The Model

The Model 2

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The Model 2

Life has been good for me since I did that modeling job two months ago. I still have that one Greek god naked photo of me hanging on my bedroom wall. When friends come over they always talk about it and once they find out it’s me posing for it, they try and get me to pose for them. I still don’t like anyone seeing me naked. Heck, I don’t like them seeing any of my skin. So, I usually get out of doing it by telling them that they have to pose naked first. They don’t want to strip naked either. Even boys who aren’t shy about people seeing their skin are hesitant about stripping naked in front of people who aren’t naked. Now, two of my friends called my bluff and stripped naked right there on the spot, which totally surprised me. Once naked they posed in that same pose. Honestly they don’t look half bad, but no where near as good as I do. I own that Greek god pose. Of course, since they posed naked, I had to do it too, even though I really didn’t want to. It took all the courage I could muster up to strip off my clothes in front of them. So, now I have two friends that see me naked on occasion, which is difficult for me to wrap my head around, but it’s just something I have to do, even though I don’t want to. Of course they have to get naked too.

Every month dad’s boss calls to ask if I’ll take another modeling job. Nothing naked, just the usual stuff. But I’m not ignorant about the whole process anymore. I know even if it isn’t a naked shoot, the models still have to get naked between shots when they’re changing. So, I always refuse. Politely of course, but still I let him know I’m not interested in modeling again. Once was more than enough for me. Everything changes the day dad brings someone home from work with him. Even though I don’t realize it at the time, but it sets the stage for future events.

I’m in my room, when I hear two car doors close. That’s odd, because it should just be dad coming home, so I dash to the window and I see dad walking towards the house with the most gorgeous boy model by his side. I take the stairs three at a time, so I can beat them to the front door. I just barely make it before they walk inside.

“Hey Dad. You’re home early.”

“Ya. We finished the shoot early and Zev here wanted to meet you.”

“Zev this is my son, Caleb. Caleb, this is Zev Benoit.”

“Hi Caleb.”

“Hi Zev. I’m a big fan of your modeling.”

“Really. That’s cool. I’m a fan of yours too. That’s why I asked your dad to bring me by, so I can see you in person.”

“Me? But, I’m a nobody.”

“Oh. Don’t sell yourself short. I saw your photo layout and it was awesome. Sven even let me see your protection video. Dude, you look absolutely awesome naked.”

I can feel the blood rushing to my face. One of the cutest boy models in the world is standing here in my house and he’s seen that video of me stark naked. Heck, I ain’t never seen his protection video or any modeling photos of him naked and he really is a model boy.

“Um. Thanks, I guess. I mean, I didn’t think anyone would see that video. Sven told me those are private.”

“Well, the shoot ended early and I was talking to Sven and your dad. That’s when I found out you were the boy that filled in for Mark on that beach shoot. I explained how much I like your photos and asked if there were any more. Sven mentioned there are photos the client never used and of course your protection video. Well, naturally, I wanted to see those photos and the video, because I think you’re a fantastic looking boy model.”

Dad speaks up.

“I know how much you like Zev’s modeling, so I told Sven you wouldn’t care if he saw the rest of your photos and the video. So, it’s really my fault Zev saw them.”

Zev, jumps back into the conversation.

“Dude. You ain’t got nothing to be embarrassed about. You look totally awesome in all those photos. The client should have used them all. I also really like the video. You look really great in your skin. I only wish I looked that good nude.”

“Well boys, why don’t we go in and get comfortable, instead of standing here in the foyer?”

“Oh Ya. Come on inside, Zev.”

Mom meets us in the lounge with refreshments and we sit around and talk. Zev explains about the underwear shoot he did today and how it went so well, they got done early. While mom, dad and Zev talk, I just stare at one of the most gorgeous boys on the planet. He’s fourteen, and perfectly proportioned. He has the curliest full head of hair I’ve ever seen. But it’s wavy at the same time which gives it a very luxurious appearance. It’s deep brown with a hint of red in it, which makes it unique. If I gave it a color name, I would have to say it’s a pecan syrup. It’s probably like four inches long, if you stretched it out straight, but being curled, it sets close to his head, so as to not cover his pert little ears. In contrast, his eyebrows and eyelashes are straight without any curl to them and are dark brown without any red in them. He has a beautiful, slender, hero like nose. Then there’s his mouth. It’s awesome and strange. His upper lip is thin but his lower lip is full and supple. He has lips that are made for kissing.

