Date: Sat, 20 Oct 2007 09:02:54 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: Shooting Ethan pt II If Ethan was a study of beauty in color then Quinn was a study in contrast. Of Portuguese and Spanish decent the adorably cute thing was a rich brown tone. I thought that he looked to be about Ethan's height and that was confirmed when I caught them on camera back to back although the loose curls that topped Quinn's head may have added an inch or so. Built like Ethan he was a smaller slender boy and like his pale counterpart Quinn sported a very smooth face with large eyes that were framed by long luxurious lashes and thick brows. His crystal white teeth were orthodontist straight courtesy of his father who'd done the work himself, and a strong contrast to his skin color. Quinn was at Ethan's home when I showed up the following month for our shoot. His handshake was soft, his voice slightly melodic and his smile, well, his whole face smiled with it. Shooting them together could be worth a great deal of money to the right people. They were the epitome of children born with wealth and beauty together and like Ethan; Quinn was a sweetheart of a boy. It was clear from the beginning that the two young teens were infatuated with each other. They never left each other's side, Quinn following Ethan out of the room when he made a clothing change. I wondered briefly if they had consummated their relationship, feeling a pang of jealousy at the thought of my young teenaged lover sharing his body with someone else. Then I wondered if I'd have a shot at bedding them both and felt my cock stir at the thought. Being in bed with salt and pepper would be an incredible experience however I wasn't going to dwell on it. Frankly I'd have been surprised if I even got the chance to see Quinn's boyhood charms let along sample them. My first photo of them together was as unplanned as it was good. I'd taken a break to change out battery packs; discs and lenses then went looking for the boys. I saw them out back in a garden area a good hundred feet away from me but less than one foot from each other. I looked through the telephoto lens and saw them embraced in one of the classic poses; holding each other at the waist with the upper bodies separated enough to look into each other's eyes, which they were doing. I snapped off some shots and then some more as Quinn leaned forward and kissed Ethan on the lips. It wasn't long or deep but seemed to me to be about the most perfect kiss that two newly found young lovers can experience. They started walking hand in hand toward me, heads down and close in a conspiratorial type of manner. I snapped off a few more shots then stopped; feeling like I was invading their privacy and thus spoiling their innocence. As they came closer their heads came up and I quickly shot a series of images, some with one or the other boy waving to me, smiles beaming. To their credit they didn't let go of each other's hands as they approached and I suspected that an announcement was in the offing but it didn't materialize. "I got some good shots," I told them then paused. "Perhaps it would be better to see them." We headed into the living room and I hooked up to the laptop and opened the folder. "I want you to know that I wasn't trying to pry but when I saw you through the telephoto lens . well you can see how incredible the images are. I looked at Ethan and was totally shocked by the expression on his face. There was no doubt that he agreed with me. "No Martin, they're perfect," he told me in a soft voice then he hugged me tightly and when he was done Quinn did the same thing which really surprised me. Holding the dark skinned boy was just like holding Ethan. "Martin any time you see anything worth shooting just do it and we'll figure it out later," Ethan said and I nodded my head. The rest of that shoot was mostly plebian as was the one the following month although it was obvious that the boys' relationship was deepening. They seemed positively agog with each other. The third month was when I got the phone call. "Martin, I'm afraid I can't be present for tomorrow's session, I have an important closing that I have to attend. I wonder if you could take Ethan out to the cabin then bring him home when it's over." I told her it would be no problem, then wondered if she knew about Quinn, or more specifically about the nature of the relationship her son was in with the dark skinned beauty. I say relationship but I have to repeat, if they were doing the nasty in any way shape or form, I was totally unaware of it. It was moving toward fall so the clothes I picked up the day before the shoot were pretty much outdoor wear; sweaters, coats, long pants and long sleeved shirts, heavier shoes and the like. There was also sleepwear, pajama's and robes. The boxes and hangers fairly well filled up the back of my SUV requiring the use of the side mirrors if I wanted to see anything outside the rig. Just as I was getting ready to leave the house my cell rang and I answered to