So I have been a photographer for over 11 class but I have always photographed womanhood in glamour or art nude styles. Personally though I am bi-sexual and love the hot and muggy Sessions with cat just as much as with girls.

Recently I opened my own exposure studio apartment and with that in psyche I had the arrant opportunity to give some duplicate fun on my photoshoots. I have fucked a good few female models on shoots in the past and thought it was about metre to try my hazard with the guys.

I couldn’t use my rule road to find a manlike model as all the ones on the modelling sites were pro models, so my only promise laid in sites like Craigslist and Backpage. So one day I thought I’d sting the bullet and put an ad up to see if any guys would be interested in a photoshoot. It took me a little while to spell the ad so that I could get the diction just right. I wanted to realise indisputable I attracted the ripe type of guy, while still trying to make it look professional. Eventually I had my ad finished and I posted it up on Craigslist. It didn’t take long to start getting the typical scammers and clip waster e-mail, and after a few hours I was kind of losing Hope. It was getting late so I decided to bundle it in for the night and check again in the morning.

The next morning time when I awoke I checked my speech sound and emails as I normally do. I scanned through the legion scam emails, deleting them as I went, until eventually one caught my eye. A guy called Apostle Paul had messaged saying he was interested in the shoot and he had been wanting to do something like it for a piece. My ad had mentioned about doing an “ erotic ” shoot so those who applied kind of knew what was involved, so I wasn’t surprised that he had included a selfie mental picture of himself. It was a clothed pic but I could see he had a nice anatomy, was reasonably tall and had a expert look about him. I decided to reply and ask him when he was available to do the shoot. It was another couple of minute before I got a reply from him but I was excited when he did. He said that he was available pretty a good deal any eventide during the week, which worked perfectly for me. So after a couple of emails and school text message back and Forth River we eventually settled on a day and time.

Fast forward a few sidereal day and it’s the day of the shoot. The shoot was scheduled to start at 6pm so I made sure enough I was at the studio nice and ahead of time to piddle trusted everything was set up and make. At about 5:45 Paul turned up at the studio. His picture didn’t do him justice though. He was about 6ft tall, kind of muscly build and forgetful brown hairsbreadth. He was wearing a dainty loaded duo of dungaree and a shirt and already I was turned on. We had a little chat while I showed him around the studio. We discussed the sets I wanted to use and the types of characterization I wanted to get. I didn’t explain though that I wanted to have a lilliputian fun during the shoot as I wanted it to just happen naturally if it did. He did divulge though while we were chatting that he had done some recreational pic with a partner a few years ago but they were taken on a phone and weren’t that soundly. What I found out later though was that it was a male pardner and he was bi-sexual ; - )

Eventually we got down to the actual shoot and we started working in the living elbow room set first. We started off with just some rule fashion type shoots, clothed of form, so I could allay him into being in-front of the camera. He didn’t take long to unlax into it though and soon enough the shoot was really flowing well. After a few guesswork Apostle of the Gentiles started to withdraw his shirt, until eventually it was off completely and he was standing there in just his dungaree and shoes. He had a good physical structure, not ripped but toned just right. Not too a great deal body haircloth either. I could feel my pants getting a little tighter at the though of what he would search like naked. We carried on shooting for a little while until we decided to motivate onto a dissimilar set. I suggested we move on to the bedroom set and he agreed.

So we moved on to the bedchamber set but as it was to a greater extent of a boudoir dash Saint Paul had to lose some to a greater extent of the clothes. He was more than happy to when I suggested it. He stripped down to just his briefs, a nice cockeyed opprobrious pair of CK with a white rim. I could see now he had a nice package stowed away in those briefs. We started to inject and I had him in various placement on or around the bed. I was getting harder and harder now, watching him bending, stretching and flexing, and I suggested he withdraw the briefs. He slid them down and pulled them off over his feet, kicking them out of the way. He had a lovely looking hammer, although it was delicate it was still quite large, and I knew that it would be a giant when it got hard. We started to germinate again but this time I got him to pose in Thomas More “ provocative ” affectation, getting the firing just right so it shined off his lovely tight fanny and his swinging peter and glob. I couldn’t avail myself though and wanted to see that turncock hard, so I suggested we step things up a bit.

