Date: Sat, 22 Aug 2020 11:16:05 +0100 From: Rick Shaver Subject: The Photographer - Part 11 A photographer, Rob, who does pictures of naked youth, his friendship with Keith and Keith's teenage son, Charlie. In this episode, Keith goes even further with his boss, and final goes all the way with Charlie. This is fantasy, the England depicted does not exist; the era is the recent past, pre-mobile phones. The story depicts sexual activity between men, and between men and boys. Rob - Me, photographer, 40 Keith -- red-head, 35 Charlie -- 15, Keith's son Mr Durrell (Jake) -- Keith's boss, 30 Linus -- German mechanic at the garage Nial -- art teacher Jacko -- one of the 'Commandos' Toby -- Nial's replacement Bryan Roper -- Charlie's head of year Jason -- football captain 11. Keith: Welcome to the new normal It took Jake a week or two to get used to the new regime at the gym. Keith noticed that at first, Jake was a little coy about being completely naked, but that gradually seemed to like it. Keith knew that things were going OK when Jake started spending more time on the running and rowing machines, where he could work out naked. Each visit would include something approaching sex in the gym and Jake confessed to him in the car one day that he got a thrill out of fucking with an audience. Keith grinned to himself and wondered what the next step could be. When Keith had first met him, Jake had been the sort of guy who unfastened his trousers completely when stood at a urinal, giving anyone else in the room a flash of his shirt tails and underpants. When he had started going commando, Jake had become coy. Not that Keith made a habit of joining Jake for a piss, but sometimes it happened. Then one day, after a meeting they ended up having a piss before the long drive back to the office, and Keith realised that Jake was back to his old ways only this time instead of flashing his briefs he was flashing his naked arse. In the car, in response to Keith's gentle probing, Jake said he'd been a bit paranoid about being discovered and showing too much but then last week there had been a meeting with some shitty clients and he had stood up in front of them. The thought had struck him that there was little between his cock and them, just a piece of flimsy material, and then he realised that his cock and balls were clearly visible in outline and he didn't care. But Jake was far less open at work, and it irked Keith (and Rob too) that there was still the fantasy that Keith gave Jake massage and that his role was not properly acknowledged. But it was a badly kept secret, and most of Keith's fellows knew but Jake was proving difficult to move on the issue. And Keith could not find anything which gave him leverage. Still, he enjoyed giving the secretaries a show and going as far as he dared when going up for their regular fuck, and he had taken to referring to the sessions as 'Uh' -- Long Pause -- 'Massage', to give people the idea. Then Jake came up with most crazy scheme. He had a couple of weeks of meetings with another batch of Middle-Eastern clients, another big contract. There were going to be two or three big dinners, probably with similar entertainment to the last (in fact, this had been made clear to him with a suggestion that he enjoy things). Jake had decided he wanted to create a splash but at the first big reception it was clear that Keith's uniform had some rivals, even without his jacket he was trumped by another attendee who was followed by a pair of muscle-men wearing only tight shorts and boots. Afterwards, Jake had been most put out; he wasn't used to being upstaged not even by colleagues or rivals. Jake had paid for a new pair of boots for Keith, they had seemed unnecessary especially as most of the upper half was covered by his smart suit trousers. But Jake had insisted. And then Keith found out why, for the next round of dinners Jake wanted Keith to wear nothing more than the boots and a jock-strap. Keith was surprised, to put it mildly, but Jake assured him that it would certainly go down well with the clients. So, Keith discussed it with Rob and they decided this was the leverage they needed. Keith agreed, subject to certain conductions. He was to get an extra fee for the inconvenience and possible embarrassment (Jake had no problem with this, and the fee proved hefty), and Jake was to acknowledge their real relationship in the business. This was more of a stumbling block, but finally Jake agreed. Keith thought that something discreet would be said, but in fact an internal memo came round the intranet and there, for all to read, was that Keith Matthews was providing sexual services to Jake. Keith was pleased and embarrassed. He certainly took a lot of ribbing from his fellow drivers, but there was an underlying sense of envy and approbation, especially when they learned that Keith was fucking Jake. Keith had made sure this was known, he'd chatted to a few of the guys and dropped hints as broad as he could. Next sex session with Jake, Keith decided to make the most of it and wore only his jock-strap and boots, if he was going to be seen in public like this then people could get used to it. He got a few wolf-whistles from the drivers as he walked to the executive lift and was delighted to see the look of amazement on the secretaries faces. The sex was as hot as it had ever been, and Keith was greeted at the door of the office by a towel clad Jake, as daring and as public as he had ever been. They had two weeks to go to the meetings, and Keith's first public outing in his new uniform, but he made the most of it when meeting Jake in the office. What with his cock ring, and the way that the jock-strap emphasised his bulge, Keith was also getting a bit of a reputation. He rather liked that. Keith rather suspected that Jake was getting to like having an audience for sex, and sex in the gym was becoming one of the regular things. More than that, Jake was relaxing and would strip off in the changing room and then walk naked, his cock starting to harden, into the gym. Then one day they were getting undressed and Keith realised that Jake knew one of the guys who came out the