Date: Thu, 4 Jun 2015 15:34:32 +0100 From: Alfie Subject: The Photo Shoot Lots of great feedback for my last couple of stories has inspired me to write another, so here it is. All the usual disclaimers apply. Don't be a dingbat! If you're not supposed to be here then go be elsewhere. Nifty has made us all have a fiddle every now and then, so be generous and make a donation to help keep them online so we can all fiddle for years to come. Lots of emails from people asking about me. I'm 30 and from the UK. I love hearing from people if my stories are getting you off so feel free to drop over a message. This is a true story, though I've changed the names for obvious reasons. Anyway, onwards... The Photo Shoot My brother an I have always been close. We were born just a year apart, both of us celebrating our birthdays in July with him being 21 and me being 20, so we've always shared a close bond. We hang in the same social circles, went to the same school and now the same college, and generally spend a lot of time together. That being said, we've grown up to be two very different men. Rudi, my brother, is the joker of the two. He's a wind up merchant, always teasing and playing and making people laugh. He's played rugby all his life and has grown into a tall, well built guy with a great physique. I'm the more serious one, more into studying than sport, though I do play tennis for our county which keeps me in good shape. Rudi is taller than me at 6'4" while I come in at 6'1" and while he is a lot broader than me, my body has more obvious definition. We both have short brown hair, though I seemed to have stopped puberty at 15 with just a small amount on my legs, pits and crotch while Rudi is hairy pretty much everywhere except for his back. Rudi has a girlfriend of two years, Joanne, while I have been dating a guy for about 3 months. His name, like mine, is Carl. It's nothing serious though and definitely won't get to the end of the first year. I came out to my family at 16 and there was no big drama. It seemed like a shock, but not an issue. It was what it was and life carried on much the same. In my second year of college, Rudi's third, we were approached by our friend Aaron who was opening her own photography studio to ask if we would be models for an afternoon to help build up his portfolio. We figured it would be a good laugh and something to give the parents for Christmas so we agreed and set a date for later in the week to go along and pose for him. When the day came we took my car and drove to Aaron's studio just a little bit outside of town. When we got inside I was surprised by just how technical it all was. The lights and rigs and tripods and whatever else was there that I couldn't even put a name to. He had the full works and I was really impressed. We sat, had a coffee and discussed the plan for the afternoon. "Really what I want is just some nice, natural shots of the two of you, not overly posed, but not too informal either", Aaron informed us. "It shouldn't take too long and I will walk you through it to get the right shots. It will really help for my portfolio and give me something else to go on the wall so customers can see a nice range when they come in. How does that sound?" It seemed fine with us, not that either of us had any idea of how else it should be, so we just agreed with whatever he was saying and then started to work. Arron set up the lights and backdrops and brought out a chaise for us to sit on. We did some basic poses and tried to smile but I don't think it was looking very natural. Neither of us had done anything like this before and we were both a little nervous. Aaron was doing a good job of directing us which made it a bit easier, but the whole thing felt a bit cheesy and embarrassing. I'm not really much of a poser. "Carl, put your arm around your brother. Pull him closer and try to look happy you're here." I did as I was directed and immediately felt the wet cloth of my brothers t-shirt against my arm "Aw bro, you're soaking. That's sick!" I said to Rudi jokingly. The studio lights were hot and truth be told my pits were started to get a bit damp as well. "Bit of sweat won't hurt you, dude", he replied, lifting up his arm and taking a little whiff. He didn't smell bad. I could smell him from where I was sat, but it wasn't a bad smell. Mostly his deoderant mixed with a little bit of natural man smell. I liked it. He tried grabbing my head and forcing it to his armpit. I pulled away, mock wrestling with him and we played about a bit, laughing and pushing at each other, and for the first time forgetting there was a camera in our faces. "That's great, guys. Finally some natural looking shots." I heard Aaron say. "I'll make models of you yet." On hearing this Rudi stood up and took his shirt off. Ever the joker, he started making silly poses to the camera, twirling his shirt around his finger, pursing his lips or flexing his muscles, but hamming up every single pose. Aaron was laughing as he snapped away and I was laughing seeing Rudi doing his funnyman routine, but I just sat and watched from the sofa, not joining in. I was never one for drawing attention to myself. "Come on Carl, join in." Arron said, never taking his finger off the shutter button. Rudi beckoned over to me and I froze. I