Bi-Sexual Male / 44
What I'm about to confess happened many years ago in my youth. It happened in the mid 1980's when I was in my early teens. I grew up in a very small modest conservative town. I had a pretty normal life growing up....playing baseball, riding bikes all over town, trading baseball cards and mowing lawns to make money. It was early summer when that all changed for me.
It was a very hot mid July day. My push mower had run out of gas and I was walking to the nearest gas station to fill up my gas can. I was wearing cut off Jean shorts, socks, tennis shoes and no shirt when a guy pulled up in a tan van. He asked me for directions to a friends house. I had never seen him before and didn't think anything of it when I helped him. He took off.
I filled my gas can up and was walking back to my mower. I was a block away when the same guy pulled up. He said he forgot to thank me and wanted to give me something for my help. He pulled out a couple bucks and handed to me. I said thanks as I grabbed the bills. He held fast to them and asked if I wanted to make a quick five bucks. Since that is what I usually got paid that for mowing...I was intrigued. He invited me into his van to talk. I told him I needed to finish mowing and started walking....which I knew better than getting into a stranger's car. He took off.
I finished mowing just before it began to rain. I left my mower and gas can in garage of the house I just mowed. I started running home. I took a short cut through the park when the rain picked up. I stopped under a shelter to wait it out. While sitting soaked from the rain, the guy in the van pulled up to the shelter. He jumped out and ran under the shelter. He asked if I needed a ride home in the rain. I said no thanks, telling him I was close to home...which was about two miles away. The guy complimented me saying I was a smart kid. He introduced himself as Jim. I shook his hand and gave him my first name. There was an awkward silence. Jim asked if I'd be interested in making a quick ten bucks. I looked at and asked what he wanted me to do. Jim said I just want to take a picture. He went on that he was a talent scout and thought I could be a model. I laughed because I never thought of myself as a model. Then I told him I wouldn't get in his van. Jim asked if he could take a few pictures under the shelter. I agreed. He ran back to his van and came back with a Polaroid camera. He took three pictures,one of me sitting on the bench, one standing, and one goofy picture. Jim got a ten out of his pocket, he paused and then asked if I'd like to make an extra ten. I said sure. Jim said that he wanted me to flash him and let him take a few pictures.
I said no, I'll just take the ten. Jim updated his offer to an extra twenty. That was a lot of money to me. I said okay and pulled my shorts down. Jim took several pictures. I had to stand for one, sit down with my legs open leaning back and one of me laying on the bench...Jim took a few from different angles. He was very enthusiastic and complimentary of my look. It made me feel pretty good and it was a rush to be naked in public. The rain was letting up. I got my shorts and shoes back on. Jim gave me the money. He asked where he could reach me about being a model. I gave him my phone number. He shook my hand and left. I ran home.
A few days later, I got a call. It wasn't Jim but a modeling agent named Brett. He said he liked my pictures and wanted to meet me about possible modeling jobs. I was excited, I never expected to be a model. Brett's business was twenty miles. He asked that one of my parents accompany me to sign some paperwork. I asked my mom. I had told her about meeting Jim and the model job but I excluded the nude pictures knowing she would blow up. She was skeptical but I begged and begged. She asked to talk to Brett. They talked for several minutes. Finally, she agreed to take me. She seemed excited about it too.
The next morning we took off to meet Brett. His office was located in a mini strip mall. It had the name of the agency on the door. There was even a secretary in the front. Brett came out to greet us and we moved into his office. He had a big book of models and he showed a few to us. Then he started shoving the paperwork in front of my mom. He glossed over each page and my mom signed off ...my mom could barely read. After that he told my mom that I needed to get some professional pictures and it would take a few hours. He gave my mom fifty dollars to go shopping while I got my pictures. She wished me luck and left.
Brett said let's get to work. He led me to a changing room and asked me to put on a thong and robe. After I changed he took me in the back. There were several bright lights, a gray background, and a white sheep skin rug. Brett had me take my robe off and he took several pictures with a big camera. Then he asked if he could video tape me with his vhs camera to get my personality. He had me lay on the rug and just wing it. Brett was very complimentary and I was feeling like a star. He was reloading his camera asking questions about me. Then he nonchalantly asked me to take my thong off without looking at me. I paused just looking at him but he continued as if he said nothing. I pulled the thong off. Brett must of noticed and immediately asked me to follow him to a small door behind a large curtain. He unlocked the door and had me walk in first. It was dark, with no visible window. Brett turned on the lights. There was a queen sized bed with blue satin sheets and several pillows. Brett ordered me to the bed as he slipped out for a few minutes. I sat on the edge of the bed with my legs crossed hunched over resting my arms on my legs.
