Date: Tue, 19 Jan 2021 16:59:29 +0000
From: Ares Jay <aresjay@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Photoshoot (Gay / Adult Youth)

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THE PHOTOSHOOT
By Ares Jay

I've been a professional photographer for nearly two decades now. I started
out as a freelancer, doing assignments for newspapers and magazines, but
when my career started to gain some traction, I became more involved with
the commercial industry.

I've done photoshoots of basically everything; from cars and computers, to
makeup and clothing. I have a small studio that I like to use for clothing
shoots and it was there I was shooting when what you are about to read
happened.

I had been hired by one of the top fashion houses to do a shoot of their
new kids-collection for the summer lineup.

I've worked with kids plenty of times in the past and most of them are
really great, especially the inexperience ones, because there's a real
sense of accomplishment when you see them overcome their initial shyness,
and then witness them blossom in front of the camera.

The parents though, that's another can of worms. The majority are nice
enough but once in a while, you run in to these really driven - almost
hysterically so - individuals that just want to control everything.

Without being a sexist or anything, it's usually the mothers that are the
worst. Seeing their kids modelling in front of the camera, I don't know, I
think it maybe hits a sore spot with them, reminds them that they never
made it as a model themselves.

Anyway, I was shooting an entire collection that day; jackets, jeans,
shirts and underwear. The kid they had hired was this little nine-year-old
boy named Caleb. He had only done face-shots at that point, some toothbrush
commercials, I believe, and it was easy to see why they'd picked him.

He was simply drop-dead gorgeous.

Caleb had a really cute face with a smile that could light up the room. His
blue eyes were big and innocent, and his hair was thick and toffee in
color. The boy had the loveliest freckles across his nose which gave him
such a beautiful and boyish look.

He was slim without being skinny, 4ft 2in tall with just under sixty pounds
spread out proportionally across his tanned frame.

His mother, Michelle, who was quite beautiful herself, brought the boy into
my studio and I could see that he was somewhat shy.

"Hi, Caleb, good to meet you," I smiled, trying to be as disarming as
possible.

The boy had an embarrassed smile on his face when he took my hand. I loved
that. Some kids, those that've been in the game for years, can be quite the
divas but Caleb fortunately showed none of these traits. If anything, he
seemed surprised that anyone found him pretty enough to put him in adds and
commercials.

"He's still rather new at this," his mother confirmed with an almost
apologetic tone.

"He's gonna do fine," I told her, "Ain't that right, Caleb?"

The boy giggled and nodded.

I brought them into the studio, showed them around the place and pointed
out the spot where the sunlight would be perfect coming in through the
skylights. I had Caleb's mother stand in front of the green screen while I
showed Caleb how I could manipulate the background on my computer by
inserting various images.

He laughed out loud when I put her in front of a pigsty, then on the
surface of the moon. The boy was really smart and quickly learned how to
switch around the background and alter lighting, focus and contrast.

I could see that his mother really appreciated that I took the time to make
her little son feel welcome, and it was obvious that Caleb's initial
shyness was quickly evaporating.

"You' ready to begin, kiddo?" I asked him.

"Sure," the boy replied in his soft and tender voice.

After handing his mother a cup of coffee and showing her the couch from
where she could observe the photoshoot, I pointed out the dressing room to
Caleb. A currier had arrived the day before with all the clothing items and
I had laid them out for the boy in the dressing room.

While Caleb changed clothes, I chit chatted with his mother. Michelle was a
single-parent, she had another child, a six-year-old daughter, Hannah, and
worked as a secretary at a law firm. She had taken the morning off to drive
Caleb to the shoot and I really admired her devotion to her children.

With her good looks, I had originally thought that she had been a model
herself but that turned out not to be the case, and she asked me all kinds
of questions about the industry that I was only too happy to answer.

"He was really nervous this morning," she told me, "It such a big
opportunity for him."

"I think he's gonna do great," I reassured her, "He seems really sweet and
genuinely interested. I've seen a lot of up and comers and Caleb certainly
appears to have the whole package."

