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location, are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by
explicit descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not
based on any actual events.


The Agency: Chapter 22 - Brothers' Photo-Shoot
by
Gymnopedies


Robert was allowed to drive his mum's car to the Boys On View studios
after lunch on Thursday. This was quite a rare treat. He'd passed his
driving test on the first attempt a few months ago, but his parents
still hardly ever let him use their cars unless they were sitting
beside him. He longed for the time when he would be able to buy a car
of his own and would have the freedom to get around whenever he wanted.
Maybe this was another reason to press ahead with the modelling? Bryan
had money pouring in. Robert didn't know how much his brother had made
so far, but it seemed that every time the young teen visited the
studios he came home with a wad of cash. Robert had been told that he
was unlikely to earn as much as Bryan, but even a fraction of the
younger boy's income would be enough to buy a cheap car.

The seventeen-year-old drove into the underground car park beneath the
building that housed the agency's offices and studios. He found an
empty space and carefully reversed into it, being extra careful to miss
the concrete pillar that stood on one side of the space; if he scraped
the side of his mother's car he knew that he would be walking
everywhere in future. He successfully accomplished the manoeuvre, got
out of the car and locked it, and then hurried over to the stairs that
would take him up to the offices. He checked his watch. It was only
twenty minutes to one. The shoot with Jon and his brother was scheduled
for two o'clock, and Damian had asked Robert to get there an hour
before that time in order to go over a few things with him.

In the Boys On View reception area, Carol was at her desk talking to
someone on the telephone. A good-looking boy of around fourteen sat on
one of the chairs by the wall. Robert nervously waited for Carol to
finish, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He glanced at
the boy and gave him a smile. The boy smiled back.

Eventually, Carol finished on the telephone. She took a moment to write
something into the book that lay open in front of her and then she
looked up. "Hi Rob. Go on straight up; you know the way. Damian should
be up there." She gave the teen a knowing smile that made him wonder
whether she was aware of his date with Damian the previous evening.

Robert made his way up the stairs, his footsteps slowing as he came
closer to Damian's studio. For some reason he felt nervous about seeing
Damian again; the intimacy of the previous evening now seeming more
like a vivid dream than an actual event.  At the door he hesitated a
moment, and then gave a soft knock. He turned the handle and went
inside.

Damian was working at his desk. He got up as Robert entered, a smile on
his face. "Hey Rob, come on in." He hurried over and gave the teen a
hug. Robert momentarily stiffened at the contact and then relaxed.

"You OK?" Damian asked, obviously having caught Robert's reaction.

"Yeah, it just, you know, feels sort of strange." Robert gave a shy
grin.

Damian chuckled, softly. "For a minute there I thought you were going
to say that you'd changed your mind about you and me."

"No chance," said Robert.

"In that case..." Damian gave the teen another hug and this time Robert
relaxed and went with it. The hug turned into a kiss, and the two of
the stood locked together for a long moment before Damian pulled away
and sighed regretfully. "We're going to have to try to behave ourselves
today; we've work to do." He took Robert's hand and led him over to the
desk. "Everything all right at home this morning?"

"Yeah, no problems. I think Dad was bursting to ask what happened last
night. I just told everyone that we went back to your flat, had a meal
and talked."

"Well, that's mostly true," Damian laughed.

"I decided not to say anything to Dad about him interfering. He'd
better not do it again though."

"He's only trying to look out for his little boy," grinned Damian.

Robert pulled a face and shook his head.

Damian picked up a camera from the desk and handed it to the teen.
"This is for you. It's what you'll be using today when our models
arrive. It's very easy to use, but I'll go over it with you anyway and
let you try it out. We always use high-resolution digital cameras, as
they're quick and convenient; there's no messing about developing
prints and scanning them into a computer. This is a top of the line
model with all sorts of special features, most of which you don't need
to know about today. I'll set it up for you so that all you need to do
is point and click."

Robert looked at the camera nervously. It brought it home to him that
in just over an hour's time he was going to be taking photographs of
two boys who would be getting naked and hard. He felt his stomach
contract with nervous excitement.

"You OK?"

"Yeah," Robert nodded. "I'm a bit nervous, I guess."

"You'll be fine," said Damian. "Remember that one of the most important
things is that the boys feel comfortable and relaxed. If there's any
tension then they will pick up on it and it will ruin the shoot. Just
go with the flow, stay in the background, and take plenty of
photographs. You're unlikely to produce great pictures on your first
try, but the more practice you get, the better. We can go through them
afterwards and have a look at what you did right and what wasn't quite
so good. Now, let's go over the camera controls."

They spent the next half hour going over a few basic things such has
how to operate the camera, the best way to hold the camera, and how to
get good angles for the pictures. Robert took a few practice shots of
Damian, and they transferred these to the computer on Damian's desk so
that they could look at them properly.