Brett returned with his secretary holding the vhs camera. I pulled a pillow over myself. She smiled and Brett chuckled. He said relax, we are all professionals here. I felt awkward especially since the pressure of the pillow was making me hard. Brett asked me to sit up on the bed with my hands behind my head. He said it much darker tone. I felt compelled to comply. Brett saw me hard and seemed pleased as he started taking pictures. He directed his secretary to zoom in. She said I looked hot which made me blush even more. He do several poses. When he had me arch my butt up and rest my face in my hands...Brett got behind and took several shots. Then he asked me to pull my cheeks apart. I froze but he reminded me that they were video taping me and I needed to show I could follow instructions. It was weird when both Brett and his secretary got behind me as I posed.
Brett had to leave to reload his camera. His secretary moved back in front of me. She started questioning me about girls, what I had done with them, and then if I did anything with boys. Her tone was even and relaxed which worked. I told even about a buddy of mine and I showed our cocks to each other and masturbating together. She seemed impressed even though I had not had sex yet. Brett popped back dropped off a tripod for the video camera. He helped set it up. Popped in a new tape and left. As he left I could here the slight click of the lock. I quickly questioned the secretary. She smiled and assured me it was for our privacy so no one walked in on us while shooting.
The secretary got behind the camera and asked if I would masturbate for her. I felt warm in the cheeks but it felt great that a older woman wanted to watch me. I laid back and started rubbing. I guess I was going too fast. The secretary gently asked me to slow down. She moved the tripod closer for a better shot. I was very rigid and was reminded to relax. It was exhilarating masturbating for her. She was silent as I squirted cum up onto my chest,face, and even over my head. I felt warm and relaxed laying on the bed as the cum slid off my chest down my side. The secretary said we were done. She turned off the camera. She knocked on the door. We waited for a few seconds. She reached over and caressed my face with her hand and told me I was cute.
Brett opened up and took the camera from the secretary. He told me to get dressed and meet him in his office. Once there he shut the door, he sat down and was silent for a minute. He then asked me what I thought of the experience. I told him it was fun. He asked lightly if I'd be interested in it again. I said sure why not. Brett leaned forward and asked what I was going to tell my mom. I knew what he was getting at. I told him I'd tell her you took several pictures in different outfits and I sat down for a video getting to know me. Brett smiled and said good boy, complimented me on my answer. He explained that the video and photos would be sent out to see if there was a demand for me. Brett said he'd call about another shoot. Brett opened his desk and gave me a hundred dollar bill for my services. Thirty minutes later my mom picked me up and we went home.
She asked me all about it. I told her nothing that really happened. A week then two and the summer was ending. I never heard from Brett or Jim again. From time to time, over the next few years, I'd get strange looks from people who thought they knew me but never said anything. I was curious if they had seen my video but never knew if it was just in my head.
It was a very hot mid July day. My push mower had run out of gas and I was walking to the nearest gas station to fill up my gas can. I was wearing cut off Jean shorts, socks, tennis shoes and no shirt when a guy pulled up in a tan van. He asked me for directions to a friends house. I had never seen him before and didn't think anything of it when I helped him. He took off.
I filled my gas can up and was walking back to my mower. I was a block away when the same guy pulled up. He said he forgot to thank me and wanted to give me something for my help. He pulled out a couple bucks and handed to me. I said thanks as I grabbed the bills. He held fast to them and asked if I wanted to make a quick five bucks. Since that is what I usually got paid that for mowing...I was intrigued. He invited me into his van to talk. I told him I needed to finish mowing and started walking....which I knew better than getting into a stranger's car. He took off.
I finished mowing just before it began to rain. I left my mower and gas can in garage of the house I just mowed. I started running home. I took a short cut through the park when the rain picked up. I stopped under a shelter to wait it out. While sitting soaked from the rain, the guy in the van pulled up to the shelter. He jumped out and ran under the shelter. He asked if I needed a ride home in the rain. I said no thanks, telling him I was close to home...which was about two miles away. The guy complimented me saying I was a smart kid. He introduced himself as Jim. I shook his hand and gave him my first name. There was an awkward silence. Jim asked if I'd be interested in making a quick ten bucks. I looked at and asked what he wanted me to do. Jim said I just want to take a picture. He went on that he was a talent scout and thought I could be a model. I laughed because I never thought of myself as a model. Then I told him I wouldn't get in his van. Jim asked if he could take a few pictures under the shelter. I agreed. He ran back to his van and came back with a Polaroid camera. He took three pictures,one of me sitting on the bench, one standing, and one goofy picture. Jim got a ten out of his pocket, he paused and then asked if I'd like to make an extra ten. I said sure. Jim said that he wanted me to flash him and let him take a few pictures.
I said no, I'll just take the ten. Jim updated his offer to an extra twenty. That was a lot of money to me. I said okay and pulled my shorts down. Jim took several pictures. I had to stand for one, sit down with my legs open leaning back and one of me laying on the bench...Jim took a few from different angles. He was very enthusiastic and complimentary of my look. It made me feel pretty good and it was a rush to be naked in public. The rain was letting up. I got my shorts and shoes back on. Jim gave me the money. He asked where he could reach me about being a model. I gave him my phone number. He shook my hand and left. I ran home.