"Yeah?"

"Absolutely," I nodded, "And with genes like that, he's definitely got an
advantage."

Michelle smiled and couldn't help but blush at my compliment - even as
cheesy as it was.

We looked up as Caleb stepped out of the dressing room. I could see the
motherly pride in Michelle's eyes at the sight of her beautiful son. He was
wearing a pair of slim-fit jeans, sneakers, a really cool shirt and a great
looking hoodie.

"Look at that," I smiled and got up.

Caleb blushed at the attention and looked down at his feet. I made some
slight adjustments and we began the shoot. Caleb was a breeze to work with,
taking advise like a pro without any of the attitude that sometimes come
with that.

We did all the poses you could think of, sweet boy, bad boy, happy boy, you
name it. I had Caleb jumping, running, dancing in all kinds of various
outfits and he was doing incredibly well for someone as inexperienced as
him.

Michelle really enjoyed herself as well, seeing her son express himself
like that. Her cellphone chimed at one point and I noticed a concerned look
on her face when she ended the call.

"Is everything okay?"

"I'm terribly sorry," Michelle told me, "We have a pressing situation at
work and I need to go the office, is it okay if I leave Caleb here and pick
him up in the afternoon."

"Yeah, absolutely," I said, "We'll be at least a couple of hours, we still
got a ton of stuff to go through."

"Thank you so much," she told me, "I'm really sorry to dump him on you like
this."

"Nah, forget about it," I smiled and waved off her concern.

She kissed her son goodbye and headed off to work. Caleb and I kept
shooting until I felt certain we had gotten everything we needed for the
outer wear collection. I told Caleb to take a break until we shifted to the
underwear shoot.

He smiled when I handed him a diet Coke and a protein bar. We talked a bit
about how he was doing in school and what his favorite classes were. The
boy was really opening up to me and it was great sitting there, talking to
him.

"Can I see the pictures?" he asked.

"Of course," I said.

We headed over to my desk and it caught me a bit by surprise when Caleb
climbed up onto my lap. He really trusted me - maybe he just needed a
father figure in his life - but I genuinely felt that we had hit it off.

I put my arm around his narrow waist and scrolled through the photos we had
taken. He was really impressed with our work and actually complemented my
skills. What a great kid.

"I just hold the camera, sweetheart," I told him, "What you see there,
that's all you."

Caleb just giggled, still not accustomed to compliments. Without really
noticing it, I suddenly found myself relishing his boyish scent. I'm pretty
sure he wasn't wearing any perfume but he still had this sweet and natural
fragrance which my nostrils really, really savored.

It surprised me even more when I realized how much I enjoyed having this
spirited child on my lap, and when Caleb slid down to his feet, I felt a
sudden sting of longing in my heart. I had to take a deep breath in order
to compose myself and shake off the weird sensation.

I had done plenty of photoshoots with beautiful kids, boys and girls - many
of them even prettier than Caleb, but this child was different in a way
that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

"Should we get started again?" I asked, eager to get back to being a
professional.

"Uh-huh," Caleb excitedly nodded.

"Put on the tights first," I told him, "Then we'll do the briefs."

Caleb disappeared into the dressing room and I changed the lens on the
camera. When the boy stepped out a few minutes later, I had to swallow hard
to retain my professional composure.

The boy, dressed only in a pair of tight boxers, looked absolutely
lovely. I could see that he was a bit embarrassed with his appearance by
the way he folded his hands in front of his groin.

"You look great," I blurted out and quickly added, "How do they feel?"

"They're really nice," Caleb smiled, his cheeks still a bit red.

"Okay, let's get started."

The boy quickly overcame his inhibitions and was soon posing like a
seasoned professional. Although he didn't have much of a bulge in the
boxers, I had a hard time taking my eyes off it as he moved around for
frontal and rear shots.

