come up with this?”

“When I’m on the toilet!” he chuckles, “Just kidding! It just pops up in my head at random moments.”

He took several more pics and made Michelle and Becky make minor adjustments in their hands and heads, and after about ten minutes, we were done.

“You did great, ladies!” Glenn said excitedly after the last shot, and he dismounted the camera from his tripod.

“Ahhh… finally,” Becky said as she stretched her body, making her look even more fabulous, “I started getting a cramp in my arm.”

“I told you posing like this wasn’t easy,” Michelle said, stretching her body too.

“One shot of you two together to remember this shoot by?” Glenn asked, holding up his camera.

“Sure!” they said enthusiastically.

They stood together, wrapped one arm around the other’s shoulder, and started smiling toward Glenn. Becky made a peace sign with her fingers, and Michelle just waved. Then, as Glenn lowered his camera, Becky asked, “Can you use the self-timer to take a shot from the four of us?”

Glenn looked over at me to size me up. I gave him a timid nod, and Glenn just shrugged.

“Of course,” he said, placed the camera back on the tripod, and started fiddling with it.

“Come here, Scott,” Michelle waved at me.

I walked over to her with shaky legs, and the moment she wrapped her hand around my waist, I felt a strange feeling. Almost as if I came home and a warm blanket wrapped around me. My shakiness was gone, and I just smiled at her.

“You did great!” she said softly.

I tore my eyes from her boobs that were almost pressed against my chin and smiled back at her, blushing furiously.

“Smile!” Glenn, who positioned himself next to Becky, cheered, and we all smiled at the camera.

After a few moments, we heard the familiar **Click!!** sound, and I let go of Michelle’s waist.

“There are two more. Keep smiling!” Glenn said, and I grabbed hold of Michelle again but pressed my cheek against her right boob accidentally. Michelle didn’t care, or at least didn’t say or do anything about it, and I was in heaven with a naked boob against my cheek.

“Is that the last one?” Becky asked after the third click.

“Yup. We’re done. Want to drink something before you leave?”

“No, thanks. It’s late already, and we’ve got almost an hour to drive before we’re home.”

“You’re still coming next week, right?”

“For that Mother Mary shoot, you mean?”

“That one, yes. Still working out the details, but I’ll manage.”

Michelle grabbed her PDA and quickly scrolled through it. Next, she smiled at Glenn and said, “Yes. It’s there. Around seven again, right?”

“Great! Seven will be fine,” Glenn said and hugged Michelle as if she was still fully clothed.

“Come here, Sugar!” Michelle said after breaking the hug with Glenn and spreading her arms invitingly.

Of course, I wouldn’t let the opportunity of hugging a naked woman go, so I dived right in. As my face was pressed against her bare boobs again, I heard Michelle softly say, “You’re really cute, you know that?”

That made me blush, and I stammered, “Th-Thank you. I like you too.”

Pretty lame, I know, but I’ve never been in a situation like this, so I didn’t know what to say otherwise. Before she broke the hug, she kissed me on my cheek and patted me on my butt as she walked away.

In the meantime, Becky had broken her hug with Glenn and walked over to me for another hug. She wrapped her arms around me and went for a full body-to-body hug, where Michelle’s left a bit more distance between our bodies.

I froze when I felt my boner press against her. The apron still covered it, but Becky couldn’t miss it. I was afraid she’d break the hug or would start shouting. But instead, she pressed her body more firmly against mine and smiled broadly at me.

“I like you too,” she chuckled and followed her mom to the divider.

To clear my head from what just happened, I started cleaning up. I killed the lights while Glenn worked on his camera and tripod.

“Thanks, guys!” Michelle said, and Glenn and I turned around simultaneously to look at her and her daughter, now fully dressed.

“No, Michelle! Thank YOU!” Glenn said and walked over.

I followed Glenn and couldn’t keep my eyes from Becky in her green summer dress. Now that I knew what was under it, I saw her in a whole new light and felt butterflies flying around inside my belly. Glenn handed Michelle an envelope, which she declined.

“No need to pay me, silly! You know I like doing it. Becky too, right?” she said and looked at Becky, who was nodding and smiling to confirm it.

“Please, Michelle. I insist. You make expenses too, driving all the way,” Glenn pressed.

“Absolutely not! Just make sure you come up with something good for next week. That’s all I’m asking.”

“Bye, Scott!” she said, waved, and kissed Glenn on the cheek before she turned around.

“Bye, Scott…” Becky said and winked at me.

