The Watcher

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Terry looked at his watch and then the array of monitors set in front of his desk. He was feeling annoyed as time grew closer to when the early morning occupants would soon be arriving and he hadn’t been able to enjoy his after midnight jerk off. It was all the fault of that new tenant up on the 10^th floor of the building.

While his brooding eyes scanned the monitors for any sign of life, his hand reached down to push his cock to one side. He was horny and was itching to relieve the ache, but he couldn’t chance it as long as Richard was still prowling the building. The guy wasn’t bad looking for an older guy, and he did have a rather interesting build to him, but that was as far as it got with Terry.

Richard Longtree was the new tenant, a consultant was all that he knew. He had taken up the three empty offices and foyer on the 10^th,  where he was looking now. All he could see was the lit reception area where he had hoped to see more. Like Longtree leaving but instead it was empty. Sort of like his own existence as he sat back in the chair, wishing for some excitement.

Terry was only 25 but he had been working the night shift here for 3 years now. No one else wanted the job of staying awake guarding a relatively empty office building from midnight to 8am. Still he found it interesting at times, like when that old fart up on the 18^th who showed up every Thursday night with a couple of hot young men.

Couple of times Terry had seen one or two sneaking out of the office to use the washrooms, stark naked, which had helped his midnight whack off sessions. The guy was a jerk, but he did have good taste in men. Still he had to admit, for action and putting on a show, the guy was rather boring. Compared to the photographer who had the 5^th floor, who always seemed to have something going on, and didn’t really hide it either. Hell the guy was also a good tipper, but scantily clad women just wasn’t Terry’s thing as he continued to glance across the various screens.

He flipped a few switches and looked a bit closer at the monitors that covered the underground parking. Sometimes a few would sneak in when late night tenants left. They could put on a good show too, unless they were prowling. Then he usually just called the cops to deal with it, but for the most part he just watched.

The building was in an older part of town, and lots of street people seemed to be around at night. Most were old and he generally chased them off. Besides they would relieve themselves in the corners, which really pissed him off. He was the one who generally had to clean  it up, so he tried to not give them the chance. Then there were the college kids that would sneak in from the little community college nearby.

Now those generally sneaked in with their dates. They weren’t there to prowl, but to do some good old fashioned humping which always gave him a bit of fun. He would smirk too, at how some of the girls hadn’t a clue on how to suck a guy off either. That would always give him a bit of a chuckle and he had to admit, some of those guys were hot.

Looking over the monitors, he couldn’t help but recall the time he spotted two guys sneak in. At first he thought they might be street kids looking to find a quick score, but that quickly changed. The taller one grabbed the shorter one as soon as they were inside, and pulled him off to the side, almost invisible from the security cameras, but not totally. He was surprised as he saw the tall kid reach around and kiss the shorter one.

His cock got immediately hard as he adjusted the monitor to zoom in. The lighting wasn’t the best, but he could see the features better. He noticed that the short one had a curly mop of red hair and was shedding his coat while still kissing the taller one. It was certainly a rather hard kiss and he couldn’t help but notice that the taller one was groping the redhead’s ass pretty hard.

Terry could feel his own excitement as he fine tuned the camera to catch all the action. He licked his lips as he watched the redhead sink down to his knees and tug at the taller guy’s pants. He couldn’t see clearly enough, but he knew exactly what was happening. His groin began to ache as he squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of the exposed body.

It amazed him that they would even be there, given how cold it was out that night, but it didn’t seem to stop them. He saw the redhead’s moving in and out from the taller boy’s groin. It was friggin frustrating to watch, because he couldn’t see shit. He watched groping his own cock as the redhead kept sucking and then Terry got his break. The little one pulled his head back and reached his hand out to grab at the taller one’s cock. In that moment he saw the hard pole jutting out and he almost cried out.

The fucking thing was huge, even from his vantage point. It had a small little bend in it just past the head and he could see the head of it. Fuck it was huge, he had thought, wondering how the redhead had been able to gobble it all up in his mouth. The kid must be good at giving head, and he watched as the kid started to lick the hard pole. He was able to see more of the huge dick and felt his own hand pulling on his cock.