Ethan's voice. "Bring an overnight bag Martin, we're spending the night at the cabin," he told me and when I asked, he said his mom left me a note that would explain it. My heart picked up a beat, my brain all a buzz at the prospects of spending the night in the same house as Ethan and in all probability Quinn. Twenty minutes later the three of us were headed out of town, Quinn keeping Ethan company as I'd suspected. The issue was that a last minute complication required Monika to fly to L.A. and she was hoping to be back within twenty four hours. She'd tried call my cell phone but I hadn't picked up and she hoped she wasn't inconveniencing me by asking that I keep an eye on her son. I was pretty sure that she knew it would be okay. She'd seen how Ethan and I had bonded over the past year and had often remarked on it. An hour later we were headed into the mountains and shortly thereafter Ethan was unlocking the gate to their property. A quarter of a mile drive through heavy forest and the gravel driveway ended in front of their cabin. The word cabin might be a misnomer although the two storied structure was made of logs. That may be where the resemblance ended for it had to be almost three thousand square feet not counting the full wrap around covered porch. Inside, the living room was a huge two storied affair not quite dominated by an equally huge fireplace built from river rock that took up almost an entire wall. The furniture was all dark brown leather with wood frames and there was no lack for it. Ethan led us up stairs where we deposited overnight bags in two of the bedrooms, his and Quinn's in one room, naturally. Back downstairs we went into the chef's kitchen where Ethan pulled milk, a large pizza for lunch and steaks for dinner as well makings for breakfast from the free standing stainless steel freezer. "We should build a fire too Martin, it'll be so much nicer tonight." All the needed components were stored in large stone apertures that were built into the rock wall on both sides of the fireplace. Once the fire was roaring we hauled the clothes into the house and went to work. The grounds around the house were very park like and offered plenty of background for some excellent shots. The turning leaves, a small pond, huge rhododendrons and two hundred foot tall evergreens, smoke billowing from the chimney all helped lend more credence to the notion of cold weather. We broke around noon and ate the pizza while going over the mornings work then went back at it until five. Being in the woods as we were the light tended to fade fairly early and the temperature dropped equally fast. We'd kept logs on the fire all day so the cabin was quite cozy when we stopped for the day. Dinner was steaks from the kitchen grill, tater tots, and corn on the cob, all from the freezer, and later we lazed around for an hour and went over the afternoons work. I'd gotten a number of excellent photos of the boys together as well as singles of Quinn, all of which pleased Ethan to the fullest. "My mom saw those first ones that you took of us Martin and she loved them. She even had some enlarged and put in frames in her office at the house." "So, your mother knows about you two?" I asked and Ethan nodded his head. "She was a little sad that I'm gay but she's totally supportive and she adores Quinn almost as much as I do," he said, squeezing his boyfriend's hand for emphasis. "We had the big talk about sex and she's okay with that too. I mean, we stay at each others house all the time and sleep in the same bed and everything so like, she basically knows." And so did I in that moment and felt a resurgence of that initial pang of sadness I'd felt when I first heard about Quinn and Ethan's infatuation with the boy. Ethan must have sensed my mood for he put his hand against my face in a very tender gesture. "I've been wanting to tell you Martin but." I held his hand then kissed it. "I understand Ethan and its okay. I'm genuinely happy for the both of you, honest." He hugged and then kissed me and as soon as he vacated my arms Quinn was against me, kissing and hugging me. "Ethan told me about you and him in the garden Martin and he showed me some of the pictures that you took of him," the dark skinned beauty told me. "I think it's so cool. He's lucky to have you in his life, we both are I think." I was a little surprised at what the boy said then put it out of my mind. "That's something I wanted to talk to you about Martin. Mom wanted me to stay in town for the night but I talked her into letting us stay here with you." He looked into Quinn's eyes then back at me. "We'd like you to take some pictures of us like the ones from the garden, of us loving each other." I kept a straight face but inside I felt myself grin from ear to ear. If I'd had a video camera, the film session of these two would be worth huge bucks, hell even the pictures would be, not that I'd even consider selling them. "We've been talking about it for a couple of weeks," Quinn told me, "and we really want to