As much as all that is spectacular, it’s Zev’s eyes that capture my soul. They are a strange grey green color that pulls me into them. I could drown staring into those eyes. They shine with a lust and desire that pulls me dangerously into them. Now Mark is my all time favorite model boy, but Zev is a very close second.
“Caleb. What do you think?”

Whoops. I’ve been so engrossed in staring at Zev, I wasn’t following the conversation.

“Think? About what?”

“I think Caleb was off in dreamland and didn’t hear you, Mrs. Curtis.”

“It seems so, Zev.”

“Caleb. While you were zoned out of our conversation, Zev, mentioned he would like to see your portfolio. I was saying, since Zev is staying for supper, why don’t you take him up to your room and hang out.”

“Oh! Ya! No Problem. Follow me, Zev.”

I can’t believe I’m going to have this gorgeous model boy in my bedroom. I have met many models through dad’s work, and a few have even come to our house, but this will be the first one to actually go in my room.

“Nice room, Caleb. I love all the boy model photos you have hanging on your walls. I especially like that Greek god one. He’s awesome. He looks sort of familiar, but I can’t place him.”

I don’t know what it is about that photo, whether it’s the lighting or what, but very few people see me in it. At least not at first.

“Thanks. I sort of collect boy model photos. Yours is right over here on this wall.”

“Ah. Ya! I remember that one. It was a Speedo shoot. I was only twelve then, so didn’t have to worry about my bulge, like I do now. I really can’t do Speedo modeling anymore, since puberty.”

“Why?”

“It’s too big to fit in their skimpy suits.”

We both laugh.

“Oh! It’s that big? Well, I’m thirteen and still wouldn’t have to worry about that. Well, unless I popped a boner.”

“Ya. Those pop up boners happen when you least want them too.”

“You get them too?”

“Oh ya. I got another year, maybe two, before they get under some kind of control. At least that’s what dad tells me.”

“That don’t sound good for me. I’ll have to deal with them even longer.”

“You know, Caleb. I really do love that Greek god photo. Who is he?”

I can’t tell if he;s acting, teasing me or if he really can’t tell it’s me in it.

“Um. It’s me.”

“You! Really?”

Zev walks over and examines the photo closely.

“Oh my! That really is you. You look awesome naked.”

“Thanks. It’s my favorite too. My friends didn’t even recognize it was me, when they saw it for the first time.”

“Oh! Now, I can see it. It’s definitely you. Now, about that portfolio?”

“Okay, but only the clothed ones.”

“I already saw the clothed one. Sven let me see all the photos in that one. How about your nude one. I know you must have one. I saw in your video you talked with Sven about doing a nude shoot and I’m guessing that photo on the wall is from that shoot.”

“Um! Why do you want to see them?”

“Because you look great and I want to see the rest of you.”

Okay. There’s no way I want him seeing me naked, even if it is only in photos. So, I decide to give him the same rule as I give my friends.

“Well, the rule is; if you’re going to see my naked photos, then you have to be naked to see them.”

“Not a problem.”

And before I can say anything or stop him, Zev begins stripping off his clothes. He’s down to just his blue boxers before I can react. Then down they go and now I’m looking at his five and a half inch circumcised dick and tennis ball size scrotum, housing his walnut sized nuts. He even has hair above his dick. But it isn’t shaggy like boys at school. His pubes are trimmed short and look awesome. To my surprise, they’re all red. There’s no brown at all in Zev’s pubes.
“Your hairs are red!”

“Yep. I inherited that from my mom’s side of the family. At least the hair on my head isn’t all red, even though it has some red mixed in with the brown.”

“Oh! Your hair is beautiful.”

“You really think so?”

“Oh yes. I love how it curls and the color is so unique.”

“Thanks. I like your blond hair too. I really like how you let it grow long and hang on your shoulders.”

“Thanks. I now see why you can’t do Speedo shoots anymore. Your dick would stick out the top.”