liked having fun but I also get way too embarrassed way too easily. When I hesitated Rudi reached over and pulled me to my feet, all the while pulling silly faces to the camera and over acting every motion. He was loving this but I was just getting red in the face. I could feel it. He pulled my t-shirt up over my head and I stood there like a little boy about to get a telling off, clutching my arms in front of my chest as if to hide myself. I had no shame in my body. I knew I looked good, but I hated feeling exposed and out of control. Rudi knew that but always took advantage. It was like he fed on my embarrassment. The more I would clam up, the more over the top he would get. It's always the same and this was no different. He came over and started posing behind me and pulling on my arms like I was a dummy while putting on a silly voice. It made me laugh and helped loosen me up a bit and I started playing along with him. I could feel his sweaty chest hair rubbing against my back and it was nice. Every time he would lift my arms up I could smell his scent and I was enjoying it perhaps more than I should have. In my 20 years I had neither thought or done anything sexual with my brother, but right now in that moment he was sexy. He looked sexy and smelt sexy and I was enjoying his closeness. We played around a bit more with silly poses until Aaron asked for some more serious ones. He wanted some drama and 'real modelling' while he had us with our tops off, so we started to take it a bit more seriously and I tried to get myself more comfortable being topless in front of the lens. He came over and told us how he wanted us to pose; moody, sexy, etc. and we tried to give him what he was asking for. Rudi, the bigger of the us both was against a wall, one arm up over his head, the button on his jeans popped to show off some underwear while I faced him, one arm reaching accross his chest to press on the wall beside him and my jeans shucked down a tad to show off the top of my ass while looking over my shoulder towards the camera. My face was possitioned near to his left armpit and I was inhaling so much I was worried the others could hear. We stopped for a quick break and Aaron fixed us some more drinks. We had a quick look through some of the shots and I had to admit that some of those later ones were actually quite hot. I don't know much about photography but I can tell a good picture when I see one and the light against the black backgrounds, the shadows and the use of black and white had all combined to make for some really sexy and atmospheric shots. We didn't look like a couple, but we definitely looked to close for brothers. "At some point I'm going to have to get people in and do some nudes," Aaron said. "There's a big market for it but without anything in my portfolio to show that I can do it people have no reason to choose me when they want it done." Without missing a beat Rudi said "We'll do it" and looked at me really excited. It was just the type of thing he would do, but I wouldn't normally do it in a million years. I was nervous, and it was obviously written all over my face because they both started trying to talk me into it, but I had already decided that I would. It would be an experience, that's for sure, but the idea of seeing my brother naked for the first time since we were kids was the deciding factor for me. I felt like a pervert, but we all know that the brain in our pants overrules the brain in our head, so I agreed. Aaron made a few changes to the lights and background while Rudi and I took off our shoes and jeans. Stood there in his pants it felt like the first time I had ever laid eyes on him. Lust took over and it was no longer my brother standing in front of me, but a well muscled, hairy, sexy man with a bulge that was making my balls tingle and a scent that was making my mouth water. His stripy cotton trunks were skin tight and left little to the imagination. He was packing and I wanted to unwrap it. He didn't even seem to notice that I had taken my clothes off. When Aaron was finished on the set he called us over, told us what he wanted and then stepped away to grab his camera. A sudden wave of nerves hit me but before I let myself be overwhelmed I hooked my thumbs into my boxers and pulled them down. Without even thinking I threw them at Rudi's face, laughing. He turned, caught completely off guard and just laughed. It was just his type of prank. I saw him take a quick glance at my dick and then he pulled his off and threw them at me. I made a show of trying to block them but let them hit my face. I inhaled and smelled his balls and cock in the pouch quickly before letting them fall. Once my eyes were free I got to see him in all his glory. I guess I've always been kind of proud of my dick. I've not had many partners to compare it to but I've seen plenty of guys at the gym after tennis so I know that my 5 soft inches and low hanging balls are nothing to be sniffed at and until this moment have never felt small, but when Rudi dropped his pants to show off what must have been 7 soft inches and twice the thickness of mine my tongue nearly fell out of my head. It was beastly. What a beautiful piece of meat hung between his legs. His balls were big like mine but he was hairier and his cock looked