shower and started getting dressed. In a fit of devilment, Keith decided to see what happened and he said that they were going to fuck right there. Jake didn't demur, and there in front of one of Jake's business associates, Keith fucked Jake. Keith began to realise that Jake might be up for anything, but Keith wasn't sure if he dared. Though Rob was keen he should try. Next visit to the gym they were there one evening quite late, when it was relatively quiet. Keith had stripped off quickly, his cock with its ring already half hard. Jake smiled at him and said that he wished Keith was undressed like that always, when Keith commented that perhaps he should, Jake went bright red. Keith walked over to Jake and pushed Jake's unfastened trousers down and stroked his smooth cock, then he grinned and said that he'd like to see Jake like that too at work. Jake just stared at him, mesmerised and Keith went on, suggesting that it was about time that his office staff got to see everything that Jake had to offer. With the everything, Keith had stroked Jake's hard cock. Jake had not responded, but he hadn't denied the possibility out of hand. And when they had walked into the gym, both had been nearly fully erect. It didn't take long for Keith to go over to the running machines where Jake was working out, and lead him to one side and fuck him right there in the gym. --oOo--oOo-- When Keith got home, all was quiet, he remembered that Charlie had something at school and Rob was off taking photos, doing someone a favour and standing in for them. He stripped off and got himself a drink, the visit to the gym with Jake had left Keith still feeling horny. He was amazed at how far he could go with Jake, and at how he himself had changed. Until he knew Rob, and Jake, and how with Rob's encouragement the relationship with Jake had developed, Keith would never have dreamed of wandering around hard in public and fucking his boss with people present. But then the old Keith would never have dreamed of doing a lot of things, moving in with a guy, shaving off his pubes, going commando, getting pierced, encouraging his son's love of nudity, wanking with his son. And there was one more step wasn't there? By this time Keith was almost hard, and hearing the door he assumed it was Rob, but in fact Charlie appeared. His son was naked in no-time, scattering clothes everywhere, and came over and hugged his father. This was nothing new, that they were naked was hardly new any more. But Keith could feel his cock pressing against his son, and he could feel his son's cock getting hard; Rob repeatedly told Keith of his amazement at how quickly and easily the boy got hard for photo shoots. But this time it was different, Keith didn't pull away, he relished the feel of his son's naked body. Then there was a slight relaxation and he sensed a hesitation from Charlie; Keith put a hand gently on his son's head and muttered almost inaudibly, barely able to believe he was saying it, `Go for it son', and Charlie dipped down and took his father's cock into his mouth. Having been let loose, at last, there was so much Charlie wanted to do that Keith was tempted to say slow down, but then he thought back to his own inhibited youth and thought what the hell, there would be plenty of occasions in the future when Charlie and he could take it slow. Hell, did he think that. So, Charlie quickly moved onto his father's arse, sweaty and moist despite the recent shower, and already giving off a heady scent. Keith gave Charlie his head, but there came a point when Keith wanted to go further, to step over that final taboo. He gently lifted Charlie's head up and placed himself at his son's arse, slipping his tongue into Charlie's hole. By the time Rob got home, Charlie was lying on his back on the kitchen table, legs in the air his tight hole exposed and Keith had his tongue firmly and deeply down his son's chute. Rob simply stood there and watched, enjoying the sight of father and son, together properly for the first time. Then Keith heard Charlie say, `go for it Dad', and he knew what he was going to do. Keith hadn't heard Rob come in, and smiled at him nervously but Rob gave both Keith and Charlie an encouraging smile, as well as passing Keith some lube. It was all the encouragement he needed, and Keith slowly penetrated his son. It must have hurt, and when he got over the first hump Keith paused, but Charlie simply nodded encouragement. Once in however, Keith marvelled not at how tight his son was but at being inside his son. Keith leaned over and gave the boy a deep kiss, definitely not a paternal one. It was all over soon, but Rob was standing by, stroking his own cock and though Charlie's eyes widened at the sight of it, he was firm in his determination. That Charlie took Rob's cock first time amazed all three of them. They cleaned up in the shower together, but Keith forbad any more attention to Charlie's arse and so though they all got hard it was simply a case of jacking each other off. Though for Keith, the feeling of his hand on his son's cock was intense. The rest of the evening was relatively normal, and then just before bed Charlie came out with a quiet request. Could he sleep with them? Keith looked at Rob who smiled and shrugged and mouthed something, later Keith realised what Rob had sad, `Welcome to the new normal' --------------------------------------- Freedom is not free, please think about donating to Nifty.org http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Someone asked whether the characters in my stories are cut or not. Well they are mostly British, so the likelihood is they are uncut. I like my guys shaved, so usually my characters all end up shaved smooth at some point. I enjoy hearing from people, so feel free to contact me with thoughts and ideas, this story is largely written for quite a few episodes, but there is always room for tweaking. My other stories: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/a-natural-family/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/the-brothers/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/tom-sixteen/ Rick Shaver rick.shaver.uk@gmail.com