“Yep. They tried having me curve to the side, but in a Speedo that looks like a porno shot. Clothing companies don’t want porno photos.”

“Ya. I know. During my photo shoot, Sven put his hand in there to pull my dick straight up and mine ain’t no where near as big as yours.”

“Ya, I can’t do the Speedo or briefs underwear shoots anymore. Today’s shoot was all boxers and boxer briefs. Y dick will still fit in them. I hav seen some grown men that can’t even do boxer shoots because their dick hangs out the leg opening.”

“Oh! My! Goodness. That is long!”

“Yep. It is. But it doesn’t matter about the Speedo shoots, I’m actually do more private shoots. Clients love seeing and photographing my big dick during private shoots. That’s where the big money is now anyway.”

“Wow! Well, I guess I have to let you see my naked photos, now that you’re sitting here in my room starkers.”

I hand him my special album of nude photos.

“Caleb. You look so awesome in these photos. These with the ocean in the background are really cool. These others with you up on that sand dune are the bomb. You know what I would really like now that I’ve seen all these naked photos of you?”

I’m sort of scared to ask, but this is Zev, one of my idols, so I have to ask.

“No. What?”

“I would really like to compare these photos with your real life birthday suit.”

I knew this was coming. When Zev stripped naked for me, this eventuality became very real and now it’s upon me.

“I don’t know. I really don’t like showing my skin. It took all my courage to do that one shoot.”

“Well, I’m looking at all your skin in these photos and you were in your birthday suit posing for those. It’s really no different now, wearing your birthday suit for real, in front of me.”

He’s right of course. There isn’t any difference in me being naked then or now. The motivations are different. I did the naked shoot, so I could get that one photo to hang on my wall and show that I am a boy model also. The motivation here and now is that Zev is sitting here naked and asking to see me naked. Zev, the awesome boy model, that I idolize, is asking to see me naked in the for real. That is my current motivation.

“Um. Well. I guess. For you.”

I say that hesitantly, because he is stark naked in front of me, so honestly, how can I refuse?

I take my time stripping. It’s really not easy for me. But eventually I pull my red briefs down and off, revealing that I’m still bald down there, and my dick hasn’t grown a centimeter since those photo’s were taken.

“WOW! You’re awesome. You should go naked all the time. Your body is just magnificent to look upon.”

“Thanks. I guess. You really think it looks good?”

“Caleb. It looks more than good. It’s spectacular.”

“Thanks.”

“I’ve got a question. Has your dick grown any? It looks the same in person, as it does in these photos.”

“Nah. Not even a millimeter.”

“Well, it looks awesome. And I like the bald look. Keep shaving. It suits you.”

“I don’t shave. My hairs ain’t grown in yet.”

“Really! That’s even better. The longer you can stay bald, the longer you can get young boy shoots. So, stay looking like that as long as you can.”

“No problem there. Dad says that we are late bloomers in this family. I’ll be at least fifteen and possibly sixteen before I have hairs down there. Oh, and he says my dick will never be as big as yours. I pretty much have what I have.”

“Well, don’t worry about it. That just means you’ll be able to do ten-year-old shoots for a longer time. There’s good money in little boy shoots, especially in the private shoots. Lots of clients like to shoot naked little boys. You’ll be able to cash in for a lot longer than most boys.”

“You really think I only look ten?”

“Sure. You don’t?”

“I’ve never really paid any attention to how old I look. I just thought I look like every other thirteen year old. Well, fourteen in three weeks.”

“Where’s your mirror? You have to take a good look at yourself.”

“I don’t have one in my room. There’s a full length one in my parents room, but we can’t go in there.”

“Sure we can. Let’s go.”

Zev opens my bedroom door and steps out into the hallway with his swinging dick on full display.”

“But we’re naked!”

“So. We’re model boys. People see us naked all the time.”

“Not me. No one sees me naked. Well not until recently. I’m not really a model boy. I just filled in that one time.”

“Come on. Which room is theirs?”

I can’t believe I’m doing this. I follow Zev out into the hallway bare ass naked.

“That one there.”

We walk into my parents room, which I never go in. I stand in front of their big mirror and for the first time in my young life, I stare intently at the boy standing naked in it. I really can’t believe that’s me. He looks so young. Zev is right. He does look like a nine or ten-year old.