I felt like I melted, and the only thing I was capable of at that moment was a timid wave back. I felt silly standing there, but I couldn’t move my feet.

“Bye, Glenn,” they both said and left the studio.

I was still standing there, looking at the door as Glenn walked over. He stood next to me and put a hand on my shoulder again.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. I think I am. It was…” I trailed off.

“I know. They’re a force of nature, aren’t they?”

“Oh boy…” I smiled and looked up at Glenn, “and a naked force too…”

“Good thing you wore your apron. And even that wasn’t enough to hide it all the time,” he chuckled.

We sat down at the canteen table. Glenn grabbed himself a beer and handed me a Coke. I was still flabbergasted about everything that had happened and was staring blankly at the wall. I heard Glenn talk in the distance, but it didn’t register. Flashes of their naked bodies still filled my head, and I felt like my balls and willie were about to explode.

“Huh?!” I asked and looked at Glenn.

“I said, are you sure you’re okay?” Glenn said with a knowing smile.

“Oh… yeah. I think I am. It’s just that… I feel funny. Down there,” I said, nodding down and blushing.

“You’re just horny!” Glenn laughed. And then, a bit lower and in a more conspirative tone, “We can jack off again. Or maybe you want another blowjob? We’ve still got some time before Gloria comes home.”

That surprised me. I didn’t expect that Glenn would want to do that again. Of course, I did realize Glenn was right about me being horny, and another blowjob would definitely solve that horniness. But I also wanted to try giving a blowjob, especially to Glenn. His big, manly body and his big willie were suddenly very appealing to me. So I whispered, “Me first,” got off my chair, and dropped to my knees. My hands immediately started working on Glenn’s button and zipper, and before I knew it, I had Glenn’s willie in my hand.

“You don’t have to do that, Bud,” Glenn tried, but he didn’t sound very convincing to me.

“I know,” I said, tugging at his pants. “Lift your butt.”

Glenn lifted his ass from the chair long enough, so I could slide his pants down to his ankles and started massaging his willie. As it grew stiff in my inexperienced hands, I felt Glenn work himself out of his pants. Now that he was naked, waist down, I could crawl between his legs and gain better access to his willie.

As I held it in my fist and pulled back the foreskin a bit, I could see some precum oozing out. I was expecting a little more hesitation on my part, but as I was looking at this big, stiff willie in front of me, I realized I wanted to taste it and wrap my lips around it. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that I was so horny at the time. Looking back at my first blowjob, the eagerness on my part made it a lot less awkward. There was no apprehension, no question if it would fit, no wonder what it would taste like, nothing. I just opened my mouth and wanted to have that thick tube of flesh in my mouth.

The moment my tongue hit his piss slit, my lips wrapped around the top of his shaft, just below his dickhead. The taste of his precum triggered me instantly. I couldn’t say I liked the taste and texture, but it was like an aphrodisiac to me. I simply wanted more, and I wanted it as quickly as possible!

So as I tried to remember what Glenn did to me in the shower, I started moving my head up and down over it. But during my masturbation sessions in my bed, I learned what the good parts of my willie were. So I figured Glenn’s were probably basically the same as mine. That’s when I lapped my tongue over the underside of his dickhead and used a lot of saliva to make it slippery.

“AHHH… Bud! You’re amazing… OHH…” Glenn moaned above me, which made me proud.

But the pressure in my willie was growing too, so I pulled the apron aside and slid my sweats down, so my willie was exposed and accessible to my hand. The movement caught Glenn’s attention because I felt him move, and he said, ”Lie down. Let’s try something new.”

Despite my curiosity about what he had in mind, I didn’t want to remove his willie from my mouth, so I kept sucking and lapping away on it. Eventually, after a few moments, I felt Glenn’s hand on my shoulders as he was gently pulling me away.

“Trust me,” he softly said.

It was just a few steps to the carpet where we’d usually shoot the pictures. But before I could get to my feet, Glenn lifted me, and he carried me in his strong arms. I felt his stiff willie bob against my backside as we walked, and I was shaking with anticipation. Moments later, Glenn gently laid me down on the carpet and started taking off his shirt. As I saw him doing this, I figured I might as well get naked too. I don’t think I ever took my clothes off faster, and before Glenn was lying down next to me, I was naked.

“Lay on your side,” he said.

I did as he said but found it odd that Glenn was lying down in the opposite direction. This only took me a moment because I quickly connected the dots when his willie came close to my face. This way, we both had access to each other’s stiffies simultaneously. The moment Glenn was down, I dived in and went back to sucking his willie.

