Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2005 09:39:21 +1000 From: iarwain7 Subject: How're They Hangin'. Section 5. Usual Disclaimer: If you are not 18 years old yet do not read. If you are offended by male to male sexual content definitely do not read. If the laws in your state or county forbid this type of material, do not read. Otherwise enjoy the story and genuine comments will be appreciated. The author retains copyright (2005) to this story. Reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. How're They Hangin'. >From Section 4. How're They Hangin'? Tim and Todd talked about big Tim for half the drive back to Geelong. "I liked him. He knew stacks about music." "I liked him too Tim, but he was tricky." "Was he gay or not? I still haven't work that out?" "Beats me too! What d'you reckon Andy?" "You couldn't tell." Section 5. It was half past six by the time they reached Geelong and since they were all complaining of starvation, they grabbed some pizzas. They all loved them and since there was a kind of pizza discount war going on, bought a large one each. They ate them at the flat since it was only a few minutes drive, then had quick showers and started on another big session of posing. Tim was really keen and of course Andy and Sam now enjoyed every bit of it after their morning zap. Todd was impressed with the way he looked when they did the first download to the computer and he and Tim actually started arguing over which one was going to wear the thong. At a quarter to nine, Tim told Andy and Sam to sit on the sofa and get each other's boners going then keep a hold of them. "We've got lots to talk about tonight since it'll be a rush in the morning. What are your work times Andy?" "Monday night, Tuesday till four in the afternoon, Wednesday night and Thursday night." "Gosh! That doesn't leave much. Sam, have you got anything happening on Tuesday nights?" "Just my study for school." "Yay! That'll work! Come home with Andy after training and when you've had a meal with him you can do whatever you like for a few hours." He swapped the usual cheeky grins and a high five with Todd for being so clever then continued with his planning. "He can run you home at nine o'clock. Not tomorrow night though, or your olds will wonder why you're never home. We'll all hang out on Saturdays and stay the night. Except when I get a bad roster for my work. Andy! How are you going to get an all over tan? Can anyone see into your back courtyard?" "Not really! Unless they climb on the fence." "Okay! There's only three weeks so you'll have to get started. Sam doesn't really need it that much. What do you want them to do tonight Todd?" "The kissing! They haven't done that much. And this morning Andy said he wanted to oral Sam, so he can do that a few times." "Yeah! And Sam can do it back to see how he likes it too." As soon as they were in the bedroom alone, Andy and Sam practically attacked each other. The build-up of need after holding each other for a quarter of an hour was so strong. Andy dived on the bed then let out a happy moan as Sam fitted himself chest to chest and started rubbing their dicks together. Ten minutes later the first storm was spent and their intimate time started, holding each other quietly, talking softly, gentle fingers and hands roaming and exploring. It felt so great, being comfortable with each other and free from outside orders and eyes. Andy nibbled on Sam's ear and started whispering. "Sam! You're a stud!" "You are too!" Andy could hear the smile in Sam's voice. "You're a super stud!" "You're a super super stud!" "And you're my special Sam the Stud!" They talked about the day's events, Sam spooned in front, and shared their feelings and thoughts till the soft tube of flesh Andy's fingers were playing with started to come to life again. "Wow! See how quick you are Sam!" Sam went to move, but Andy stopped him till his slowly moving hand and fingers teased him to full erection. "Super hard Sam!" Andy's hand gave a verifying squeeze then moved with a feather touch, down then up till he encountered the flared edges of Sam's helmet. "Sam! Is it all right about the oral stuff? We haven't talked about it and I didn't even know I'd said anything till Todd gave us the orders." Sam wriggled round, licked his tongue slowly down Andy's chest, stomach and soft, barely visible treasure trial, then gave a few licks to Andy's rapidly rising erection. "It's only all right if you let me go first." He snuggled into place with his groin warm and wonderful against Andy's, their chests resting together, and started exploring with his tongue. Andy slipped his hand between them to hold their cocks. Their first oral happened with Sam's busy mouth, followed by Andy's being just as busy in return. The second one was a long, drawn-out game in a true sixty-nine position, climaxing not long before their sleep time of eleven o'clock. The next morning was a rush. At seven o'clock they had the compulsory session in the shower, embarrassing because they couldn't stop their noise and action when Tim and Todd just happened to be in the bathroom at the same time to gel their hair. At 7:15 there was breakfast and a zap session, and a bit after half past they were in the car. By the time Sam had been dropped off, then Tim and Todd, it was only a quarter an hour before Andy was due at his part-time work. The next few weeks went by with a normal routine, if you could call it that. Very busy for Andy with his four days of Tafe course, part-time work, and swimming at the centre. Tuesday evenings, sharing a meal with Sam and then a couple of hours on the bed, was wonderful. On both Saturday's they followed the pattern of a day at the beach, boogie-boarding, time at the special place in the dunes where Andy and Sam would put on some involuntary show, then heading home for a session of work at the poses, followed by everyone staying the night with Andy and Sam being sent to the bedroom around nine o'clock with orders from Todd to 'really get into it'. Sundays were study days for Andy and he was relieved that Tim understood this. Bradley was delighted when he saw the CD of poses that Tim had made and chose one of the pictures to print out. "I'll show the regulars when they drop in to the shop and they'll spread the word." He explained the detail of what would be happening and where the venue was, then handed over another thong and a swimming costume. On the Thursday, three days before the modelling night, Bradley contacted Andy to say they'd changed the venue. "We had to Andy. The word spread quickly when a few of them saw the picture and at the moment we've got forty-two who say they'll be there. We're hoping this might be one of our most successful nights yet." On Saturday afternoon Andy was very nervous. Practicing the poses was one thing, forty strangers was another. Tim and Todd were spewing because they wouldn't be there and Sam, as