My skin is absolutely hairless. I don’t even have fuzz anywhere. My little two and a half inch penis does look like a little boy penis instead of a teenager’s dick. My marble balls do look like little boy nubs. I see a little boy in that mirror and it surprises me, just how young I actually look. No wonder I hardly recognize myself in that photo hanging on my wall. It’s of a ten-year-old boy not a thirteen-year-old boy.
“You see the ten-year-old boy now?”

“Oh! Yes. I see him now! I never new.”

“Dude. You’re golden. Being a real model or not, you can make tons of money modeling, especially naked private modeling. Just make sure you do it with your dad and Sven. They’ll keep you safe, With your looks a lot of bad men will try to take advantage of you.”

“You really think so? Lots of money?”

“Absolutely. Even more if that works. Does it?”

He points to my pecker. Well, it really isn’t a dick now is it? Zev has a dick. I have a little pecker.

“Ya. I just started. It squirts, but only clear stuff. I don’t have the white sticky stuff yet.”

“Oh my goodness. You really are a golden boy. You still squirt like a little boy. Clients will eat you up. Yep, get the really big bucks for your shoots. Don’t settle for small money. You deserve the really big money.”

I can’t believe we’re talking about this stuff, as I stand beside Zev, stark naked as he’s stares intently at my reflection in the mirror. The problem with this becomes apparent to the both of us. My dick begins swelling up. I want to cover it up, but it’s too late. Zev is watching it grow, so I can’t very well cover it. It won’t stop swelling up as long as we are both staring at it. Soon it’s standing at it’s full three and a half inches. My face feels so hot right now. It’s scarlet red from embarrassment.

“Relax Caleb. You ain’t got nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about with that boy toy. It’s a stud pole.”

“It’s not really my size that’s so embarrassing. It’s that I popped a boner right here in front of you.”

“Don’t worry about it. Mine does it too. Just look.”

Sure enough as Zev examines my boner up close and personal, his own dick begins to come to life.

“Wow! I can’t believe you’re letting me watch your dick bone up like this.”

“Why not. It happens to all of us boys, so why hide it? Just let it happen and enjoy it.”

“I can think of a dozen reasons to hide mine. Mostly, I don’t like people seeing any of my skin, least of all my boy parts, especially now that I understand just how small my boy parts truly are.”

“You’re letting me see you totally naked and it doesn’t seem to be bothering you.”

“Oh. It is. Trust me. There’s a tempest taking place inside me. But you’re special. You’re one of the greatest boy models around, so I gave in and am letting you see me in all my little boy glory.”

“Well, I wouldn’t have ever guessed it. You look fairly calm to me. And what about that Greek god shoot? You walked all over that beach naked in front of lots of people. You look calm in all of those photos.”

Zev’s dick keeps swelling as we talk. It’s at half mast and still rising.

“I wasn’t. I was a wreck inside. My insides were turning flip-flops and my head was spinning the entire time.”

“Well, there’s no way anyone would ever know it, by looking at these photos.”

“Thanks.”

Zev’s dick tops out at just over seven inches and as big around as a toilet paper roll. It’s awesome to look at.

“Wow! Zev. That’s an awesome boner.”

“Thanks. We make a cute pair with our boners sticking out so proudly. Can you imagine me wearing a Speedo and this happens.”

I can’t help but start laughing, just imagining Zev in a speedo with his dick sticking out the top.

“Boys! Time to get cleaned up. Supper will be ready in about fifteen minutes.” Mom yells up the stairs.

I panic instantly. I’m naked in her bedroom. What if she comes up and catches me? I grab Zev’s wrist and pull him back to my room.

“That was a close call. I would’ve died if she saw me like this.”

“Well then, I don’t know about you Caleb but I can’t go down to supper with this thing sticking up. I need to take care of this.”

“I’m thinking the same thing. I can take care of mine here and you can take care of yours in the bathroom.”

“I was thinking more like you could take care of mine and I could take care of yours, right here in your room.”