I felt my own cheeks start to burn when the little boy turned his lovey
tight buttocks at me and peered over his shoulder. A pair of ripe little
melons, that's what they were, and - rather unprofessionally - I had him do
poses that stretched the tight fabric of the boxers so lovely around his
gorgeous butt.

I knew that they would never be used - or even seen - by the fashion house,
they were solely for my own personal portfolio. Caleb changed boxers
several of times, trying on different models and colors, and each time he
ran into the changing room, I found myself wishing that he would just
change in front of me.

When we had finished the boxers-shoot, I asked if he wanted to see the
pictures - which he, of course - did. Again, he climbed up on my lap and I
felt my body tremble from having my arm around this almost naked boy. I let
Caleb scroll through the pictures while his little butt pressed so
enticingly against my groin.

I almost cursed at myself when I felt my cock hardening in my pants against
his tender buttocks. I don't know if Caleb felt it, but when he moved his
butt around a bit, it only sent more surges of pleasure through my groin.

He looked down at one point, probably wondering what that hard thing was
that he was sitting on, but when he looked up at me, he just sent me one of
his adorable smiles.

"What do you think?" I asked, nodding at the pictures on the screen.

"They're really good," he replied and I heard the honesty in his voice, "Am
I doing it right?"

"Are you kidding? You're doing great," I told him and kissed the top of his
head.

I almost freaked out when I realized what I had just done. That was totally
inappropriate of me but Caleb, not knowing any better or not caring or
actually appreciating it, just smiled and leaned against me.

We sat there for a while, going through the pictures, even the ones that
were a bit raunchy. Caleb giggled at the close-ups I had taken of his butt
and groin. There was only a little hint of a bulge in the frontal shots,
but seeing them up close like this in 4K definition, almost took my breath
away.

"You're very beautiful," I told him and couldn't help but kiss the top of
his head again.

The little boy looked up at me with a somewhat flustered look on his face.

"You're gonna be a superstar," I quickly added, trying to coat my words in
a bit more professionalism.

"You really think so?" Caleb asked.

"Absolutely, kiddo," I nodded and ran my hand up and down his back,
caressing his soft skin.

"I always feel like I'm doing it wrong," he smiled.

"Most people do, you wouldn't be human if you didn't."

"Aren't there, like, some things I can do better?"

"Well," I started, "There's a trick I've seen some of the older models use
when they are shooting shirtless."

"What?"

"I've seen them sort of rub their nipples a bit," I told him - which was
true, "It helps tighten up the skin on your chest."

"The nipples?"

"It works," I nodded, "I've seen it."

Caleb looked down at his chest. He didn't really have nipples to speak of
but he was so eager to be the best he could be, and grabbed his small buds
between the fingers and squeezed them. The boy looked up at me, not
understanding why that would make his skin tighter.

"No," I smiled, "You have to be gentler."

I reached down and softly ran my fingers across his nipples. He giggled at
first but when I felt his sprouts harden against my fingers, the smile
dissipated on his gorgeous face. Sure enough, the skin around his nipples
tightened as I had told him.

"See?" I smiled.

"It tickles," the boy said.

"In a bad way?"

Caleb held my gaze before shaking his head. I thought I saw a slight
movement in his boxers as I continued caressing his nipples, but I could
have been mistaken.

The small pinpoints felt hard and firm against my fingers and my cock
twitched in my pants. I'm certain Caleb felt it this time but he didn't
react, he just stared at my fingers as they stroked his chest.

Catching myself enjoying it way too much, I asked Caleb if he was ready to
change to the briefs. The boy nodded and headed off to the changing room.

I could hardly stand with my cock being as hard as it was. When I looked
down, the fat sausage-shaped lump in my tight jeans was seriously
visible. I took a couple deep breaths, hoping it would take at least some
of the hardness out of my erection. It took a few moments but I eventually
felt my cock soften a bit.

Setting up the camera again, I noticed that the boy was taken longer than
usual to change.

"Is everything okay, Caleb?"

"Yeah," I heard him say - though not terribly convincingly, "They're just a
bit tight."

"You need any help?"