do this and we want you here with us." I wasn't sure what all that might entail but I had some ideas about what I'd like it to mean. We talked a little bit about the initial scenario that the boys had thought out and when they asked my advice I told them it sounded like a great place to start. I asked when they wanted to start and together they said, "Right now." I nodded my head and got ready while the boys went upstairs. About five minutes later they came back down. They were dressed identically in loose blousy cotton pants and pullover shirts reminiscent of the Caribbean or south pacific; Ethan in black and Quinn in white. They were stunning. Quinn came over to stand by me while Ethan went to the fireplace. I snapped some shots of him standing there then more as he went to the sofa and sat, leaning against one arm. Quinn moved away from me and approached Ethan from the end of the sofa, the boy turning his head and smiling at his approaching lover. He stood and the boys embraced then kissed. Without further ado they helped each other out of their shirts, tossing the garments out of the way, then undid the ties at each other waists. When they let go both garments dropped straight to the floor and the boys stood there looking into each others eyes. Beneath their clothing the boys were each wearing a fundoshi, the Japanese sleeping garment that consisted of a small patch of cloth that covered the genitals and the rest simple string that kept it in place. Again, Ethan was in black and Quinn in white. I felt my cock start to harden at the sight of them, the color schemes set off perfectly against their skin tone. They were standing, slightly turned toward me, giving me good shots of their torso's and like Ethan, Quinn was very nicely developed. I knew he probably would be as he too was into swimming and playing tennis and handball with his father. The patches of cloth covering their boyhood charms were barely doing their job, Quinn's more full than Ethan's, and neither boy appeared to hard yet. They kissed again, hands first rubbing chests as they did it, then sliding down to each other's hips. After a moment they broke away from each other and Ethan led Quinn to the sofa, E sitting in the corner spot. The sat with legs spread open far enough to see the bulge of their balls and the string from the fundoshi as it disappeared into the beginning of their cracks. They began kissing again, hands at chest rubbing nipples or sliding down onto firm flat bellies. I moved in closer and shot downward onto the sparse cloth they wore, the evidence of their arousal becoming clear. In a moment Ethan's hand went to the front of Quinn's fundoshi and fondled the boy's package, low moans from the dark skinned beauty indicating his feelings. Quinn's hand found a similar position on Ethan and after about thirty seconds of fondling he slid the fabric aside to reveal Ethan's raging hard boner and smooth hairless bag O' balls. Quinn broke the kiss then slid down on the sofa and, lying on his side, took hold of Ethan's cock then lowered his head slightly and allowed his pink tongue to snake and lick at his lover's swollen cock head. Needless to say the expression on Ethan's face was one of ecstasy. While he began to suckle his pale skinned lover Quinn moved his hand down and slid his garment to the upper side and revealed himself to me for the first time. The boy was impressive. A good seven inches, Quinn was uncircumcised, his foreskin completely covering his cock head and creating a wrinkled little nipple at the tip which was resting against the sofa's cushion. His balls, resting in a puddle on his inner thigh, were darker than the rest of his body, the wrinkled bag totally devoid of any hair that I could detect. While not devoid of hair, his pubic area didn't have much more hair than Ethan, the dark curls hardly noticeable against his brown skin. Using the hand that was beneath him, Quinn began to manipulate himself, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the slightly pink head of his dick. Once again I got in close and got multiple frames of both boys' genitalia, Quinn taking his mouth from Ethan and gazing lovingly on his boyhood while he slowly stroked it. I wanted desperately to reach down and take hold of Quinn's dark sausage and love it for him, starting with my hand then using my mouth. Although I owned one myself, I hadn't a lot of opportunity to play with uncut boy cocks during my life and I rather enjoyed them. Of course the beauty of this one's owner was also a huge incentive. "Martin you look hard as stone. Why don't you take your clothes off," Ethan said quietly. Quinn looked at my crotch and added a "Yeah Martin," then went back to sucking Ethan. I set the camera down, peeled off my shirt then jeans and boxers, both boys taking time out to watch the last part of the disrobing and Quinn commented on how cool it was that my cock looked like his. The boys stood up as I picked up the camera and I snapped off a series of photos as the removed their skimpy