A few days later, I got a call. It wasn't Jim but a modeling agent named Brett. He said he liked my pictures and wanted to meet me about possible modeling jobs. I was excited, I never expected to be a model. Brett's business was twenty miles. He asked that one of my parents accompany me to sign some paperwork. I asked my mom. I had told her about meeting Jim and the model job but I excluded the nude pictures knowing she would blow up. She was skeptical but I begged and begged. She asked to talk to Brett. They talked for several minutes. Finally, she agreed to take me. She seemed excited about it too.
The next morning we took off to meet Brett. His office was located in a mini strip mall. It had the name of the agency on the door. There was even a secretary in the front. Brett came out to greet us and we moved into his office. He had a big book of models and he showed a few to us. Then he started shoving the paperwork in front of my mom. He glossed over each page and my mom signed off ...my mom could barely read. After that he told my mom that I needed to get some professional pictures and it would take a few hours. He gave my mom fifty dollars to go shopping while I got my pictures. She wished me luck and left.
Brett said let's get to work. He led me to a changing room and asked me to put on a thong and robe. After I changed he took me in the back. There were several bright lights, a gray background, and a white sheep skin rug. Brett had me take my robe off and he took several pictures with a big camera. Then he asked if he could video tape me with his vhs camera to get my personality. He had me lay on the rug and just wing it. Brett was very complimentary and I was feeling like a star. He was reloading his camera asking questions about me. Then he nonchalantly asked me to take my thong off without looking at me. I paused just looking at him but he continued as if he said nothing. I pulled the thong off. Brett must of noticed and immediately asked me to follow him to a small door behind a large curtain. He unlocked the door and had me walk in first. It was dark, with no visible window. Brett turned on the lights. There was a queen sized bed with blue satin sheets and several pillows. Brett ordered me to the bed as he slipped out for a few minutes. I sat on the edge of the bed with my legs crossed hunched over resting my arms on my legs.
Brett returned with his secretary holding the vhs camera. I pulled a pillow over myself. She smiled and Brett chuckled. He said relax, we are all professionals here. I felt awkward especially since the pressure of the pillow was making me hard. Brett asked me to sit up on the bed with my hands behind my head. He said it much darker tone. I felt compelled to comply. Brett saw me hard and seemed pleased as he started taking pictures. He directed his secretary to zoom in. She said I looked hot which made me blush even more. He do several poses. When he had me arch my butt up and rest my face in my hands...Brett got behind and took several shots. Then he asked me to pull my cheeks apart. I froze but he reminded me that they were video taping me and I needed to show I could follow instructions. It was weird when both Brett and his secretary got behind me as I posed.
Brett had to leave to reload his camera. His secretary moved back in front of me. She started questioning me about girls, what I had done with them, and then if I did anything with boys. Her tone was even and relaxed which worked. I told even about a buddy of mine and I showed our cocks to each other and masturbating together. She seemed impressed even though I had not had sex yet. Brett popped back dropped off a tripod for the video camera. He helped set it up. Popped in a new tape and left. As he left I could here the slight click of the lock. I quickly questioned the secretary. She smiled and assured me it was for our privacy so no one walked in on us while shooting.
The secretary got behind the camera and asked if I would masturbate for her. I felt warm in the cheeks but it felt great that a older woman wanted to watch me. I laid back and started rubbing. I guess I was going too fast. The secretary gently asked me to slow down. She moved the tripod closer for a better shot. I was very rigid and was reminded to relax. It was exhilarating masturbating for her. She was silent as I squirted cum up onto my chest,face, and even over my head. I felt warm and relaxed laying on the bed as the cum slid off my chest down my side. The secretary said we were done. She turned off the camera. She knocked on the door. We waited for a few seconds. She reached over and caressed my face with her hand and told me I was cute.
Brett opened up and took the camera from the secretary. He told me to get dressed and meet him in his office. Once there he shut the door, he sat down and was silent for a minute. He then asked me what I thought of the experience. I told him it was fun. He asked lightly if I'd be interested in it again. I said sure why not. Brett leaned forward and asked what I was going to tell my mom. I knew what he was getting at. I told him I'd tell her you took several pictures in different outfits and I sat down for a video getting to know me. Brett smiled and said good boy, complimented me on my answer. He explained that the video and photos would be sent out to see if there was a demand for me. Brett said he'd call about another shoot. Brett opened his desk and gave me a hundred dollar bill for my services. Thirty minutes later my mom picked me up and we went home.
She asked me all about it. I told her nothing that really happened. A week then two and the summer was ending. I never heard from Brett or Jim again. From time to time, over the next few years, I'd get strange looks from people who thought they knew me but never said anything. I was curious if they had seen my video but never knew if it was just in my head.