There was a pause, then:

"Yeah."

I pulled the curtain aside. Caleb had his back to me and was dressed in the
most gorgeous tighty-whities. They were - as the name suggests - indeed
quite tight, showing off a bit of his firm buttocks.

Caleb turned around, cheeks red hot.

"Oh," I said, nearly choking on my saliva.

A very prominent bulge was sticking out in front of his cotton
briefs. Whatever hardness I had been able to force out of my own cock
through sheer will, came rushing back with a vengeance. I don't know
whether it had been me, caressing his nipples, or if the boy had tried it
himself, but whatever it was, it had caused him to have an erection.

I could see the embarrassment on the child's face and immediately felt
sorry for him - no one should ever have to feel ashamed for getting excited
like that, especially not such a sweet kid as Caleb.

"I'm really sorry," the boy said in a squeaky voice.

I quickly knelt in front of him, running a hand through his mane.

"Hey hey, you don't have to apologize," I soothed him, "That happens to me
all the time, it's perfectly normal."

"Really?"

I nodded down at my groin and Caleb saw the snaking bulge in my pants. He
giggled at the sight and it warmed my heart to hear his sweet laughter.

"Why does it do that?" he asked, not taking his eyes off my groin.

"Sometimes it happens when you're with someone you really like," I told
him, "And sometimes...sometimes it just happens for no reason at all."

"When my mommy wakes me in the morning," he said, "It's usually really
stiff."

Caleb nodded at his little child-erection.

"Same here," I chuckled and took his hand, "Come on, kiddo, let's take some
pictures."

Caleb smiled, clearly relieved that I had been so cool about his little
mishap. He got in front of the green screen and I took up position behind
the camera. My hands felt clammy and my cheeks warm when I focused the
finder on the lovely boy.

He was standing there with a smile on his face, hands on his waist and a
big pointy bulge in his briefs. I began snapping pictures, wanting to get
as many shots of him while he still had an erection. I asked him to turn
his side to me and I had to swallow in dry throat at the marvelous sight.

I could have been mistaken but it looked like his erection was getting
harder and harder because it was pressing so much against the briefs that
the waistband was hardly touching his skin.

Caleb got into all different kinds of poses; on one knee, both knees, on
his back, on his side, on all fours, his front and back to me. I was
snapping away like crazy, praying to God that my memory card wouldn't run
out of storage space.

The boy tugged at his briefs and squirmed a bit.

"Are they hurting you, you know, down there?" I asked him.

"They're just really tight."

I was about to tell him that he could just take the briefs off if they got
too uncomfortable for him, but I was afraid of what he might think of me.

"You think I should?"

I looked up from the camera, realizing that I had actually said it out
loud. The boy didn't look freaked or anything, just like a boy
contemplating my words.

"Um, you might be more comfortable without them," I quickly said, "But only
if you want to, of course."

The little boy thought about it for a few seconds, and when his fingers
grabbed his waistband, my heart skipped about ten or twelve beats. My cock
was going fucking bananas in my pants as Caleb pulled his briefs down,
maneuvering the tight cloth around his little uncircumcised erection.

The briefs slid down to his ankles and he kicked them off, tossing them out
of the frame. He looked up at me, a little embarrassed but also with quite
a bit of relief on his adorable face. I gave him a thumbs up and a smile -
not really knowing what to do with myself.

"You're beautiful," I blurted out and again the boy blushed.

His small, but very, very hard erection, stood out like a totem pole from
his groin and I had to force myself to take my craving eyes off it. Caleb
had the most gorgeous tan line, making his excited penis stand in lovely
contrast to the rest of his tanned body.

The boy assumed the poses he had before and I started snapping. I was
amazed that his gorgeous erection never lost any of its firmness as he
shifted poses, it just stuck out like it was its default position.

"You're doing great," I said, not really knowing if I was talking to him or
myself.

Caleb beamed and got down on all fours, turning his lovely butt at me. I
had a hard time breathing at that point, especially when he looked back at
me with that gorgeous smile.