clothing, both boys coming over and stroking my cock, kissing me, and Quinn dropping to his knees to suck me for a moment. "We want you to play with both of us tonight Martin," Ethan said after a long deep throated kiss, "After we do these photos. The boys then left me and went back to the sofa and went through a who variety of positions which included sixty nine's as well as solo cock sucking and rimming. It was hot seeing Ethan's face all but buried in Quinn's dark ass, his white tongue a big contrast to the other's boys' almost black puckered hole. In another position Ethan sat against the arm of the sofa with Quinn on his knees in front of him, slowly fucking is fat dark cock into the white mouth. The expression on Ethan's smooth face was on of bliss. After a good thirty minutes or more of foreplay the time finally came for the boys to consummate their relationship for the camera. How they'd manage not to cum so far was a mystery. In any case they told me what they had in mind making sure that I understood that they wanted plenty of photos of their sperm as it poured forth from their young bodies. I made sure they understood that I could manage it. The game plan was that Quinn would fuck Ethan on this go round so the beautiful young blond boy retrieved a small leather bag from behind the sofa and pulled out a bottle of lube and a small hand towel and I wondered briefly how long they'd been planning this. Ethan lubed his asshole then bent over the arm of the sofa and Quinn finger fucked him using first one finger and then a second, opening the pale puckered hole up for the invasion of the dark lord. Once E felt he was ready Quinn then slathered his cock head and shaft then sat on the sofa close to the end. Ethan got on, standing and facing me then began to squat down, Quinn's hand between the boy's legs and playing with his soft hanging balls until he finally had to move it. He then reached around held the smooth sac out of the way in order for me to fully document the penetration, which I did. But it placed me in a dilemma. I wanted to get the penetration but I also wanted to catch the expression on Ethan's face as it happened. I stepped back and got to my knees so that the camera was angled upward slightly. I zoomed in then backed out enough to get what I wanted. Ethan had reached down and taken hold of Quinn's cock and told me to tell him when I was ready. I was. He lowered himself until the pink head was touching his equally pink puckered muscle then let his weight take over and Quinn slipped inside of him. I captured the expression on his face, just as I'd intended and it was a classic; a sense of pain, of awe and of pleasure all at the same time. I shot more frames as he lowered himself until all I had was a pair of young smooth teenaged balls stack on each other. It was clear to me that the boys had done this before; I was not witnessing their first time. Ethan moved his upper body to the side enough that I could see Quinn's beautiful face as well. Ethan slipped and arm around the darker boys shoulder and they looked into each other's eyes as between them, they began to fuck Ethan. With his feet planted firmly on the sofa next to Quinn's legs Ethan began to raise and lower himself on the other boy's nail hard cock. Quinn helped by placing his hands under his lover's slender little butt and helping to lift the boy and at the same time pull his cheeks apart to create better feelings for the both of them. The boys stopped fucking from time to time to rest Ethan's leg muscles and spend the time kissing, often allowing their tongues to battle outside their mouths. They returned to it after a moments rest and I shot it all. It became obvious when they were ready to cum for the talking started. There had been plenty of moans but Quinn started by whispering how much he loved being inside his lover and Ethan praised Quinn for the size of his cock and how good he loved being fucked by him. "Oh gosh, oh gosh," was about all Quinn managed before he quickly pulled his thick brown cock from Ethan's ass and began jacking off, his cock head pushing against Ethan's balls. The first emergence of the beautiful dark skinned boy's sperm was nothing more than a dribble that oozed out onto Ethan's smooth balls. The second part however was a long ropey jet of goo that shot out over the sac and the shaft and landed as a streak, the tail end on the underside of Ethan's stone hard cock and trailing up onto the boy's panting belly. Squirts three and four were similar but the last one landed on the back side of Ethan's hand which had begun jacking his own pale six cock with a fury. Ethan came, producing four solid volleys of fresh squeezed warm boy sperm, splattering his belly and more than one arcing over to land on Quinn's belly, the white streak very visible against the boy's dark flesh. The boys orgasm was soon over, as is always the case and they sort of relaxed, Ethan resting against Quinn. "Martin," Quinn said, "put the camera down and come in close so we can jack