enormous. So thick and long. I wanted to reach out and hold it to see if it would feel heavy. It was such a random thought but I was just surprised I could form a thought at all. I tried not to stare for too long but it was obvious that both of them had caught me looking. My brother just laughed and swung his hips a bit, making it move. "Stop gawking and let's get on with it" he said. I moved over and we initiated the first pose that Aaron had asked for. Rudi laid down on the floor, bending his legs at the knee and holding himself up at the elbow. I got into position between his legs in a sort of 'starter' postition, is if I was about to run. We both stared down the camera with intense eyes, as had been asked, and held the pose while Aaron got to work taking shots from various angles. The position was a tad awkward but all I could concentrate on was that the tip of my penis as well as my balls were resting against my brothers leg and every time I looked down my face was less than a foot away from his crotch. He kept moving ever so slightly which caused his leg to rub against my dick and every time he did I felt a bit more blood rush into it. By the time we finished in that position I was at a semi. Aaron moved us into the same position we had taken earlier, with Rudi's back against the wall and once again I had to get in close to my brother. My dick pressed against his hip but every time I tried moving back Aaron would stop and tell me to get in closer. Once again I could smell my brothers pits and it was driving me crazy. For a moment I forgot that he could feel my dick pressed against him and I just got lost in his aroma. My dick was getting harder but I only noticed when he reached down and moved it to one side so instead of prodding him it laid between us across his hip. He made a comment about making me more comfortable and then shot me a wink, but I was frozen in place with embarrassment that not only did he know I was hard from touching him but also that he'd had to move it out of the way to stop it poking into him. "Remember to pose, but look natural", Arron called out. "And don't be afraid to move around a little. If you hear me clicking away it means I've got the shot so try some other poses." My dick wouldn't go down. I couldn't stop thinking about the way my brother had gripped it and every now and again it would pulse, and I knew he could feel it. Taking his cue from Aaron, Rudi held my jaw in his palm and moved his body slightly, staring me right in the eyes. He was so intense, trying to give good shots but also not letting me escape the situation. I didn't know what to do but I knew I hadn't moved in what felt like about 3 hours so I turned by body in towards my brother and moved my hand down to his thigh using my arm to block his penis from the shot. I could feel it on the back of my wrist and I was aching to grab hold of it. My dick let out another flex and a moment later I felt my brothers do the same. He grinned at me a little then did it again. That was definitely intentional. He moved the arm that was above his head down and held my waist, and all the while we could hear Aaron clicking away. After a few moments Rudi moved. I stayed in postition facing the wall while he stood behind me, holding my arms out and pinning me in place. His body was to my right, showing off my ass to the camera and I felt his dick against my waist. It was hard now and I could resist no more. With our backs to Aaron I dropped a hand down and grabbed hold of it. It was huge and my hand barely fit around it. Rudi tensed in my palm and as I pulled his foreskin back gently I felt a spot of precum escape his cock. He wrapped his left arm around my waist and grabbed hold of my dick. I thought I would shoot a load right there and then but I managed to hold off. He tucked his head into the crook of my neck and gave me a little kiss on the neck while squeezing my tool. I couldn't believe this was happening. Rudi had always been ok with me being gay but there had never been any hint that he would do something like this. We didn't even jokingly flirt of mess around. We hadn't been naked in front of each other since we were kids and there was definitely nothing sexual between us before today. It was unbelievable. The whole thing was so slow and calculated. While we were busy exploring each other we were still posing for Aaron. Well, Rudi was. I was just trying not to squirt cum all over the backdrop. Every time his lips touched my skin or his hands moved around my body he would stop for the shot. We were already way past just posing, but it was as though he was hedging his bets so that he could pass it off as just getting the job done. It was more than that though. We both knew it. We were both hard and exploring each other and that wasn't in the plan for the shoot. That was us. What we wanted. Rudi turned around to face the camera again. He was obviously hard but he didn't care and Aaron didn't stop clicking away. He pulled me down onto the floor, still thinking about his angles and what the camera could see and then he laid down on top of me, pinning my dick between us as he tensed up his body to show off all the muscles and definition. We posed like a couple in love and he caressed and hugged me as he moved around. Slowly he