Every fiber in my body was begging me to get down behind him and lick his
beautiful little anus, and it took an incredible amount of self-control not
to give in to my urges.

I could easily see how much fun he was having, heard his joyful and sweet
laughter as he switched the various positions, and it didn't surprise me
when he came up with new poses on his own.

The first one he did, was an imitation of a dog peeing on a fire hydrant,
with one of his legs in the air, exposing his tender erection. The second
one was a karate kick that I snapped just at the right moment. But when
Caleb did a handstand bridge, with his beautiful little penis pointing
straight up in the air, I almost shot my load in my pants.

The boy looked up and got back to his feet when I approached him, bringing
my camera with me. Without saying anything, I knelt in front of him. He let
out a slight gasp when I reached out for his hard penis and gently rolled
his foreskin back.

His erection twitched in my hand, as mine did in my pants. His glans was so
gorgeous, bloated and distended, purple and shiny. I tried to swallow but
struggled in my dry throat. I looked up at the boy whose mouth hung open in
surprise.

"It's really beautiful, Caleb," I whispered, leaned in and gave his tip a
soft kiss.

Now it was the boy's turn to swallow. His cheeks immediately turned crimson
but this time, it wasn't in embarrassment but rather excitement. I'm sure
he felt confused and flustered by the feelings his tender body was
experiencing but he dealt with it really well.

I backed away and began snapping pictures again. It didn't take Caleb long
to get back into character again and soon he was posing so lovely for
me. He didn't seem to mind exposing his glans like that for the camera, and
I made sure to compliment him for his choice of poses.

"Do you ever, like, touch your penis, Caleb?" I asked while snapping away
from different angles.

The boy giggled but after a few seconds, he nodded.

"Me too," I said, "Feels nice, doesn't it?"

Another giggle followed by a nod.

"Try touching it now," I told him.

The boy paused for a moment before putting his hand on his little
erection. He just stood there, holding on to it, not really knowing what
else to do.

"Just do the poses again while holding it," I smiled, mimicking his
previous positions.

Caleb slowly but surely got back into the groove of things and was quickly
hitting up some extremely alluring poses. His slim and naked body looked
exceptional in the various positions, and the way he held his little
erection - just hard enough to make the veins stand out along his thin
shaft - really put it over the top.

I lowered the camera and the boy looked up at me.

"Would you be okay with me taking off my pants as well?" I asked, "They're
really tight too."

Caleb - knowing exactly what a trapped erection felt like - just laughed
and nodded. I put the camera down for a minute and unbuckled my belt. It
felt absolutely great to finally get my jeans off.

What I hadn't told Caleb, was that I wasn't wearing any underwear - I
usually don't - and I saw his lovely blue eyes go wide when my hard cock
popped out in the open. He stared at it in amazement, then looked up at me.

"It's really big," he said.

"Do you want me to put my pants back on?"

"No no," Caleb said, "I just didn't know it was going to be that big."

"It's just a penis, Caleb," I chuckled, "Sure, it's bigger than yours but
I'm also a lot older than you and when you reach my age, yours gonna be
just as big."

I could see that my answer hadn't really convinced the boy and, feeling
that more words wouldn't help, I walked over to him, my erection pointing
straight at his young chest.

"See," I said, "It's just like yours."

His gaze glided from my eyes down to my throbbing cock. I could see him
studying it, comparing it to his own little hard erection. He looked up at
me again.

"Can I, like, touch it?"

My cock trembled as I tried as hard as I could to fake a contemplative
expression. Of course he could touch it, he could touch it as much as he
wanted.

"Are you sure?" I asked, prolonging my own misery.

Caleb nodded.

"Go ahead."

The boy brought up his hand, hesitated a moment, then placed a finger on my
glans. My cock immediately twitched and the boy retracted his finger like
he had burned it. He looked up at me, eyes wide. I couldn't help but
chuckle and soon Caleb was laughing too.

He tried again with his finger, producing the same result.