"These are not bad," said Damian. "Especially considering we don't have
any lighting set up in here. You're going to be OK. Just relax and
enjoy the show; though don't get so carried away enjoying it that you
forget to take photographs."

"I'll try not to."

"Let's go up to the room where we're holding the shoot and I'll
introduce you to Max. Max is our video technician. He takes care of all
videoing and editing."

They went out of the studio and up another flight of stairs.

"This floor has rooms set up for themed shoots," Damian explained. "We
have a couple of small dungeon type rooms, a school room, a doctor's
office and other stuff. This is the one we're going to be using today."
He opened a door and led the way into a comfortable, well furnished
bedroom.

"Nice," said Robert. His eyes were immediately drawn to the large bed,
complete with a pale blue, satin bedspread and thick pillows.

At one of the bottom corners of the bed, fiddling with a video camera
on a large tripod, was a stout, bearded man. He looked up as they
entered.

"Rob, this is Max," said Damian.

"Hi Rob, good to meet you," said Max, with a friendly grin. "This your
first shoot?"

"Yeah," said Robert, with a small nod of his head.

"I thought so. Try not to look so worried. There's nothing to it." Max
gave the teen a slap of the back that almost knocked him over onto the
bed, and went back to adjusting his camera.

Robert saw that Damian was laughing silently, and he pulled a face.

"Max is a bit rough sometimes, but he has a heart of gold," Damian
whispered into Robert's ear. "OK, let's take a look at the lighting,"
he said, in a normal voice. "Lighting's one of the most important parts
of a shoot, and the most difficult to get the hang of. We don't really
have much flexibility today though. This is basically a video shoot, so
the lighting has to be set with that in mind and we have to work with
that for the photography." There were several lights on stands at
various places around the bed, and Damian moved from one to another,
adjusting them.

"Hey, I already did that," growled Max, giving Damian a hard stare from
beneath his bushy eyebrows.

"Sorry," said Damian, with a grin. "Sometimes I can't help myself."

Max scowled, muttered something under his breath, and shook his head,
then returned to preparations.

"I guess everything is ready here," said Damian, looking at Robert.
"All we need now are our models. You wait up here with Max, and I'll go
down and see if there's any sign of them." He disappeared out of the
door.

Robert felt a little uncomfortable being left alone with the gruff
cameraman. He turned his attention to the digital camera in his hands,
double-checking the settings that Damian had explained to him. After a
moment he became aware that Max was looking at him. He gave the man a
shy smile.

Max smiled back. "How old are you, Rob?"

"Seventeen. Well, almost eighteen."

"You look younger." The man's tone was matter-of-fact. "Are we likely
to be seeing you on the other side of the camera?"

"Probably. Damian said that if I want to be a photographer I need to
get experience as a model."

Max nodded. "Damian's good. He's actually better than good; he's the
best that I've worked with. With him showing what to do, you won't go
far wrong. I'm not just talking about the photography, either. Stick
with him and you'll learn a lot."

"Yeah, I think I will."

**********

Jon knew that he was letting his excitement get the better of him, but
he couldn't help himself. When he was excited he started to gabble, the
words just pouring out, often not making any sense. Confirmation as to
how badly he was gabbling on this current occasion came during the
brief ride in the lift up to the Boys On View reception area when Jack
casually wrapped his arm around his younger brother's neck and clamped
his hand over the boy's mouth.

"Jon, do you think you can ease off a bit. You're making my head spin."

"Mmmmphhhh!"

"Was that a yes?"

"Mmmm!"

"You sure?"

"Mmmyyyymmm!"

The lift doors opened, and Jack led Jon out of the lift and through the
glass doors into the agency's reception area, his hand still firmly in
place. Damian, who was leaning over the receptionist's desk talking to
Carol, looked up as they came in and gave them an amused grin.

Finally Jack released his hold and the Jon gave his brother a scowl.
"You could just have asked me to be quiet."

"I did," Jack replied. "Three times on the way here. But you still kept
talking." His arm had dropped from Jon's neck to around the boy's
shoulders. He gave youngster a hug. "Good job I love you or I might
have been forced to kill you."

"Well don't go killing each other until we've done the shoot," said
Damian. "I've already got everything set up."

They followed Damian up the stairs to the studio, Jon making a special
effort to keep quiet. The thirteen-year-old realised that now they were
getting close to the moment of truth, he was actually starting to feel
more nervous than excited. This was going to be his first hard shoot.
He was going to be videoed naked and with a boner, and possibly he and
Jack would touch each other and maybe even make each other cum.

"I thought we were doing a video?" said Jon, his eyes taking in the
empty studio and seeing no signs of a video camera.