you off and squirt your sperm on us." "Yeah Martin, do it," Ethan encouraged me, smiling and looking at me through half lidded eyes. I set the camera down and stepped up to the sofa, my shins resting against it. Ethan reached out and took hold of me and began stroking me using a very firm grip while Quinn manipulated my heavy balls. "Gosh Martin you got nice stuff," the dark skinned beauty said as he tugged, squeezed and fondled my sac of nuts. I assured him that he did too and I was looking forward to playing with him. Since Ethan was easiest for me to access I began alternating playing with his balls much as Quinn was doing to me, and stroking the boy just like he was doing to me. I hadn't cum for a good five or six days, a practice I'd carried on for months. I always had hopes of playing with Ethan so stored up my sperm just in case it did happen and I could produce an incredible cum shot for the boy. I finally took over on my cock, telling the boys that it would go much faster and of course it did. It always did. "Here it is boys," I finally moaned out then felt my cock thicken followed by the first of seven eruptions. The first one shot out over their genitals and left a streak that ran down from Ethan's shoulder to just above his nipple. I redirected my dick so that Quinn got the next one. I stood back a little and angled my cock down and proceeded to wash the both sets of boyhood charms in warm sperm, much to their infinite delight, and when I was finally done, my reproductive juices were dripping off their own smooth sperm makers. It was hot as all fuck, they knew it and I knew it. I leaned down and kissed first one boy then the other, both responding with as much enthusiasm as I was producing. I stepped back and allowed them the room to disentangle and stand up and as soon as they were upright I had both smooth young teens in my arms, hugging, fondling and kissing me and each other and our cum onto my body. "That was about the hottest thing I ever done," Quinn informed me/us, his slightly high pitched voice giving evidence of his excitement over the whole thing. "Yeah it really was Martin," Ethan piped in, "thank you for being with us." I told him it was my pleasure and both boys said it was theirs, at the same time, causing them to giggle. "I think we gotta shower though," he said and both Quinn and I readily agreed and the three of us tromped upstairs to the master bedroom and the environment room. Large enough to accommodate a half dozen people, it was designed to create whatever combination of humidity and heat from desert to rain forest to simple shower. It had fiberglass benches to sit or recline on and for a moment I envisioned fucking one or both boys in there. The thought had no sooner passed through my brain when Quinn actually said it, wondering it would be like to fuck in the room. Ethan said he's wondered too and since we had some time, perhaps we would all get an answer to that question. We went about the cleaning process and of course it wouldn't do but we all had to have our hands on each other. Before it was over everyone had touched, stroked, kissed, licked and fingered everyone else so did nothing at all to diminish anyone's tumescence so all three cocks were up and ready for round two. Back downstairs the boys went through a variety of positions and activities. Cock sucking was done with Quinn sitting on the back of the sofa with Ethan sitting below him and tea bagging the boy, licking on the smooth, dark skinned bag of thirteen year old balls. Ethan moved and Quinn turned around and bent over, pulling dusky cheeks open to reveal the dark puckered core of him. Ethan wasted not a moment but buried his face in there and began washing the boy's asshole with his tongue, a hand tugging and playing with Quinn's balls. They switched out, Ethan sitting on the sofa but slouched down with his legs pulled back as far as he could go. Quinn got on his knees and did to Ethan what the pale skinned boy had done to him, licking and slurping the boy's tender hairless asshole and up onto the underside of his sensitive balls. Needless to say I shot the shit out of the entire scene. I wondered if Quinn was going to fuck Ethan again but discovered that the boys were versatile, each loving to be bottom or top. "You ready to fuck me Ethan?" Quinn asked as he stood up. The response he got was expected and as Ethan got up off the sofa the dark skinned boy grabbed the lube and began slathering his asshole. Once Ethan was prepared Quinn simply bent over the arm of the sofa, his head resting on the seat cushion. Ethan stepped up behind him and put his pale flesh to Quinn's wrinkled muscle then slowly pushed until he slipped inside of the boy. "Put it all the way in Ethan, don't worry," Quinn groaned out. Ethan held onto the boy's hips and continued onward, burying every millimeter of his peter inside Quinn's ass. Once there he didn't waste any time but began to fuck the boy, pulling almost all the way out before reversing and going all the way back