He was enjoying watching the redhead move. His head would twist around as he licked the hard pole, going all the way to lick at the root and pubic hairs. He would slide the cock shaft along his mouth and then suddenly pop it into his mouth. He liked that and hated it too. After all he wanted to see it. Still the way the redhead sucked and stroked the cock was a show he was enjoying.

Terry found his own cock exposed, as he leaned closer to the monitor, ignoring the rest of the screens. He tried to zoom in more and had some success, as he could see a bit better. The way the kid sucked was amazing, and he could feel the lust through the camera shot. The taller kid was starting to gyrate his hips while his hands held onto the redhead’s shoulders, then head.

No mistaking that things were going fast either. The taller kid has his head tilted back more than not. His hands were gripping at the redhead’s curls, tugging on them even. The redhead seemed to not notice, as his head was a blur, moving along the long shaft, the odd pink of his tongue showing as he licked at the thick shaft.

His own hand was stroking his cock fast. He could feel his breath growing shallow as his eyes stared at the scene in front. His body was shaking as he watched the redhead suck. It was unbelievable at how one second he could see the cock, then it would disappear deep into the redhead’s throat. It must have made him gag but he obviously knew how to handle it.

The feeling in his groin had been intense as he watched the redhead suddenly slow down. He was moving his head in and out, and the taller kid was shaking. His hands were pulling the redhead’s hair, but he was still keeping a slow pace. Then it picked up in a rush and he saw the kneeling kid’s hands reach up to grab at the taller one’s hips.

His imagination was good, and he was certain he could feel the strength of the grip that the redhead was applying to the taller kid. It had to hurt but he doubted if he would notice. His shallow breathing became more like a pant as he watched the taller boy start to tremble. The head suddenly tossed back on the shoulders, and the motion stopped.

The redhead had his head buried hard into the groin of the taller guy. He could see him shake a little and Terry knew that the tall kid was shooting his load. His hand moved in a blur as he brought himself to that same point. He felt the hot sticky cum flowing between his fingers as the tall kid pulled the redhead right into his groin. He could see the small indentations of the muscles contracting on the exposed thighs. He almost thought he could feel it as he watched the hips shoot out, and he wished he could hear the obvious scream of pleasure. The tall kids mouth was wide open, and Terry knew he had to be screaming.

It was over before he knew it. The redhead was now standing up and kissing the tall kid again. Terry knew that he was sharing the cum with him that had filled his mouth. He wiped his own mouth, tasting his own dried cum as he watched them hold each other, kissing. Terry wished he had a mike on the camera, so he could applaud or maybe even get an encore?

He hadn’t realized how much that memory had meant to him either. He stared down at the array of monitors to notice that the lights were off on the 10^th and he quickly tried to stuff his spent cock back into his pants. Christ, all he needed was for the new guy to see him half undressed, whacking off to nothing but a memory.

Still he wouldn’t mind if Longtree spotted him. After all, the guy had a nice build, and as he thought about it, he could feel his cock stiffening again. He was feeling horny again, wondering if those two would ever find their way back. Maybe they would do a little more next time he thought, as the elevator opened and out walked the new guy.

Terry’s mouth dropped open as he realized that Longtree wasn’t alone. Right next to him was a familiar face. The small curly haired boy from the other night was with him and as he passed, heading towards the parking garage elevators, he turned to Terry and smiled. It was almost as if he knew that he had been recognized. Impossible but the strange glint in Longtree’s eyes also made him pause.

His pants were zipped up but as the two entered the elevator, Terry quickly turned to bring up the parking garage cameras onto the main screens. His hand was already pulling his cock out, as he watched the older man and redhead emerge from the 2^nd floor elevator bank. The redhead was leaning next to Longtree, who had his arm around the smaller boy’s shoulder. They were walking very slowly, almost as if they knew.

He kept watching as they walked to the lone parked car. Longtree pulled out something, and he saw the taillights flash. Terry watched as Longtree reached out and squeezed the redhead’s butt cheeks. The firm looking cheeks shook as the redhead turned and reached out with his one hand, to grope at Longtree’s crotch.