“Whoah!” he moaned. “Easy there, Bud!”

But I didn’t want to take it easy! I wanted to suck, lick, caress, and taste his cum. I never felt what I was feeling before, but Glenn told me later that I was just horny as hell. I felt delighted and happy with Glenn’s willie in my mouth, especially now that the amount of precum increased. But the moment Glenn wrapped his mouth around mine, my eyes crossed, and I almost bit Glenn.

The tingle inside my balls and willie was already at my peak, and I figured it couldn’t get any better. But, oh boy, was I wrong! I heard myself moan uncontrollably when Glenn started moving up and down with his tongue all over my dickhead. But I had a task I wanted to fulfill too, so I tried focussing primarily on that. At that moment, I learned that I lasted longer because of having to divide my attention between Glenn’s willie and mine.

My balls were feeling like I could cum any moment now, but I didn’t cum yet for some reason. Feeling like I could cum any moment was incredible, especially now that I kept balancing on the verge of it! And as I kept sucking on Glenn’s thick willie. I noticed he was moaning loudly too.

Then, moments later, I felt Glenn’s hand move over my butt again, with his finger toward my butthole. Last time, it felt a bit silly when he was doing this. But now that I knew how awesome it felt, I was anticipating it, and a tingle went down my spine. I wasn’t ready yet to do it too, but I wanted to do something in return, and I used my left hand to cup his balls and toy with them.

As Glenn’s finger inched closer and closer to my hole, I felt my balls already pulling up toward my body. Right before his finger hit it, I doubled my efforts on Glenn’s willie in an attempt to prolong my orgasm. Judging by Glenn’s moans and that his dick was getting fatter, I figured he was extremely close too.

Just when I thought things couldn’t feel any better, Glenn placed the bar higher again. This morning, his finger just pressed on my hole. But this time, he started sliding it in. I practically screamed from joy, but Glenn’s willie in my mouth muffled the sound.

And that’s when I came.

All my senses were on fire, and all muscles in my belly tensed. I came harder than ever before and felt something I had never felt before. This finger up my ass sure triggered something. I was completely engrossed in my orgasm but still managed to lurk on Glenn’s willie. When I regained some of my consciousness, I worked on Glenn’s willie again. All the while, I felt the same feeling as I did when I came for the first time. It felt like hours of this awesomeness, but it was probably less than a minute in retrospect.

Glenn still had his finger up my butt and his mouth over my willie when he moaned loudly. Then, his willie got even fatter, and in my hand, I felt his balls pull up and spasm a few times.

The first hit surprised me. It flew directly down my throat, and I had to suppress a cough. I didn’t have time to think because before I knew it, there was another spurt. And another. I tried swallowing as much as I could, and I just loved the taste of it. But it was just too much, and I felt some of it ooze out of the corner of my mouth, around Glenn’s willie.

Just before Glenn came, I was still feeling like I was cumming, but it slowly ebbed away. Now that his cum filled my mouth, that feeling was back. Glenn was moving and spasming a bit when he came, which caused his finger to move around in my butt. That added a lot to the experience too.

Glenn still had my willie in his mouth but stopped the sucking and licking. So I figured I had to do the same now, even though I wanted to taste more of Glenn’s cum. My tongue eagerly lapped up each drop that dribbled out, but eventually, Glenn pulled back, leaving my mouth strangely empty. His finger slowly left my butt, which felt both good and bad at the same time. And as Glenn’s mouth left my willie and the cold hit it, I decided to turn on my back too, still breathing heavily.

“Wow!” I softly said, “I didn’t… wow!”

“Yeah,” was all Glenn said. And a few moments later, “I think you actually shot some sperm, Bud.”

“REALLY!?” I asked, propping myself up on my elbows and looking at Glenn.

“Really. It wasn’t much, but I felt it come out, and I tasted it,” he chuckled.

I turned around, threw myself at Glenn, and hugged him tightly. His softening willie was pressed against mine, making me feel all warm inside. Then, before I realized what I was doing, I kissed him on his cheek and said, “Thank you! You made my sperm come out!”

“Hahaha!” Glenn laughed. “You did that yourself, Bud!” and he kissed me on my cheek too and ruffled my hair.

I laid my head on his chest, enjoying what we did together. We laid like this for a few minutes before I said, “You were right about that new idea.”

“Well… technically, it isn’t a new idea. It’s called a sixty-nine.”

“Sixty-nine?”