"Just put your hand around it," I smiled.

I had to stifle a moan when I felt the boy's small hand fold itself around
my throbbing shaft.

"It's really warm," he said looking up at me.

"Do you wanna take some pictures of us together?" I asked.

Caleb immediately nodded and I could see that the thought excited him. I
put the camera on its tripod and activated the video-still mode, where the
camera would capture a video as normal, plus take still-shots every second.

I took the rest of my clothes off, went back to the boy and heard the
camera starting to do its job. It started out a little awkward, just a
grown man and a little boy standing there with their erections sticking
out, but as we gradually got into it, it turned out to be a blast.

Caleb was an absolute joy to work with and it quickly turned out, that he
was basically up to anything that I suggested. Him sitting on my knee, us
hugging, Caleb straddling me with my hard cock pressing against his lower
back.

One of my favorite poses that we did, was with Caleb lying on his side,
resting his head on his elbow, with me behind him, spooning the little boy,
while my throbbing cock was resting against his little hairless sack
through his spread legs.

Caleb didn't freak out when I began putting my hand on his erection in some
of the shots, he did shoot me a slightly flustered glance but once the
camera started clicking, he was back smiling at the lens. We did all kinds
of poses with me holding on to his little throbbing erection, and when I
asked Caleb to put his hand on mine as well, he barely hesitated.

I kept complimenting him, kept encouraging the little boy, giving him
slight instructions every now and then. Caleb was so eager to learn, so
determined to perform to the very best of his abilities, that he never even
blinked when I decided to change the theme of the pictures to something
slightly more pornographic in nature.

I still kept it at the softer end of the scale, you know, suggestive poses
without actually making contact. The first one was with me on my knees in
front of the boy, my lips puckered in a kiss mere millimeter from the
child's bloated glans. We did the opposite pose as well, with Caleb on his
knees in front of my cock, him doing a kissing face.

The next one was with Caleb on all fours, his gorgeous butt facing the
camera. I was on his side, spreading his firm buttocks, revealing his tight
little anus. In one of the shots, I brought my face close to his beautiful
opening, holding out my tongue as if licking him.

His tender anus gave off an excitingly pungent scent that I loved taking in
through my nostrils. I then got behind him, leaned in over him and aimed my
throbbing cock at the child's adolescent anus, mimicking us doing it doggy
style.

I think Caleb could tell that I was getting more and more excited during
the shoot but if it even remotely bothered him, he neither showed or said
it.

We did another pose where Caleb was on his back, his legs spread and me
between them in a missionary position. That was the first time our
erections touched, shaft against shaft.

It was wonderful finally feeling his hard little penis press against
mine. The boy seemed to enjoy it as well because he was struggling not to
giggle every time our erections made contact. I chuckled at the sound of
his sweet laughter, pressed my cock against his.

"It tickles," the boy said.

"You wanna try something that really, really tickles?" I asked.

The boy eyed me but I could sense the insatiable curiosity lurking directly
behind his gaze. Caleb nodded and I pushed myself back so that my face was
now between his legs. The boy sucked in a sharp breath when I took his
little erection in my hand and guided it into my waiting mouth.

I savored the wonderful and confused look on the child's face as his eyes
widened and his mouth dropped open. His little erection felt great in my
mouth, so hard, so excited. I created a vacuum around his thin shaft and
moved my head up until my lips were sucking hard on his distended glans.

I felt the child's thighs tremble and let the tip of my tongue tease the
sensitive spot on the back of his little purple mushroom. Caleb pushed
himself up on his elbows, looking down at what I was doing between his
legs. He whimpered in delight and puzzlement at the lovely sensation he
must have been feeling in his young groin.

Keeping my coarse tongue pressed against the back of his glans, I began
moving my head up and down, sucking his exquisite little boy-boner, while I
used my fingers to masturbate him simultaneously.

I love pleasuring young boys like Caleb, and though this definitely wasn't
my first time having a small and pre-pubescent penis in my mouth, Caleb's
erection definitely ranks very high on my all-time chart.