“ You want me to get hard ? ” Paul said

I stammered a little bit and said, yeah that should look good in the pics. Although what I was thinking was yeah that would bet good in my oral fissure and arse.

He sat down on the end of the bed and leaned back a lilliputian. He reached down and take hold of hold of his rooster. He slowly started to rub it up and down while I stood there and took pics from every slant I could. My putz was now shake hard and aching to get out of my pants. It didn’t take long for him to get fully hard and what a sight it was. It must have been a good 7-8inches and quite thick. It was quite veiny as well and no foreskin. He must have known it was turning me on as he kept on looking at me while he was stroking his turncock, with those eyes saying “ come and get it ”. I kept on shooting though, not knowing whether to lay down a move or not. I didn’t have to urinate the first relocation though, Paul did.

“ You got a remote control for that camera ? ” Apostle Paul said

“ I do yeah ” I replied

“ How about we get some photograph together then ? ” he said

I was a lilliputian taken back by it and I probably looked a bit floor but I stumbled and said “ Yeah sure, hang on a sec while I get the tripod and trigger ”.

I quickly rushed off to catch my tripod and remote control trigger. When I came back Paul was now standing and still stroking his cock. He watched me as I quickly set up my camera on the tripod and angled it so it would be capable to capture everything we were doing. Once done I walked over towards Paul,

“ Hold on a sec, what are you doing ? ” he asked

“ Errrr ” I replied

“ If I’m naked in these flick you need to be as well ” he joked

I gave him a trivial smiling and started to divest off, throwing my clothes out of the way of the pic orbit. I pulled my boxers down and my still hard putz bounced out like a jack in the box.

“ I knew you were enjoying it a bit too often ” Paul the Apostle smiled

I smiled back and walked over to him. I got us posed and started taking a few snaps using my remote trigger. As we posed though we got closer together until eventually I could palpate our cocks pressing against each former. I couldn’t help myself and with my free hand I reached down and wrapped it around his now rock hard turncock. It twitched as I grabbed it and I looked down at my hired hand around his tool. It looked so good. I started to stroke it a little and looked up to see Paul staring straight at me. The side by side thing I know is I feel his hand reach around my cock and we both start slowly stroking. Still holding the remote control for my camera I start snapping away, and carried on as we moved our mouths closer until our lips were locked together in a passionate kiss. I must have got carried away as I dropped the gun trigger and moved my hand up to go for his face while we kissed. Our tongues dancing around each others mouths, our custody slowly caressing each others hard cocks.

We must have stood there kissing and wanking each former for a honest 5-10mins before I needed that prick in my mouth. I pulled away from the fondling and started to push him back towards the bed so he would sit on the end of it. He did and I slowly got down to my knees. Paul leaned back on the bed so he was resting on his human elbow, and I slowly parted his legs so I could manoeuvre mediate them and get to his gorgeous cock. I moistened my mouth a little more and then slowly ran my natural language up the under English of his dick, right from the base to the tip. Running my tongue around the tip of his cock I gently inserted just the top into my mouth, until the whole capitulum was in. My backtalk locked around the head I used my clapper to work around it. I could hear Paul moaning a little and he seemed to be enjoying it. I gradually worked my way down his shaft, getting it as late as I could, before pulling it out again. His cock was coated in my drivel and I quickly sank it back into my mouth again, nearly gagging on it. I grasped a deal around the base of his putz while I slid my mouth up and down, following my rima oris with my hand, getting faster with each stroke. My own cock bouncing around as my body shook with my up and down movements.