“Yeah. Picture the numbers and imagine the circles being a head…”

“Oh!” I said after visualizing it, “I see.”

“It’s amazing, right? Making each other feel good at the same time. It’s almost like actual fucking.”

“Yeah! I never thought about such a thing.”

“No wonder. You’re only twelve years old.”

“Hey! I’m almost thirteen!” I said with mock indignation.

“Right! Sorry, Bud!” Glenn laughed.

“Glenn?”

“Scott?”

“Why did you put your finger… well…” I timidly asked.

“It’s what they call an erogenous zone of the male body. Didn’t you like it?”

“I… uhm… I actually liked it a lot! That’s not weird, is it? Does it mean I’m gay?”

That caused Glenn to lift his head and look me in my eyes. The serious look on his face made me think I asked something I shouldn’t have asked.

“No! That doesn’t mean you’re gay. Nor does it mean you’re straight. It just means you like giving your… butt a bit of attention. And what if it did mean you’re gay? I don’t care! Heck, I like it too, and I’m not gay.”

“Oh. Sorry.” I responded.

“No need to be sorry, Bud. You’re still learning a lot about your body.”

“I guess you’re right. Thanks for showing me all this!” I said, relieved it wasn’t a big thing, and I gave Glenn another tight hug.

“Let’s clean up in here and head to the house, okay? Gloria will be back from her bridge club soon, and I don’t think she’ll understand what’s happening here.”

I gave Glenn a peck on his lips and got to my feet. His eyes roamed over my body, and as I extended my hand to help him to his feet, he asked, “Would you mind posing together with Michelle next week?”

“Uhh, I don’t know. Can I?”

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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 2

Chapter 2 – With a bit of help

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 2

“Did you check the shutter speed?” Glenn asked as I looked through the viewfinder at the bee sitting on the flower.

“Course,” I whispered, not wanting to scare the bee away.

***CLICK!***

***CLICK!***

***CLICK!***

“Try a different angle now,” Glenn said.

I slowly moved sideways while lying on my belly in the grass, keeping my eye pressed against the camera as I did this. The bee didn’t seem disturbed in any way, so I inched a little closer.

“Make sure the composition is good.”

“Ssssh…” I whispered, getting a bit annoyed.

Glenn had given me tons of instructions and repeated some of them after I found the bright yellow and black bee sitting on a blood-red flower. There is a lot of stuff about exposure, shutter timers, ISO, and composition. I absorbed it all like a sponge. A few months ago, Glenn had shown me his impressive photo collection, and I was eager to learn how to do this too. We’ve done a few practice shots already. But this weekend, we’d be doing all the elements of nature photography, from finding the right subject to making sure it would become an excellent image. And, of course, developing the picture.

I first met Glenn when he took our family portrait. We had just moved to the base in Seattle, and it had become a tradition for us to take a picture at the start of each new location. Our dad had hired him, and it clicked immediately. Despite my dad and Glenn’s differences in some subjects, they became instant friends. And so did my mom and Gloria, Glenn’s wife.

We learned that Gloria lived here all her life. She met Glenn shortly after he moved to Seattle with his parents. They had a few classes together in high school, and they became a couple when they started their senior year.

Gloria worked as a teacher in an elementary school, and Glenn was a professional photographer. Before he had enough work for a full-time job, he worked as a bouncer in a few local clubs. Standing at 6 foot 5, with broad shoulders and a bald head, he was an impressive guy. This helped him immensely with being a bouncer.

Glenn and Gloria didn’t have any children. They both loved kids, but no matter how hard they tried, it just wouldn’t happen. They were now considering adopting a kid and talked about it a lot but were still unsure if they should do it. They were thrilled to have me over as their surrogate kid they could spoil. So, tagging along with my parents was never an issue with them.

The five of us went out a lot. We went to the movies and restaurants and stuff. But the best times we had were in Glenn’s backyard. I was allowed to grill burgers play in their pool, and they treated me like one of them. My dad seemed to lighten up considerably when we were over there, and he wasn’t on my back all the time when I hung out around them.

One day, when my mom and dad wanted to celebrate their fifteenth wedding anniversary by going away together for a whole weekend, Glenn and Gloria welcomed me with open arms. First, Gloria had to convince my mother they‘d love to have me and that it was no burden at all, but quite the opposite. Considering this was the first weekend in my life she’d be separated from me, my mom needed some convincing. But after Glenn and Gloria assured her that they would call her the moment something happened, she reluctantly agreed.