It was all making him super horny, as his hand was stroking his cock, when the boy moved away, looked over his shoulder then moved to get into the car on the other side. Terry watched as Longtree followed the boy with his head, then he turned to open the driver’s side door. Before he stepped in he turned his head up and over his own shoulder, to stare directly at the spot where the surveillance camera was located.

Terry saw him grin at the camera, almost as if he knew that Terry was watching. Still smiling he got into the car and started it up. As he backed the car out, the window seemed to roll down and once more Terry could see Longtree’s face. Despite that look, all Terry could think about, was how that redhead had taken that huge cock into his mouth. He wondered if Longtree was also that big, as his hand continued to stroke at his cock.

As his hand stroked the shaft, he felt rather happy. After all, not often he got to whack off twice in a night.

Maximum Refresh Rate

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Rodney quickly turned on the computer, tapping his thin tapered fingers while the machine did its thing. He was impatient, as he had slept in a little and hoped he hadn’t missed on the morning pleasures he was used to viewing. There was something about the latest additions to his favourite cam site that made him eager to start the day.

He had been on the verge of cancelling his membership to the site until they brought in Carl to join the other five guys. It was one of those frat type houses or such and their were live feeds from virtually every room of the house, including the broom closet. Strange that one, yet two of the guys actually had used it for some groping, while playing a joke on one of the others.

Thinking about it, he got a bit more excited as the screen flashed and did its ritualistic hiccups before the damn thing was ready for his fondling. Rodney liked to call it that, because frankly it was where he got the best sex, from his computer.

It wasn’t like he was a virgin, just that he found it difficult to meet new people and to get them naked. He wasn’t what you would call an Adonis but then he wasn’t exactly ugly either. Least not in his mind, and so what if he had a bit of a belly hanging, didn’t stop his dick from being seen. Yet many of the ‘yuppies’ at the bar seemed to look down on him, which is one reason why he loved his computer.

On the machine, he didn’t have a beer gut, nor was his hair going balding either. Online he was a virile stud, one that age had no effect on which is how he liked it. Staring at the screen as his browser searched for the cam site, he let his hand reach down and pat his amble belly. It felt cold to the touch, as he licked his thin lips.

Already he was preparing himself for disappointment and yet still hoping that he would catch Carl still in the house. Carl was about mid to late 20’s he thought, even though the site listed him as 21. Somehow he just looked older but damn he had a fine body. The guy had to be over 6foot and yet he didn’t pack the weight either. He looked beefy enough, not a skinny runt or beanpole look. Yet you could sort of tell that he wasn’t one who spent his time working out for hours like the others.

Carl was different from them. He had a morning job then classes at the college in the afternoon. For the most part he also had an evening job so he wasn’t really around much, even on weekends, but when he was, he was hot. Rarely did he walk around the house naked, or in his underwear, but then that was part of his charm. He would generally appear shirtless and in tight jeans. You could really see the bulge when he was aroused, and the thought of undoing those pants, of releasing his dick was very arousing, least for Rodney.

He could feel his hand reaching through the open bath robe he was wearing, and lightly caressing his groin. The mere thought of Carl, sitting in the big armchair, legs drawn up to his chin, his bare feet dangling over the edge made Rodney shiver in anticipation. That was Carl’s standard position in the main room, each morning.

Course that was always after a nice hot shower and some very interesting towelling off. God how he liked watching that every morning and he hoped he hadn’t missed it all. The way Carl would wrap the towel around himself, exposing his groin and always hard dick was most entertaining.

To see that pink flesh encased in a nice soft white towel, the bluish purple head jutting out from the folds, was something that always made Rodney choke a little. If only he could touch it, to let his own tongue run around it and make it grow even more. Now that would be something worth having he thought as he typed in his username and password and clicked on the icon for streaming video connection.

While the tips of his fingers circled his own cock head, he couldn’t help but think of Carl. The guy had a nice cock and it always was enjoyable to see it out and available. He loved the way it looked when soft too, though in all honesty, he had rarely seen it that way. Carl always seemed horny when on camera, which was one more reason Rodney enjoyed him. The guy played it up, obviously, but he didn’t care. The guy was built just right. Well proportioned and sexy too. The way his hair was always neatly trimmed and combed, no fake mousse or joy jel there, thankfully. It was all natural looking and he should know, after all he spent every morning watching Carl groom himself.