There's just something so terribly exciting about having such a virile
little penis in your mouth, with its incredible firmness, its ballooning
veins along the shaft, its immature eagerness and its unquenchable craving
for that forbidden pleasure.

I slipped my middle-finger in between Caleb's tender buttocks and found his
taut anal-opening. Circling it gently, I heard how the boy began to breath
heavily. Tenderly pressing my finger against his anus, I felt how the
little boy - probably involuntarily - spread his legs a bit more, welcoming
my probing finger.

I really liked the child's gusto. Most boys that age are usually bound by
all kinds of inhibitions - at least to begin with - but Caleb and I had
already developed a tight and intimate relationship, and this moaning
little kid seemed ready for anything I suggested.

While I continued sucking his erection, I pressed my finger a little
further into him, feeling how his taut sphincter grabbed the tip of my
finger like a vise. Loving this, I gently pushed my finger into his warm
anus and heard how the child groaned through clenched teeth, felt how his
little penis twitched inside my mouth.

Driving my finger as far up inside Caleb's anus as it would go, I gingerly
caressed his insides, hoping the tip of my finger was finding his juvenile
prostate. It found something, because I felt his thighs jolt and heard him
whimper in surprised pleasure.

It didn't take many seconds of me sucking his little boner and stimulating
his young prostate before I felt his whole body start to tremble. I heard
his breathing become more and more irregular as I continued pleasuring his
hard penis. I increased my tempo, ran my tongue around his glans with more
intensity.

Caleb's knees started to quiver and he felt like he was about to buck. I
focused all my attention on his stiff little erection, licking it as hard
and fast as I could, feeling how the boy was losing control.

I felt so proud of him, how he managed to keep himself from screaming out
in pleasure was beyond me but when the dry-orgasm suddenly detonated in his
child-loins, Caleb arched his back and I had to hold on to his narrow
waist.

His entire body stiffened and I felt Caleb's thighs spasm
uncontrollably. He held his breath, lungs filled with air. His tiny fingers
shuddered as if he was going through a seizure.

His young rigid body just hanged there for what felt like minutes; heels
dug in, back arched in and upside down `U', the top of his head pressing
against the floor.

When Caleb's body finally relaxed, he slumped down on the floor and emptied
his lungs so quickly that spittle flew from his mouth. He sucked in deep
gulps of air, trying to get his trembling body under control.

Feeling horny to the nth-power, I gently pulled my finger out of the winded
boy. His little penis was already beginning to lose some of its firmness
when I pulled my head back and saw it slump lazily against his stomach.

Pre-cum was dangling from my swollen cock when I spit out a thick and slimy
gob of saliva into my hand. Quickly lubing up my erection with my spit, I
placed my arms behind Caleb's knee pits, pushing his legs back, lifting his
little anus off the ground.

His opening felt so warm against my bloated glans and as I pressed myself
inside of him, I saw Caleb clenching his eyes shut. I bent my head down and
pressed my lips against his. Our tongues met and danced against each other
as I slowly pressed my hard cock deeper up inside the little boy.

Caleb was struggling, groaning into my mouth as my erection slid further up
inside his tight anus. He was a tough kid though, and even though he was in
obvious pain, he desperately wanted to do this - repay me for the wonderful
orgasm I had just given him.

I let his anus expand to fit my girth, given the boy a bit of respite. I
was unsure whether I should pull out of him or not but when he put his arms
around me and I felt his small nails dig into my bag, I began pushing my
simmering cock in and out of his narrow hole.

Caleb opened his eyes as my erection slid all the way up his anus and he
let out a deep prolonged moan. I saw his eyes roll back in their sockets
and felt his tiny body shudder underneath me.

I could be wrong, but I think he had another dry-orgasm at that point and
the sight of it was simply too much for my strained groin. My own orgasm
slammed into my loins with little warning. I huffed and groaned as my thick
semen shot up inside Caleb's trembling anus. The orgasm was extended and
powerful, ejaculating rope after rope of semen into the little boy.