kissed his way down my body, stretching his arms back towards my face and showing off for the camera. I was concentrating less and less on what Aaron was doing and all I could focus on was my brother getting closer to my dick with his lips. When he finally got there he held my hard prick in his hands, pulling back my foreskin and kissing the head, all nice and slow while Aaron captured every moment. Every now and then he would shoot me a look, sometimes with a grin but mostly just intense. He was posing but it was his gateway into sucking his brothers dick. I didn't care what excuses he used, I just needed him right there and I didn't care who saw. I couldn't take any more and I decided to assert a bit more control. He had kissed me all over so far except for the lips and I wanted it bad. I pushed myself up from the floor towards Rudi and he stopped what he was doing. My hands found his sweaty pits and I pulled him in closer, leaning towards him for a kiss. For a second I was worried he might pull away but instead his lips met mine and our tongues pushed together in an embrace. I reached down, grabbing his dick in my hand and began to jack him off. There was nothing slow about this any more and I wasn't worried about blurry photographs, I just wanted to make my brother cum and see the ecstacy on his face when he did. His dick was about 10 inches or so, maybe a bit bigger, and as thick as a beer can. It was now my new favourite thing in the whole world and I jacked it hard and fast. He moaned into my mouth and gripped on to my cock as we jacked each other off. Without breaking our rhythm we rose to our knees in front of each other, still kissing and still jacking each other off, getting faster and faster and more frantic as we did. Arron was across the room but his camera was now on a tripod and he was shooting remotely. Somewhere along the line he had undone his zipper and pulled his long, cut cock out of the fly and was jacking along while watching us. With his free hand Rudi reached down under my balls and pushed a finger against my hole. I followed his lead and did the same, surprised at how hairy and sweaty his hole was. As though on cue we both pushed in at the same time, the force from which propelled us forward and made our kiss even more intense but I pushed back slightly to get more of him inside me. The feeling of my brother fingering my hole was amazing, but it didn't last for long. Seconds later he was pulling away. I stayed in position, not entirely certain what was happening and why he had stopped, but he quickly moved himself around and put his lips over the tip of my cock, licking the head and gently sucking my shaft, getting lower and lower as he took more of my 8 inches into his mouth. I wanted to get in on the action so I repositioned on the floor and manouvered us into a 69 position. Within moments my brothers finger was back in my ass, massaging my prostate and sucking me deeper into his throat. He was a total pro and I began to wonder if this was even his first time. He took all 8 inches of my dick into his mouth, flicking his tongue along the tip and sucking out my precum. He never once caught me with his teeth and the pressure between soft and gentle and hard and frantic was driving me while. The entire time that my cock was in my brothers mouth I was on the edge. I was lost in his amazing blow job and I knew I was about to cum. I spoke up, thinking he would not want me to cum in his mouth but my words went ignored. Rudi held on tighter, sucking even harder and worked his finger inside my hole even faster. It was driving me crazy and I had to work hard to concentrate on sucking his enormous meaty cock. Arron was now sat next to us, not joining in but jacking himself hard watching us go to town on each other. Rudi pushed another finger up inside my ass and it was all I could take. Without warning my cock erupted sending shots of cum deep down my brothers throat. He drank drop after drop of my jizz and when he pulled my dick from his mouth he licked the last drops direct from the tip. The waves of orgasm felt amazing and I don't think I've ever cum as much as I did then. He smiled at me, obviously enjoying my load. I wanted to return the favour so I turned my attention back to his huge tool. His dick was solid and leaking onto my tongue. I could feel every vein along his shaft and my dick was getting hard again as I worked his rod. His balls were tightening and I knew he was getting close so I sucked his meaty cock for all I was worth. I pulled his dick from my lips, jacking it until rope after rope of sticky cum shot across my face. There must have been a gallon of it and as it hit my lips I tasted it's sweet saltiness. I counted 9 jets before it died down to a trickle from his shaft. He smiled at me then kissed me on the lips, tasting his own cum as Aaron shot his load over us both without saying a word. After some time recuperating we cleaned up and headed home. Aaron didn't let us look at the pictures straight away so we made plans to go back the next week for a viewing. As I was driving us home Rudi asked if he could stay at mine for the night. Things got a whole lot more interesting from there on out. If you like the story and want part two, send over an email and tell me your thoughts.