Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not actually an "attention whore". True, I am an Aries, and I love attention...that I bring upon myself, but I personally am not a whore about it. Another thing those close to me know is that I'm quick to laugh and poke fun at myself. And after you learn the details of this post, you'll see how I can make fun of myself, because I can't help but smile after the fact.
A week before Halloween, I was scheduled to do another photoshoot with my friend, Photo Freedom. What had me a little more excited about this shoot compared to past ones is the fact that in the end, I was going to be showing off pictures of the beauty of others along with myself. Considering the fact that there were 4 other names listed with me on the schedule, I had no idea of what to expect. This was the case of once again where I try something new and an extreme situation ensues.
When I first arrived, there were only 2 other models there. Both of them Black. The photographer started me off with some solo shots. Then one of the other models in solo shots. After that,the photographer paired us together. The chemistry was good.
During our pairing, the other 2 models scheduled with us showed up. They were Latino, and MUY CALIENTE. I noticed one of them seemed to be checking me out, but I wasn't sure. And I refused to let it weigh on my mind as I was trying to keep it professional.
Before the photographer did the Latinos, he wanted to do some shots of all 5 of us models together. We started out clothed, then became shirtless, then became nude. I was the guy in the middle the entire time. And the Latino model who I thought was checking me out kept playing with my ear.
His playing with my ear made me wonder, was playing with a guy's ear his thing, or by some off chance, did he know who I was, therefore knew I was an Aries? You see, if you're deep enough into astrology, then you know that (besides a proper fondling of his cock) anywhere from the neck up is an erogenous zone for an Aries male. That explains my cock being a tad bit longer and thicker in the nude group shots. And it only got longer and thicker as this shoot went on.
This same Latino model was enjoying himself to say the least. He then wanted pictures taken with me and my original partner. Afterwards, him and the other Latino took pictures together.
The other Black models left, while I was getting dressed. Then the photographer told me that I didn't have to go. I guess he realized that I was enjoying that Latino model as much as he was enjoying me. So after the 2 Latinos took pictures of them paired together, that Latino model got paired with me. So you see, with all this attention not being my fault by being an "attention whore", I will admit that the pheromones shooting off in that studio were making me a bit whorish.
At one point, I almost lost it. As we got close for some of the shots, the chemistry was so there that we were stroking each other's bodies and had no problem looking each other right in the eyes. The point where I saw myself nearly lose it was when in the midst of that grazing and stroking each other, I grunted. That same grunt you make when you're in the heat of passion with someone, and about to fuck like wild animals. I almost giggled out of embarrassment, but I turned my near-giggle into a grin to make for better photos....
....So how did I do?
Is it any surprise of how that night I went home, and beat my meat fantasizing about that guy using the feel of his smooth skin as an enhancer to the fantasy? It's probably not politically correct to reveal that. But when have I ever been "politically correct"?
After all, I'm sure after seeing that slideshow, you're about to do the same thing right now....That is if you haven't already, so I'll leave you to that. Enjoy ;-)
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