When the climax eventually subsided, I pulled my glistening cock out of
Caleb's anus and collapsed next to him. As I caught my breath, Caleb snuck
up close to me with his back against my chest. I put my arm around the
lovely boy and spooned him while we just laid there.

We might have dozed off for a few minutes but when I suddenly heard the
door buzz, we both sprang to our feet and quickly got dressed while Caleb's
mother made her way up the stairs.

We barely made it and when Michelle stepped into my studio, Caleb and I was
on the couch, each with a magazine in our hands. I looked up as
nonchalantly as I could.

"Hey, Michelle."

"Hi," she smiled and quickly walked over to her son, "How did it go,
sweetie?"

I did feel a little tingle of anxiousness, not entirely sure of what the
boy would say. He quickly put any fears to rest when he told his mom that
it had been the best day ever.

"Oh, I'm so happy for you," his mother said and gave him a kiss.

As Caleb gathered up his stuff, I covertly slipped him my business card. I
gave him a wink and he sent me one of his lovely smiles.

Later the same night, I was in my bed, my computer next to me, scrolling
through all the wonderful pictures Caleb and I had taken together. My cock
immediately sprang to life at the sight of the lovely and excited
boy. Knowing that I wasn't gonna get any sleep if I didn't relieve the
building pressure, I pulled the cover aside and grabbed my already
throbbing erection.

I had only jerked for about a minute when my phone chimed. It was a message
from Caleb.

HAD FUN TODAY :-)

ME TOO :-*

I couldn't help but smile as I hit the send button, loving this little
boy's straightforwardness.

Then a picture arrived from Caleb. It was a picture so arousing that it
made my prostate contract so delightfully that I couldn't do anything to
prevent the semen trickling out of my meatus, pooling in a warm and sticky
little pond on my stomach.

In the picture, Caleb was in his bed, naked and on all fours with his
lovely anus pointing at the camera. That, in itself, could have put any man
over the top, but it was the line of my semen that ran from his opening
down across his perineum to his hairless little sack, that had made my
prostate go bananas.

Below the picture, he had written a short but concise message:

MISS YOU <3

My heart swelled in my chest. Jesus, this little boy had touched me so much
more than I had ever thought possible. I quickly typed in my response, hit
send.

MISS YOU SO MUCH :-* WANNA HANG OUT TOMORROW?

Caleb's reply came almost instantly.

YES!!!!!!!!

I'LL TALK TO YOUR MOTHER, GET IT SORTED OUT

CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU <3

Caleb's reply nearly took my breath away. I switched to the phone app and
dialed up Michelle's number.

"Hello."

I told Michelle that the fashion house had sent over some new items that
they had forgotten to include in the first shipment, and asked if there was
any chance Caleb would be free tomorrow for another shoot.

"Oh," I heard her hesitate, "I don't know if I can get off work again."

"No no, I'll come pick him up," I told her, "You don't have to worry about
that. He's such a breeze to work with and the fashion house is really
pleased with the shoot we did today."

The last point was the truth, they really were very impressed with the
pictures I had snapped of the young boy - the ones I allowed them to see,
of course.

"That's so wonderful," Michelle said and I heard the happiness in her
voice, "Caleb will be ecstatic."

"Deservedly so," I replied, "Okay, I'll pick him up at nine?"

"Great, and thank you so much for working with him, he hasn't stopped
talking about you all day."

"No, thank you," I said and we ended the call.

DONE, KIDDO ;-) SEE YOU TOMORROW

I texted Caleb. His reply made me smile.

<3 <3 <3 MOM JUST TOLD ME. CAN'T WAIT :-* :-* :-*

GOODNIGHT, SWEETIE. SLEEP TIGHT :-*

There was a slight pause before Caleb's reply came through.

I HOPE I DREAM OF YOU <3 WILL YOU BE DREAMING OF ME?

I smiled at his lovely words.

I ALREADY AM :-* <3