The way he would brush his teeth and floss. Not always a pretty site, but it was nice to see that Carl at least took care to not gross too many out, while still maintaining his dental care. The others didn’t bother too much and he wondered how anyone would want to kiss them, given how little attention they paid to their teeth and mouth. Carl at least rinsed his mouth often and that too was rather sexy.

To see him tilt his head back, the Adam’s apple bopping up and down as he gurgled. Then the rinse in the mouth and the head coming down over the sink to spit. It made him horny just thinking about it at times, as the stiffening cock in his hands attested to.

The video player was now up and running and he quickly searched the various cameras, and there he was. Just as he had imagined, sitting in the big armchair. His face looked scrubbed as did his feet. Rodney zoomed the screen and scrolled down to stare at the toes. They kept wiggling while Carl kept reading the paper. It was his daily ritual and Rodney enjoyed the idea of taking those toes in his hands and rubbing them. Then he would bend down to take each one individually into his mouth, to taste and lick them, knowing how it would make Carl groan with pleasure.

Leaning back in his own chair, the image of him and Carl alone together was overpowering. He thought he could smell the shampoo even, but then that was no surprise. He had seen what kind Carl used and now he too used it. It was all part of his fantasy and so what if some might think it strange. After all, it was all that, just a fantasy. Though at times, stroking his own hard cock he wished it would be more.

Rodney wished he could literally be there, to smell Carl after he came home from work. The idea of him undressing Carl, of touching his flesh was always a thought that would get him panting a little. He knew it would never happen, specially when he had written the sites owners and gotten back a terse reply. Still it didn’t daunt him from thinking that one day, he just might meet Carl. Then he’d show him what sex was really like. None of that quick wham bam thank you crap the others practised.

For him he’d take his time, in undressing Carl. Piece by piece he’d get him naked, then slowly lay him out on the bed. He would let his own body nestle against the hot flesh of his Carl, and slowly begin to taste him, to let his tongue travel all along that perfectly toned body.

He would taste it all, from the rough cheeks of Carl’s face to the calloused bottoms of his feet. His tongue would caress and moisten it all, every inch of that young man. His hands would gently move behind, touching and tweaking here and there. No long lingering though but he would insure that each of those rather large nipples would know they had been attended to. Hell, he’d nipple on them even as he knew it made Carl excited.

Just as he knew that Carl loved to have his belly touched and licked. The small little tufts of hair that led to his groin would be matted by his saliva as he would spend extra time licking and caressing around the oblong shaped belly button. To think of licking that and then knowing that just below was heaven itself.

There he would outshine even himself. For there was what made him ache for Carl, to want him so much that he even changed his entire morning schedule just so he could be alone with Carl online. The browser showed not many others were watching, which suited him fine. Besides they didn’t appreciate Carl like he did as he found himself stroking his cock faster with each flicker of his video player.

His eyes grew a bit glassy as he thought about him and Carl, at how he would please him and make him realize that even if Rodney was a bit overweight, it wouldn’t matter. He could see it as he felt his body grow rigid. The way he would slowly let his head move down and nestle on Carl’s flat belly. His eyes turned downwards, to gaze at the manhood that would be sticking up and dripping.

Just to look at it that way would be worth what he had in his bank account he thought. Still he knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until he actually touched and drank from that gorgeous pole that would be standing rigid before his eyes. The thick shaft at the base would need a special touch, that only he could give it.

He would start by licking around it, and moving down so he could gauge how Carl was enjoying it. His hands would gently push open those rather furry legs so he could work his tongue around that thick base. The dark pubic hairs would be well matted down as he would make sure of that. Kissing and licking at the inner thighs would be just the beginning of his worship of the man’s penis.

Letting his imagination run on, Rodney felt the growing thickness of his own cock. His hands were moving faster and his balls began their tell tale ache as he thought more about Carl, about how he would suck on that thick pulsing pole. His tongue would rake the head, then slither down the underside, tasting all of it, and feeling the pulsing vein that always showed when Carl was fully erect.