So there I was, putting everything Glenn told me into practice. And I loved it! I finally had something I liked, AND someone who encouraged and helped me. I knew my dad wasn’t overly excited about me doing this, but I didn’t care too much about that. Lucky for me, Glenn could talk excitedly about how he turned his hobby into work. So my dad didn’t give me shit about this, and I could spend time with Glenn, trying to become at least half as good at it as he was.

Click!

“I think that was the last one of the film,” I said, smiling and eager to know how I did.

“Great! Let’s see how they turned out,” Glenn said as he extended his hand to help me to my feet.

It was an unusually hot day out there in the garden. I had ditched my shirt, and I was only wearing my fruit of the looms and sweatpants that ended halfway down my upper leg. I loved sweatpants. Wearing them was almost like wearing just your underwear. I mainly wore grey and blue sweatpants, but some of them were a bit on the small side because I had a growth spurt over the winter.

I grabbed my shirt and threw it over my shoulder as Glenn and I walked over to his studio. Glenn smiled broadly and looked as excited as I was about developing my first film and seeing how I did.

Glenn’s studio was amazing! He built it himself in the back of their huge garden, and it had its own entrance. The studio was about eighteen by twenty feet and almost ten feet high. It had a light gray, concrete floor, and all windows had a panel, so it was possible to stop daylight from coming in. Or just a bit. All sorts of spots and tripods were in different corners. One corner had a table and kitchenette and served as the cantine. Behind the studio, there were two rooms. One had all kinds of backdrops, carpets, and various types of props stored, as the other room was a big darkroom to develop his pictures.

“Alright. Let’s develop this film. Did you grab the chemicals?”

“Sure did. Put it on the table inside the darkroom,” I said, feeling proud I thought about these things.

“Okay. Let’s get inside then, shall we?” Glenn smiled as he opened the door.

We opened the film during the next half hour, transferred it to the reel, and poured the development fixture into it. I checked the temperature very precisely, but Glenn insisted on checking it too. Next was the stop bath, the fixer, and the wetting agent. After I hung the film to dry, Glenn patted me on my back and complimented me on how well I did.

“Great job, Bud! Now we have to wait. Want a Coke?”

“Love to!” I said. “Do you mind if I check your latest portfolio?”

“Knock yourself out,” Glenn said and opened the fridge.

I knew Glenn had just finished his latest portfolio and was proud of what he did. I was very curious about the pictures, and when I noticed the book lying on the table in the canteen, I wanted to check it out right away.

There were all sorts of portraits in his portfolio. Some were family portraits, marriage photoshoots, and a few nature pictures. At the end of the book were the individual portraits, and I noticed some were a little revealing. Some women were topless. Or maybe it was just the idea of them being topless because the picture ended just above their nipples, showing the top half of their breasts. Most of them were in black and white, and these were really, really good in every way. I knew I wasn’t an expert yet, but everything was spot on in the composition, lighting, shadows, and all other things Glenn told me.

“You like them?” Glenn asked, looking over my shoulder.

“Yeah. They’re awesome!” was my enthusiastic reply.

I looked back at Glenn as I said this. That’s when I noticed another new portfolio book on the shelf behind him. I wondered why Glenn didn’t tell me about this one.

“What’s that?”

Glenn turned his head around to see what I was looking at. As his head turned back, I could see a sly smile across his face.

“These are my art pictures. I’m collecting these and hope to be able to expose them in a gallery someday,” he said with a dreamy look in his eyes.

“Wow! Can I see them?”

“Ehm… I don’t think your parents will approve. There’s nudity in it.”

“Porn? Do you do porn?” I asked with disbelief.

Glenn sighed and started, “No, no. I said nudity, not porn. These are two completely different things. I don’t blame you, but I hate it when people mix these up. Nudity is about the raw, human form in all its glory. Porn is about people having sex. Most of the time, they’re nude during the act, but there’s a huge difference. Remember that, bud!” Glenn said, and I could see the fire in his eyes.

“I see,” I said, not entirely sure if I got it, but it did make sense to me.

After a short pause, I asked, “If it isn’t porn, then I think I’m allowed to see it.”

Glenn laughed at that and looked me in my eyes.

“Look, I don’t want you to hide stuff from your parents. But I guess bending the rules a little won’t hurt you. I don’t think it’ll hurt you and if you want, you can look at it. But it’s up to you if you tell your parents or not.”

I let that sink in for a moment and nodded. Glenn reached out, grabbed the book, and handed it to me.

“Knock yourself out, Bud,” he said and walked over to the sink to make himself some tea.