usual, was very quiet about it all. They had a light meal, neither was feeling very hungry, and by 6:30 were showered and dressed in their white stud t-shirts from the market. When Tim found out they'd be handing out sandwiches and savories for twenty minutes while everyone was arriving, he decided it would make them more interesting. At least they didn't have to gel. Bradley had ruled against it, much to Tim's indignation. They seemed to have a fixation on things being interesting and as Andy and Sam drove off they heard the parting words. "Go for it Andy! You'll have an interesting night." "Yeah! Sam! Remember! An interesting night!" Just after seven o'clock Andy and Sam drove into a big old house set on a double block. Bradley was unloading gear from a van so they helped him carry it in. He liked their t-shirts and said they'd get everyone smiling, then for the next twenty minutes he went through their routine and showed them all the gear. "It all works well. You go out and do your poses for about a minute and then the ones who want to buy can take photos. That usually takes two to three minutes, or longer if there are lots of cameras. Then while we're getting a record you're back in here changing for the next item. Sometimes we'll repeat a style if enough people let us know they'd like to see it in a different colour, but Trevor lets us know when that's needed. It will go for an hour then we have a break." They went into a big room next, where it would all take place. It was giant. Andy wondered if it was a large rumpus room but Bradley said it was built as an entertaining area. There was a jumble of sofas, easy chairs and a few small tables, but most of the seating had obviously been brought in from elsewhere. Hanging on the wall halfway along the room were a number of black sheets, which Bradley explained were a backdrop for the photographs. A few guys were starting to arrive, so Bradley took Andy and Sam through another door then along to the kitchen to collect a tray of sandwiches each. The owner of the house was there and Andy actually felt less nervous after being introduced. He was an elderly guy with a very friendly manner that made them feel welcome. Walking around with trays of food was scary for a start, but every single one of them did have a bit of a grin at his T-shirt and they all seemed friendly. There was lots of laughter too, and Andy quickly got used to moving from group to group. Trevor introduced and welcomed them officially and the night got underway. They started with a red g-string, almost the same as the one they had at home. It was kind of interesting having the same style and colour for both of them and Sam gave Andy a quick hug just before they went out. God! It suddenly felt like a thousand people were all staring at him. One pose, another, then after the third the cameras started. It looked like half the people were taking photos. As they'd arranged, they used three poses for each costume, changing from one to another after fifteen seconds, well what Andy thought was fifteen seconds, and Sam following his lead. Andy stopped posing, walked over and held Sam in a frontal hug and went back to his pose. Hell! Where did that come from? Andy saw the matching surprise in the look Sam gave him. The cameras finished and they went to change into some very revealing, yellow bikini briefs which Bradley had ready for them. "Sam! I couldn't help it! Tim's done something." After three new poses and plenty of photos, they changed to a black g-string and made their way on. This time it was Sam who did the hugging. A five second interruption which held everyone's eye. After two more changes they put on the exact model thong they'd been wearing at home. A light blue high-riser type and the most revealing item yet. They moved to the door, ready to go when Sam panicked. "Andy! What will I do? I can't go out." Andy had just enough time to see how Sam's blue thong was stretched when his own boner started springing up. No! Please no! This couldn't happen! When Bradley opened the door he straightaway asked what was wrong. "We can't go out!" He just smiled when he saw the problem. "Of course you can! Don't worry! It happens sometimes with the models and everyone loves it." They stumbled to their first pose and by the time they changed to the second, the low hum of conversation had given way to total silence. Andy wondered if his whole body was blushing. It certainly felt that way. His mind told him that 2000 eyes were focused on one portion of his anatomy. His mind also told him he'd swollen to at least a foot in length and that the thong had stretched so much as to be almost transparent. Andy felt himself at total rigidity, his boner stretching the already stretched material way past its design. He moved to the third pose, fearful that he might pop out at the top. The cameras started clicking and he thought they'd never stop. Thankfully the pressure started subsiding and by the time they were alone for the next change they were almost back to normal. With his heart pounding and perspiration dripping, Andy looked at the shock on Sam's face. "God Sam! When are we going to murder those two?" A couple of changes later they broke their second pose, stood next to each other, bumped their hips and did a slow, sexy grind of their loins then stepped back into the pose. Three more double boners popped up during the course of the night. Three times Andy and Sam stood rampant, posed with wisps of clothing accentuating their condition. Cameras clicked and Bradley's sought after interest must have been close to total. There were no new gimmicks but every third or fourth change would occasion one of the hugs or the hip bump. During the break they suddenly put their food trays down, pulled their T-shirts off, then continued serving bare-chested. Trevor and Bradley were ecstatic. "This is our best night ever Andy! You've got them eating out of the palm of your hand. Half of them are only buying the gear so they can take photos. It's just as well we brought extra styles in case some lines didn't go over too well." The posing finished at 10:30, almost half an hour later than expected, and Andy was astonished at the cheers and clapping when Trevor thanked them and announced they'd be modelling again next month. It was well after 11:00 when two exhausted bodies collapsed on the sofa in Andy's flat. There was no rest for another half hour though because Tim and Todd were practically bursting with the need to know all the details and how well their surprises had worked. Sam looked even more tired than Andy felt and in bed they just cuddled together and closed their eyes. The End of Section 5. To Be Continued. Another show? -in section 6. Author's Note. Any comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated. My email address is iarwain7@ains.net.au and other stories can be found in the author's section of Nifty under 'Iarwain'. Iarwain.