He felt himself arch upwards, the pain in his groin unbearable as his hands clenched the pole between his legs. His body shook as it jerked upwards and his knees banged up into the metal desk, the computer shaking as his body exploded. The stream of hot sticky cum came flooding out between his fingers as the image of him licking Carl’s own cock began to fade. The smell of his own body, his own man scent permeated the room as he shivered and collapsed back down into the chair.

Rodney’s eyes were watered and he felt totally drained as he stared ahead, not seeing anything. Slowly the flickering of his monitor made him glance downwards, to see an empty armchair. He sighed, knowing that once more his morning ritual had been completed before his fantasy.

One day, he swore, he would hold on until he had completed the dream, had felt all that the fantasy could bring him. Standing up, Rodney headed back to his own bathroom, to shower using Carl’s brand of shampoo, toothpaste and floss. Then he’d dress and head off to work, shutting off his own cameras, leaving the screen blank to those who had watched his morning ritual.

The Camera Never Lies

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Ken couldn’t believe how easy it had been to get the faculty adviser to sign off on the project, nor did he even believe how simple it had been to get the entire school on board. Hell the Coach even congratulated him, as if he was one of his selected warriors, despite his geeky appearance. Part of him felt a bit bad about the deception, but hell it wasn’t like he was making them have sex with him or anything. He was just taking their pictures, and okay so he would pose them in a provocative way. Wasn’t like they were naked or anything, though a couple he wouldn’t have minded seeing the entire package, instead of just the wrappings.

However, that would have been pushing it, though when they were hot, like the wide receiver Norm, or the place kicker Benny, he did try to imply that they could arrange for more personal photographs. So far none of the hot studs he had dropped the hints to had taken him up on the offer, but he had hope. Besides if not these football jocks, he still had the basketball team, swim team, and even the ice hockey team to work on. Surely one or two of all that pride choice meat would fall into his trap. After all, they were just jocks.

Most of the guys were certainly not in need of any help in getting dates, yet everyone of them eagerly accepted the idea of having their half naked pictures being taken, and posted. Some would be for the college rag, some would be for the yearbook, and a very select few would be for the calendar he had suggested. It was to be a fund raiser, and he had even enlisted the support of a local sorority. Now that had been a stroke of genius he thought, as it made things seem more legit.

As he waited for the pictures to develop of his latest subject, the quarterback no less, he smiled to himself, and grabbed his own aching cock. It had been hard to keep that piece of meat from ruining things, as Jason was beyond doubt a hot stud. For him, Ken had insisted on the tight short ensemble with open sports shirt. It just showed the maximum amount of flesh that would pass the school censor. If only that idiot professor knew the truth about this whole photo project. He’d pass out from shock and that brought a chuckle to Ken.

Positioning Jason had been nearly the ruin of it all. The guy was that hot, and to touch him, to smell him up close had nearly made him shoot his own load. He couldn’t have that, and somehow he had managed to conceal it from Jason. God, if he had found out he wouldn’t be standing here, waiting for the pictures to develop but would be stretched out on some stretcher, battered and bruised. Not that Jason was violent, but he sure as hell wouldn’t consider a compliment that he was the object of some geeky guy’s attraction.

After all, he was the quarterback and had a reputation. He was known on campus as a real ladies man, a new one almost every week. Still, in moving his arms and twisting those thighs to set the pose just right, Ken couldn’t help but dream at what it would be like to have them wrapped around his own slender body. To feel his hands clamped over his hips, holding him tightly while ploughing his ass, was a thought that he couldn’t shake, even now.

Staring down at the blank paper in the chemical mixture, he wondered if he could manage a second shoot with Jason? He could claim that some of the pictures hadn’t turned out or such, but what if the guy had the smarts to ask to see? He’d be fucked then, and the whole game would be up. Though he doubted Jason would, it was a risk he didn’t think he’d want to run. Yet the notion of once more being able to touch that hunk, to smell him up close, was a tempting notion.

As the paper began to show the image, he smiled as it was the one he most wanted to see come out perfectly. It was Jason, bending over with his shirt off, just a pair of tight blue shorts the only clothing on him. He had his helmet on and was simulating taking a snap from a phantom center. The way his butt had stuck out, those perfect orbs stuck out there in mid air, was the one pose that nearly made him cum.