I looked at the book’s cover and noticed an unfamiliar name, “Who’s Pyntar? I thought you made these?”

“Some of these pictures are… not to everyone’s likings. Some of these contain explicit imagery. Some have naked kids in ‘em. There are people who hate this and will accuse me of creating porn. Or even child pornography. I completely disagree because everyone involved did it with free will and no pressure or anything. But still…”

I thought for a second and said, “so people THINK it’s illegal and wrong, and they’ll accuse you of something you didn’t?”

“That’s about it. These pics are about the farthest from porn that I can imagine. It’s like I explained earlier. Nudity isn’t porn. Not by a longshot. So that’s why I created a pseudonym under which I publish these pictures. Just to keep it as far away from my regular pictures as possible. If people don’t buy my regular work anymore because of the other pics, I soon won’t have anything to eat anymore.”

“I get it, I guess,” I said with a serious look.

“So that’s why I created Pyntar. He’s a well-known figure in the art scene by now, and I can publish my best work under his name.”

By now, I was really curious about the pics in this portfolio. I was still standing at the kitchen table as I thumbed through the pages. Glenn was right! These pictures were even more impressive than the ones in the other book. Almost all the photos were in black and white, with a lot of detail for composition and lighting. After I turned the page, I saw a woman. She was obviously naked and photographed from the side. In the back, the sun almost completely filled the entire frame. This meant that only the woman’s silhouette was visible, but I could clearly make out her breasts, stiff nipples, and bush of pubic hairs.

The following picture was a copy of the one that hung in Glenn and Gloria’s living room. It represented Adam and Eve. There was a big tree in the middle of the frame, with a man and a woman on each side. The tree blocked the view of about half of each body. The woman held an apple at the same height as her head, her arm at what looked like a perfect ninety-degree angle. Their backs were to the camera in the living room picture, and we could see one butt cheek of both man and woman. But this picture was the frontal view. So I could see one breast, half of her pubes, and half of the man’s penis. The lighting and the way the tree played a central role in this picture were terrific, but the first boob I ever saw got my full attention.

I felt a minor stir in my underwear, so I quickly turned the page. This didn’t help. The following picture was clearly an ode to the traditional pictures back in the old days where the family had to pose. In the photo were a mother and a father, with their teenage son and daughter in front of them, standing and not smiling. But in this photo, all of them were nude. Their discomfort oozed from the picture, just like it did in the old photos. They were standing in what seemed like an old western-style cabin with a chair, candles, and other stuff from that time.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the boy and girl. The boy was a little older than me and had a bit of pubic hair. I guessed him to be thirteen or fourteen years old. The girl was slightly younger. There were barely noticeable hairs above her vagina, and her breasts just started to swell. Judging by her mother, she was bound to have pretty big breasts.

The stir in my pants took me by surprise. I was now sporting a full-blown erection and no way to hide it in these sweatpants. But I just had to keep looking because this was by far the most erotic thing I ever saw up until then.

“Like what you see?” Glenn chuckled as he put the mug of tea beside the book.

“I- um… I…” I said, blushing furiously and putting my hands over my obvious tent.

“No worries, Bud. I get it. Never seen a naked woman before?”

“No,” I timidly said.

“And don’t worry about your boner. Just beat off later, and you’re good,” Glenn said comfortingly.

I heard of the term ‘beating-off,’ but I didn’t have a clue about how to do it. I knew it had something to do with my stiffy, but that was about all. I knew I could trust Glenn completely, and I would never go to my dad about it. So I decided just to blurt it out, “How do I beat off? I don’t know how to do it.”

“Oh, crap…” Glenn muttered, “it’s… uh….”

I could see Glenn was thinking about how to tell me these things. I decided to keep my mouth shut because Glenn was the best bet I had on this matter.

“Ah, what the hell… When you grow older, you get these stiffies, just like you do now. You get them more and more. Do you know why your penis gets stiff?”

“So I can put it inside a woman to make babies?” I tried as I recently learned about the basic mechanics.

“Right. But by getting stiffies, erections, or boners at this age, your body is preparing you for the real deal. And you can help your body with that practice by simulating sex.”

“Okay…” I said questioningly, still not sure where this was going.

“Look… You’re getting aroused, or horny as we call it, by looking at beautiful naked people. You need to help your body by releasing the pressure. You simulate sex by using your hand until you feel the most amazing feeling there is.”

“But HOW do I do this?” I asked, needing a little more certainty about what Glenn meant.