I felt like I had been sucking him off for ages before Saul of Tarsus finally motioned for me to hold on. He looked down at me and without saying anything he motioned me to land my cock to him. I stood up, a little weak legged, and climbed on the bed on top of him, my wooden leg either side of his. He laid down on the bed and I moved myself up so my turncock was near his sass and my balls were resting at the top of his chest. He raised his point enough to get hold of and started licking the head of my peter. I was gagging for it and moved myself closer so that he could swallow the whole thing. He took my whole distance like a pro, swallowing it as deep as he could. I helped by thrusting my cock down he throat whenever I could, and I could learn him gagging at times, at which stage I slowed it down a picayune. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming, until eventually I couldn’t take it any more.

“ I’m cumming ” I shouted

Paul didn’t stop though and he carried on, getting faster. Eventually I could feel it, my balls tightening, my cock throbbing, and I couldn’t hold it. With a flashy moan I shot my hot lode straight into the back of Paul’s throat. He swallowed the lot, every hold up drop of it. Licking my hammer clean and jerk once he had swallowed my payload. Exhausted I sat there above him panting, and he looked up at me,

“ Get on all four ” he said

I knew what was coming next, I was going to get ram down and I couldn’t want anything else more at that distributor point. I climbed off and positioned myself on all 4s at the end of the bed. Paul got off the side of the bed and walked around to the bottom, just where he needed to be. I got down on my elbow so as the thrust my arse further up and make my hole more accessible for him. Next I felt his manlike mitt start stroking my butt brass, parting them slightly so he could run a finger's breadth over my maw. I was getting so fucking horny at this point in time. He then grabbed time lag of his shaft and started rubbing it over my prat cheeks and between my crack, pushing it a little on my tight jam. He then grabbed my arse boldness and parted them, leant over and I heard his spitting on my yap. Plenty of it as well as I was really smashed. He then got his cock and began rubbing it over my hole so as to overcompensate it in his saliva. My external respiration was getting deeper, knowing the soreness, and pleasure to come any minute now.

And then it came. I felt Paul slowly trying to advertize his thick cock into my soused golf hole, but it wouldn’t go. He spat on it again and tried again, this prison term pushing harder. I could palpate my hole starting to inflate around his head, I was loving it. It didn’t take long until my hole had expanded all the way and was now hugging tightly to his voiceless cock. He kept on pushing until he couldn’t get any more in. I could palpate his cock stretching my inside, pushing every mingy brawniness aside as it made itself fit. Paul the Apostle then grabbed my hips tight and began to slide his cock out, not all the way, and then pushed it back in again. I couldn’t help but moan as he pushed it back in. Grabbing my hip tighter he started to slowly slide his cock in and out of me, building up pace as he went. Eventually he was smashing his throbbing cock into me and my moaning was getting louder and louder, it felt so thoroughly. It wasn’t farsighted though until Saul was set to flash his load.

“ I’m gon na cum, where do you want it ? ” he moaned at me

Taken up in the cam stroke of passionateness I just shouted “ fill up me up ”

Me saying that must have sent him into overdrive and he started pounding me harder and faster, Paul the Apostle breathing getting faster and his moaning getting louder. Suddenly his bobby pin on my articulatio coxae got tighter and he thrust is rooster into me as deep as he cock. I could feel his cock pulsating and pounding as he pumped his cum deep into my muddle. He thrust a pair of times to make sure he got every bit out, before he slowly pulled his cock out, popping out of my tight hole. I collapsed on the bed and I felt Alice Paul flop on the bed next to me, both of us panting out of breath. I could now feel a warm trickle of cum oozing out of my maw. We led on the bed for the next 5-10mins getting our breath back and chatting. As I got up I felt the rest of his cum run down the interior of my leg. I grabbed my boxers and used them to clean myself up. We both then got dressed and had another niggling chat before left the studio.

I collapsed onto my desk professorship with a Brobdingnagian smile on my face, grabbed my photographic camera and started to copy the photos onto my laptop. Lets just say that when I looked through them I got all horny again and hand myself a quick wank as I scanned through them.

Something I will be doing again, very soon.