He had risked it all too, to move in and reach down to move the legs a bit further apart. When his hand touched those well muscled thighs, to edge them further apart, he had breathed in, smelling that man scent. That and his hands on Jason’s legs, his nose near that well shaped ass had almost done it. He had to step back quickly before he got into trouble, and now the picture was taking shape on the paper.

His cock was erect inside his own pants, and Ken reached down to adjust the hard pole. It hurt as he licked his lips, enjoying the gradual developing of the photo. It was exactly as he had remembered it, the ass up in the air, the stretched shorts showing the perfect shape of the cheeks. He could see the darkness down the centre, indicating the ass crack which made him sweat a little.

To think of how close he had been to reaching out to touch it, only made the ache in his groin worse. Course it would have been the worst mistake of his young life, but it might have been worth it, if there had been the slightest indication that Jason was that way.

While he could hope, he knew it was pointless. What would a hunk like Jason ever want from someone like him? Jason had long flowing hair while his was cut short, like a buzz cut actually. Jason had perfect skin tone, soft creamy gold in color while his was pasty white with pimples. In comparison, there wasn’t a single blemish on Jason’s face. He had perfect nipples, well defined muscles and even some decent chest hair, while he on the other hand, had one odd shaped nipple, a birth mark just below and you could see his ribs without much effort. There simply wasn’t any muscle definition showing, unlike Jason.

Then too, his arms were puny looking, while Jason had those beefy looking things. You could see the muscles in the upper arm, the way they flexed without any effort. He had a washboard stomach too, unlike the little paunch that Ken was developing, despite his bird like appetite. No doubt Jason wolfed down burgers and fries without an ounce of it showing. He hated that, but was used to being the runt among the pack.

Hanging up the photos, he stepped back to admire his work. His lips were dry as he stared at Jason’s semi nude body, and he peered down to see if he could see the outline of Jason’s privates. He had tried to get a few close ups but it wasn’t on this roll. He sighed as he began to get set up to develop the next set. Maybe those close-ups would be there, he hoped.

Taking out his magnifying glass he examined the hanging pictures more closely. His one hand moved down once more to adjust his hard on, as he stared at the perfect body. He couldn’t help himself as he really found himself attracted to Jason and that particular look. The way the nose hung down just right, the small bend from being broken hadn’t ruined the look either. In fact he kind of thought it added character to his look.

The way the hair seemed to naturally flow over his shoulders too. It was all he could do from reaching down into his own pants, to relieve himself now. He pushed down the temptation though, knowing that it wouldn’t take him long to cum, but he didn’t want it to interfere with his developing. Besides, it would be more fun to have all of the photos spread out in his little office, where he could enjoy the full effect of Jason’s photo shoot.

Time dragged on for him, but eventually he had the full set all finished and while the school’s copies were drying, he took his private set down and smiled. One more perk of the job he thought as he hurried to his own little office.

Quickly he set up the photographs along his wall, enjoying each photo as they stared back at him. He had to admit, he was a damn good photographer as he stepped back to admire the result of his work. He leaned back against his desk, feeling the rising tension in his crotch. His hand played with the hard pole inside his pants as his eyes moved across the array of images spread out for him.

Licking his lips he kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. In his stocking feet he moved back up the pictures, his eyes taking it all in. Licking his lips his hand continued to pull at the thick pole still in his boxer shorts. It was as his eyes moved past one photo that he suddenly stopped. His hand immediately was stilled from groping himself, as his eyes now moved back to the close up photo of Jason’s crotch. His eyes narrowed and bore in on that image, and he felt suddenly very aroused.

There was no mistaking the sign, the clear outline in those tight shorts of a large tube shaped object. Ken blinked a few times, not sure he was seeing what he was seeing. He moved in closer and there was no mistake. Jason was sporting a hard on and the thin blue material was able to show its shape clearly. The camera had caught it at the perfect angle and he exhaled loudly . He couldn’t believe his luck as he stuck his hand down into his shorts. Christ, the idea that Jason had been hard while he was taking his picture was totally arousing. Nothing but seeing Jason naked could be any better as he reached around to grab his thick cock. His hand was sweaty, which surprised him. Ken looked down at his own skinny frame, his shirt open while his hand was stuck down his pants. The idea that he had touched that perfect body and it had reacted, as the photo showed made him tremble a little.