Glenn put up two fingers of his left hand, made a fist with his right, and slid it over the two fingers.

“Like that. Well… not over your fingers. If you know what I mean,” Glenn said, blushing himself.

“Ah! I think I get it,” I smiled, looking down at my tent.

After two more pages with pictures of naked men and women, the buzzer went.

“Let’s see how you did,” Glenn said, clearly relieved he was out of the woods here and patted me on my back.

We went into the darkroom. I was still stiff as a board, but we both ignored that fact and focused on the task at hand. Glenn seemed to be impressed by my work, and after we selected the three best pictures, we started with the process of getting them printed.

“See? That last bath really does the trick,” Glenn said excitedly.

The print was lying in the bath with chemicals, and despite the yellow light, I could see the colors emerge.

“Wow!” I said, holding my first picture in my hands.

“You did an awesome job, Bud,” Glenn complimented me.

We cleaned up, locked the studio, and went inside. Gloria was preparing dinner, and I proudly showed her the three pictures. She was amazed by them and gave me a big kiss and said that I could have the best piece of the meat. Glenn groaned and mumbled, “I never get to choose when I do a good job.”

We all laughed at that and ate our dinner. After dinner was over and the dishes were clean and back where they belonged, we went outside and played a few board games. It was getting dark when Gloria announced it was time for bed. So I got up, hugged Gloria, and thanked her for the wonderful meal.

“Shall I go with you, dear, and show you everything?” Gloria asked.

After Gloria showed me around, I brushed my teeth and went into my bedroom. I hesitated slightly but dropped my pants, pulled up my PJs, and crawled into the bed.

“No shirt?” Gloria asked.

“Nah. I usually sleep in just my underwear. But mom said I should take my pajamas.”

“I don’t care, dear! Heck, you can sleep in the buff if you like,” she laughed.

I immediately took off my PJs and kicked them out under the sheets.

“Better?”

“Better.” I smiled.

“If there’s anything you need, just call out, and we’ll come. Okay?” Gloria said and kissed me on my forehead.

“Thanks! Good night.”

“Good night, dear.”

The moment the room was dark, images of the naked girl and her brother filled my mind. I was instantly hard, and I remembered what Glenn told me. So I slipped down my underwear and gripped my willie. I moved my fist down over it, but nothing substantial happened. It didn’t feel too bad either, but that was all. So I tried it again. And again. Nothing.

I was feeling a bit panicked about it. Did I do something wrong, was my penis broken, couldn’t I have kids later? I contemplated my options and decided to call out.

“GLENN!” I called out.

Nothing. So I shouted louder, “GLENN!!”

I heard movement downstairs and footsteps in the hallway. Moments later, they were on the stairs, and as the footsteps came closer, I was sure it was Glenn.

He softly opened the door and asked, “What is it, bud? Can’t sleep?”

“No. It’s just that… It isn’t working,” I whispered.

“What isn’t work… oh….”

“Can you help me?” I asked, feeling the tears welling up, “I feel stupid for not… and that I can’t…”

“Relax, Bud. I… um…”

Glenn sighed deeply and lifted his weight from one foot to the other. I could see his internal struggle as he stood there indecisively. Finally, he turned around, closed the door, and clicked on the bedside light.

“Look. I know you can’t talk to your mom or dad about this. They wouldn’t understand. So I’ll help you. But you have to promise to keep this between us. This is a way bigger secret than the pictures. Get it? Adults aren’t supposed to do this, and I can go to jail for it.”

“Really? But why? I’m the one asking for help,” I said, totally unclear about why this wasn’t allowed.”Is this the same as with these pictures you publish as Pyntar?”

“Something like that, yeah. But this is illegal. Period. So not a word. Not even to Gloria, okay?”

“Okay. Not a word. Promise.”

“Right. Why uh… why don’t you show me how you do it?” Glenn softly asks, a flush spreading across his face.

My undies were still around my ankles from my previous attempt, so there was no need to pull them down. And exposing myself this way to Glenn didn’t feel strange at all. I just knew he understood the situation and probably had seen hundreds of willies. So I kicked down the blanket, exposing my boner, and looked at Glenn’s reaction. His face remained expressionless.

Feeling the need to act, I grabbed my willie, wrapped my fist around it, and slid it down. After doing this, I looked at Glenn and said, “See? Nothing happens.”

I could see the surprise in Glenn’s eyes as he looked at me. Then, slowly, a smile appeared on his face, and I could see a twinkle in his eyes.