in. "Let me suck on your cock Martin," Quinn moaned so I put the camera down and went to him. Quinn raised himself up on his hands so I knelt in front of him and fed him my cock. He surprised me a little by taking almost half of me inside his warm mouth before backing off from it. "Oh man Quinn I'm gonna squirt," Ethan moaned and began slamming his hard cock into his lover's ass, the sound of their coupling heard easily above the noise of the crackling fire. His head rolled back as he fucked Quinn and I knew that he was unloading his boy honey into his friends tight ass wondering not for the first time what it would be like to have the beautiful thirteen year olds cock ramming in and out of my own ass. Ethan finally slowed down and Quinn took my cock from his mouth. "You want to fuck me Martin? I didn't cum and I want to cum with a cock in my ass." Like I had to be asked twice. Ethan pulled out and I stepped up to the plate. I didn't bother to lube up as there was plenty of liquid there and while bigger, I wasn't all that much bigger than Ethan was. I slipped the head in, heard the boy groan, and continued until my fuzz was touching his brown butt. "Oh fuck Ethan," Quinn groaned, "his cock fills my ass up, wait till he fucks you." I felt myself start at his words; I would be fucking Ethan at some point. I held on and began the motion, pulling out then sliding back inside the boy's tight butt. I loved fucking boys and one that was as cute as Quinn simply made the experience that much better. "How is it Quinn?" Ethan asked as he stood close by and slowly stroked his still hard dick. "It looks hot as all hell with his cock in your asshole." "Fucking awesome Ethan, I swear. Fuck me hard Martin, make me cum from your big hard cock." I was a little stunned at the dialog and the language. Ethan had never cursed in front of me that I could remember and here the boy was at it like a porn star. I kept up a slow fuck of the boy, drawing it out as long as I could. Ethan came to me and offered his face so I planted my lips against his and out tongues engaged in battle both in and outside of our mouths. "I want you to fuck me too Martin," the adorably cute boy said after breaking away from me. "I want to feel your big cock in my asshole." The idea seemed to spur me on and I found myself slamming seven and half fat inches of dick inside Quinn's hole. "Oh yeah Martin fuck me, fuck me harder. I'm almost ready to cum, make me cum Martin." The boy was groaning loudly as I hammered my hard cock into him and my own breath was coming faster. All of a sudden the boy screamed out and I felt the convulsion of muscle on my cock as he spermed out onto the side of the sofa. Needless to say it took me over the edge and I began pumping jet after jet of warm cum into the boy's shaking body in an incredible orgasm. As always it was over too soon but I stayed inside the boy for a bit longer, rubbing his back as I continued to slide slowly in and out of him. When I finally did come out he turned and melted into my arms, kissing me then did the same with Ethan only he held tighter and kissed longer which was okay with me. Back in my shower we talked about the experience, both boys animated in their descriptions and Ethan's insistence that I fuck him as well. As the night wore on we snacked, sucked and fucked, and snuggled and played. I did fuck my hot little Ethan who all but fainted from it since I'd already cum twice. I fucked his tight little ass in a number of positions, Quinn offering his cock and his asshole for Ethan's hungry mouth or using his own mouth on Ethan's cock. I ended up fucking him on his back, his legs back and draped over my arms allowing me to drive down into the boy. When he finally squirted Ethan was all but whimpering in pleasure, his young body dying for the release that finally came. Both boys fucked me as well, one after the other since I didn't cum with the first one, Ethan. It was great having them fuck me in a face to face position as I loved watching the play of emotions on a boy's face as he works to keep the species going, albeit fruitlessly. In between sessions I introduced Quinn to docking, the boy having a difficult time getting his foreskin over my swollen fat cock head. I then pulled my much looser foreskin down over his covered dick head and part of the shaft. Both boys thought that was the coolest looking thing and Quinn loved it when I stroked us. It wouldn't do but what I had to slide my foreskin over Ethan's cock head, the boy declaring that he wished he still had his foreskin. We also lay about the living snuggling kissing and fondling each other, both boys declaring that having me be a part of their play was extremely hot for them. It was for me too. I didn't get to play with an uncut cock very often, let alone one that belonged to such a hot kid as Quinn was. We finally fell asleep snuggled together like puppies in the huge master bed and if there's anything that's as fun as sleeping cuddled up to a naked boy it's being cuddle up to two of them.