He remembered that he had reached out and moved Jason slightly. His hands had briefly touched those hips, and he had looked down too. To think that the shot right after showed Jason hard, made him break out in a cold sweat. Christ, could he be? But no, no he couldn’t be or he’d have noticed the signs, but shit, the guy had gotten an erection. It had to be from his touching him, and that idea drove his hand to begin pumping his own cock, all the time wondering if he had somehow missed any other signs.

Moving along his gallery, he was looking for other missed signs, while stroking his own cock. He could feel the excitement inside as he peered closer at the semi nude images of the quarterback. He noticed the way the nipples looked firm and erect, and he felt his mouth going dry. Licking his lips he stared at those two perfect nipples, and there was no mistaking it, they were erect too.

Ken was absorbed by the missed signs as his breathing became ragged and shallow. His hand was moving quickly along his throbbing cock shaft, making him stand a bit funny, as he continued to look at Jason’s photos. His mind refused to accept what it was seeing, yet inside he couldn’t deny the evidence before him. Jason looked aroused, the flesh looked hard and taught and as he stared down the body, his eyes noticed the thigh muscles. They were taut and rigid.

His hand moved faster as he stared at the long legs. He could see the hair along the lower legs, the thickness of it that slowly grew more sparse as his eyes moved up the legs, to show the side view of his torso. The way the ass cheeks looked now seemed different than he had remembered. They looked tight just as the thighs did. It was almost as if the impossible was actually true, that Jason was aroused. He still found it hard to believe, but his eyes returned to stare at the crotch shots again.

There was no mistaking the erection held inside. He could see the slight ridge of the cock head too. Ken licked his lips as his body continued to shake. The simple thought that Jason had been turned on, was hard to accept, but the proof was there. He could see it with his own eyes, and he felt the sweat dripping off his own forehead, as his eyes just stared at the bulge.

His legs grew taut as his eyes closed. The image of that cock still burned on his memory as he stroked his cock. Faster and faster his hand went, as his body shuddered. He wasn’t thinking now, as he could hear himself moan. Ken was close to cumming as the shadow of that hard pole flashed across his vision. He was breathing hard, excited in a way he hadn’t experienced before, as his hand held his own cock harder. He could feel the skin burning his fingers as he shook. His own voice moaning its pleasure made him stroke his cock even faster. He was cumming, he could feel his balls releasing their man juice and all he could think of, was how good it would feel to shoot it all over that finely chiselled chest of Jason. To have his milk splatter across that chest, to coat those firm erect nipples. It made him groan loudly, as his body shook in an uncontrollable shudder.

His hand felt the hot sticky cum shooting out. He cried out and kept his hand moving at a frantic pace. His body shook and shuddered as he felt himself cum. He jerked his cock, shaking it a few times, getting every drop out before he leaned backwards, against the desk. His butt felt the edge of the metal desk, and he sighed, slowly relaxing his body. Ken pulled his hand out from his shorts, caked in his cum. He finally opened his eyes to once more see the array of pictures of Jason. A smile crossed his lips as he saw that close up.

The cough startled him as he turned his head around quickly. Panic suddenly tore at him as he saw the tall figure in the doorway to his office. His eyes opened wide in alarm as he recognized the figure. He couldn’t move, as he stared out at the tall figure, his pants still down at his ankles, his chest still heaving. No way could he explain this as he felt the eyes bearing down on him. Ken had known fear before, but this was different. It must be what a deer must feel like when spotted by a pair of bright lights. His body quivered as the figure in the doorway spoke.

‘You did say you would do private shoots?’

It took Ken a few seconds to understand the words, but as the figure stepped into the office, he heard the door close behind the tall young man. He had a strange grin across his mouth, along with a rather mischievous glint in his eyes. He just nodded as Jason stepped closer. Turning away from Ken, he looked over at the pictures of himself displayed across the wall.

Pointing to one of the photos, he spoke with a husky voice. ‘I like that one, where I am pretending to be taking the snap’