“You need to repeatedly move it up and down,” he said, obviously holding back a chuckle.

“Huh?” I asked, unclear what he meant.

Glenn made a fist and repeatedly moved it up and down in the air. “Like this.” So I let go of my penis and moved my hand in the air too.

“Right. But then you do it on your peter.”

I grabbed my willie again and did what Glenn said. I moved it down, but instead of keeping my hand there, I slid it back up. But when I reached the end of my boner, I felt like my skin was being torn off.

“OUCH!” I hissed loudly.

“You need to loosen your grip a bit,” I heard Glenn say.

“Nevermind…” I said, feeling embarrassed as hell, and fought back the tears.

I reached for the blanket in an attempt to regain some dignity when Glenn said, “Oh, no you don’t! You need to figure this out once and for all,” and his hand prevented me from pulling up the blanket.

“But it isn’t working. Maybe my peter isn’t built for this,” I tried.

“Listen, Bud. Once you’ve figured it out, you’ll be thankful you did. What about…” Glenn softly said, not finishing his sentence.

“What?” I asked eagerly.

Glenn sighed and continued, “What if I show you? I mean, really.”

“Would you?” I asked, feeling glad Glenn didn’t give up.

“Sure. But I’d have to touch you. You know…” and he nodded toward my willie.

“I don’t mind,” I said, laying my hands beside my body in an attempt to give him all the access he needed.

What happened next was utterly mind-blowing. The moment Glenn’s fingers wrapped around my willie, all my nerves seemed to go off at once. I felt him sliding up and down over my stiff willie, noticing how good his fingers felt on my skin. Before long, I started panting and pushed back against Glenn’s hand.

“See? Feels good, right?” he whispered, not missing a beat.

“Ohhh,” I moaned, “I think I need to pee! Stop… Stop!!” I said, afraid I was going to wet the bed.

“Shh…” Glenn said in an assuring voice, ”you’re about to cum. Don’t worry, just let it happen. You won’t pee. Trust me!”

These words put me at ease, and I started focusing on the good feelings in my groin. The pace of Glenn’s up and down motion quickened, and I felt something build inside my ass, close to my balls. The tingle spread out all over my body, and my vision went blurry.

“I… ahhh… ahhhh… AHHH!” I heard myself pant.

After that, my brain exploded. I couldn’t think anymore, and as my body stiffened, my willie started kicking, and my balls tried to pull back inside my body. After that initial internal explosion, every feeling focused back on my willie. After that, all I could feel was the kicking of my willie inside Glenn’s hand.

Glenn’s motion slowed down significantly, which was good because I was getting very sensitive down there now. After I slowly regained my breath, my vision returned too. I noticed Glenn smiling at me as he let go of my willie. I realized I had an ear-to-ear smile on my face and was feeling spent.

“Think you can manage on your own the next time?” Glenn smiled.

“I guess. But if I can’t, I can always ask for help, right?”

“Umm… Let’s just see how it goes, okay?” Glenn responded, obviously not too thrilled about a second run.

I looked down my belly toward my softening willie. It didn’t change after that good feeling. It wasn’t bigger or smaller. Nor did it have a different color or anything. I did read somewhere that this was called an orgasm and that it was needed to create babies. But I couldn’t see the sperm that was necessary for it.

“Are you sure you did it right?”

“Why? Didn’t it feel good enough for you?” Glenn chuckled.

“No. It’s just that… I don’t see any sperm. There’s supposed to be sperm, right?”

“Oh, that. Nah… Don’t worry. You’re too young to make sperm. I guess a few more months, and you’ll start with that. And when you masturbate then, you’ll feel it coming out. If that happens, just tell me, and I’ll make sure to get you some tissues to clean it up.”

“Oh,” I said, slightly disappointed.

“Don’t worry, Bud. You can start beating off anyway. Still feels amazing, right?” Glenn said, and he slapped me on my shoulder as he got up.

“I guess you’re right,” I said, kicked off my undies, and pulled up the blanket.

Glenn walked over to the door and looked back at me with his hand on the doorknob.

“Night, Bud! Sweet dreams.”

“Night. And thanks. A lot!” I smiled.

“You’re welcome. Remember! Not a word!”

“I remember. Don’t worry,” I said and turned on my side.

Glenn clicked off the light and closed the door behind him. After this, I felt drained but was also very excited because I finally managed to have an orgasm. I thought about how right Glenn was that I could never talk to my parents about this and how lucky I was that Glenn didn’t mind. Before I knew it, I was out like a light.

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