I watched helplessly from behind the lens as my model cannibalized the other. I had been warned by J

I watched helplessly from behind the lens as my model cannibalized the other. I had been warned by Jacque’s management company that he was a horrific flirt and was physically unable to resist seducing the other male models - straight or otherwise. Jacque was hot in magazines right now; his scruffy looks and defined chest made him fap material for men and women alike, so they tolerated his amorous antics. He could be draped in Armani or Givency but the boy just looked best naked. I had paid a considerable investment to get him in the studio; I intended for Jacque to be on the cover of my new coffee table book featuring male nudes. A cherry on top of years of hard work. Thing is - my assistant got confused and double-booked the space with another photographer. 48 hours ago, we convinced the photographer to take a new space, but somehow my assistant and I each thought the other had called the model to reschedule. So, when a rather handsome yet baffled man named Andre showed up and was ok with taking off his clothes, my portrait shoot became a little more wild. Sure enough, Jacque became a predator in no time. Andre wasn’t prepared for this and easily fell for his attention. We kept having to pause to get rid of Andre’s hard on. I managed to reign them into place to get off the right shots, just before Jacque got bored and snared Andre into his clutches. I watched them kiss and make out like teenagers, both totally comfortable being nude and intimate in front of others. I admit, it was hard not to drool. I blinked and snapped out of it. What was I doing? I quickly snapped hundreds of shots of their intimate scene. I even kept going when Jacque reached for and cupped Andre’s heavy balls, then wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and began to stroke him; Andre soon found Jacque’s shaft and petted him the same way. I watched, enraptured, as they masturbated each-other. They both eventually came all over Jacque’s furry thighs. The passion on their faces was beautiful. The photographs were easily worth a million. To my shock, Jacque’s management actually allowed me to print them! I released them as a limited edition mini book called Cocksure, with half the proceeds going to charity, and the publishing house could not keep up with the demand. I had to push back the release of my portrait book, but with Jacque on the cover, it would fly off shelves too. ______________________________________________________Text is fictional. These guys are Porter Wescott & Tristan Scott and the rest of the photoshoot is great. They’re apparently a couple, and here’s a random video of them fucking on camera. -- source link

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