I’m shocked at how open Zev just suggested we jerk each other off. I mean I haven’t been doing it very long, but I doubt it’s a common thing for boys to jerk each other off. Besides we’ve only known each other for just over an hour. But then again. We’ve known each other long enough to get naked and sport boners in front of each other.

“You mean jerk each other off?”

“Sure why not? You’re my friend and I hope I’m your friend and friends do that for each other.”

“They do? Really? I mean, none of my friends have ever jerked me off.”

Zev doesn’t answer me. He just guides me over to my bed and pushes me backwards, so that I’m laying on my back. He lies down beside me. We’re now lying next to each other on my bed. He reaches over and begins stroking my dick.

I gasp loudly at his tender touch.

What else is there for me to do, but to take hold of his man rod and stroke it. I’m lying here looking over into Zev’s eyes as he stares into mine and we stroke each others boners. It’s like we’re melding into one person. Soon our breathing syncs with each other. Our stroking syncs. Our bodies begin pulsating in sync. It’s the most radical experience of my young life and I’m engaged in it with the one boy that makes me feel really special. We’re soon humping in time with each other. Our thrusting motions are in sync. Our breathing is ragged and rough, yet coming in a timed cadence that is getting faster and faster. When we both thrust forward our butts rise up completely off the bed, only to come crashing down to rise yet again. The strain is getting to much to bear and I clinch my teeth as I thrust up as high as I can go, while my toes curl in on themselves and my dick erupts its first stream of clear boy juice out over my chest. Zev reacts the same way, except his stream is milky white and there’s much more of it landing on his chest. We explode together over and over again, creating small puddles of juice all over our chests and bellies. When we can’t squirt any more and can’t rise up to thrust our hips up off the bed anymore, we crash down onto my mattress and just lie there exhausted.

“That was so awesome.”

“Ya.”

I’m too exhausted to talk. But Zev has something to say that shocks me.

“I’ll clean you up and you clean me up, then we can get dressed and go eat supper.”

Well, maybe its not what he says, but what he does that shocks me. He leans over and begins licking my boy juice off my chest. He’s actually eating that stuff.

“Caleb. You taste sweet.”

What do you say to that? I mean, I have no idea what to say. I just lie there and let him lick me clean.

“Okay. Your turn.”

I just hover over Zev’s naked body, with his white cum all over it, not knowing if I can do this. He licked me, but I’m not sure I can lick him.

“You’ve never done this before, have you Caleb?”

“No.”

Zev, sticks his finger in one of the puddles on his belly and then raises it to my lips.

“Just take a small taste and see what it tastes like. If you don’t like it, then I’ll just wipe it off myself.”

I don’t know what to do. I mean he ate mine. But this is so strange. But HE ate mine, so I need to at least try to eat his. I open my mouth and close my eyes, as I feel Zev’s finger touch my lips and I get a taste of Zev. It’s not nasty or gross, like I was afraid it would be. It actually doesn’t have much of a taste at all. It’s just a little salty is all.

“So. How do I taste?”

I open my eyes and stare at Zev.

“Salty. Not too salty. Just a little bit.”

“So, are you going to finish cleaning me up?”

I don’t even bother to answer. I just lean down and start licking the puddles off Zev’s chest and belly. He has a little bit still on is now soft penis, so I lick it off too. I feel strange doing that. Licking the head of a boy’s penis, but it’s sort of fun and nasty at the same.

“Okay. All clean.”

“Thanks. I enjoyed it, especially when you cleaned my dick too.”

“Well, I couldn’t leave that stuff on it could I? We better get dressed and get downstairs before mom comes looking for us. I definitely don’t want her catching me like this.”

We quickly get dressed and go eat supper. Before I know it, supper is over and Zev is picked up by his dad and gone out of my life. I can’t believe I actually saw him naked. My second most favorite model and I got to see him naked. Unfortunately, he got to see me naked too. I didn’t want to strip for him. I really didn’t. But then if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have learned how much fun mutual jerking can be. I doubt if I’ll ever do it again, because it requires me to get naked and people seeing my skin isn’t something I’m comfortable with. Even so, I’m glad I did it with Zev.

Remember earlier when I said this that happened today is just a foreshadowing of what happens in the future? It’s takes awhile, but the future does eventually become the present.

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