"You are," Damian confirmed. "We're using one of the themed studios
upstairs. I brought you in here to get changed first. I want you both
in T-shirts and shorts. He led them over to the desk where he had
already sorted out the clothing that he wanted them to wear. Both boys
were given a pair of loose cotton boxers: Jon's were dark grey, Jack's
were black. Both were given matching white and blue T-shirts.

Jon wasted no time in starting to pull off his clothes. He gave a
giggle as he pushed down his trousers and shorts and bent to pull them
over his feet.

"Anyone would think that you were looking forward to this," said Jack,
giving his brother a grin. He stepped out of his own shorts and reached
for the boxers.

"Where's this other person who's going to be taking photographs?" Jon
asked, smoothing down the front of the T-shirt and tucking it into the
boxers.

"He's waiting upstairs," said Damian. "You'll meet him when we go up."

"What's he like?" asked Jon.

 "His name is Rob. He's really nice. He's only seventeen and this is
his first shoot, so he's probably a lot more nervous than you are,"
said Damian, with a smile.

"What sort of things are we going to be doing," asked Jack, a little
apprehensively. He had finished getting changed and was shifting
nervously from one foot to the other.

"That's something that I want to talk to you about before we go up,"
said Damian. "The shoot will basically take the form of an interview.
I'll be asking you both questions and we'll more or less make things up
as we go along. At some stage you'll both get naked, and hopefully
hard. What happens after that is up to you."

"You want us to jerk each other?" asked Jack, without his usual
confidence.

"If you're prepared to do that," said Damian. "If not you can just do
yourselves. You don't have to decide now; you can wait until we get to
it."

"What sort of questions will you be asking?" asked Jon. Strangely, he
felt much more nervous about this interview idea than he did about
jerking off in front of the camera.

"Just questions about yourselves: things you might have done and things
you might like to do," said Damian. "If I ask you anything that you
don't want to answer, just say so and we'll move on. Also, when we've
done, if there's anything that you did answer but wish that you hadn't,
tell me and we can make sure that it doesn't appear in the final video.
The most important thing is that you try to relax and enjoy it. Do
either of you have any objection to me touching you during the video?"

"You mean down there?" asked Jon, smiling shyly as he nodded down in
the direction of his groin.

Damian nodded. "There or anywhere else."

"I guess it will be OK," Jon grinned, remembering how Damian had jerked
him off after shaving him.

"Yeah, it's OK with me," Jack shrugged, also grinning. "It's not as
though you haven't already touched me just about everywhere."

"Great. Let's get you upstairs and make a start."

As they walked along the corridor on the next floor, Jon wondered what
was behind the plain-looking doors that they passed. He'd heard about
role-play and themed shoots and guessed that this was where shoots of
this nature took place. He would have loved to have had a look into
some of these rooms to see more of the possible fantasy scenarios that
were available. He'd only been up here once before, and that had been
to watch the filming of Jack's second video. That had been amazingly
hot. They'd already passed that room. Damian led them right to the end
of the corridor and turned into the final room.

Jon blinked in surprise as he stepped into what appeared to be a
comfortably furnished bedroom. He really hadn't been expecting anything
like this. It looked as though he and Jack were going to be lying on
the bed together. He gave a giggle. Tearing his eyes away from the bed,
he looked briefly at Max, who stood at the bottom of the bed with the
video camera, and settled his gaze on an extremely cute but nervous-
looking teenager who he guessed must be Rob. Jon looked at the teen
carefully; there was something strangely familiar about him.

"Guys, you've met Max," said Damian, pointing to the cameraman. "And
this is Rob." He took Rob's arm and pulled him over to meet the younger
boys. "Rob, this is Jack and Jon."

Rob smiled as he nodded to the brothers. "Hi."

"Hi," said Jack. "Damian says this is your first shoot."

Rob nodded. "Yeah. But don't worry, they're not going to be using any
of my pictures. I'm only here for the practice."

Jon was still staring at the teen. He was really good-looking. He
looked a bit like Bryan. Actually, he looked a lot like Bryan. Wasn't
Bryan's brother called Robert? Surely it couldn't be. The young teen
shot a quick look at Damian, made eye contact with the photographer and
silently mouthed the words "Bryan's brother?"

Damian grinned and gave a nod. "Maybe I should introduce the new member
of our team properly," he said. "Rob is Bryan's big brother."

Jon took a step backwards, suddenly becoming much more guarded as he
tried to reconcile Bryan's description of his arsehole of a brother
with this nervous, good-looking guy standing here. The two seemed
incompatible.

Obviously noticing Jon's reaction, Rob's smile fell away and he looked
unhappy. "I guess you've heard all about me," he said, sadly.

"Some," said Jack. "But don't worry about it. We won't hold it against
you. Will we Jon?" He nudged Jon's elbow.

"What? Oh, erm, no, I guess not," said Jon.

"Thanks," said Rob, with a slightly forced smile. "Me and Bryan had
some problems for a while. That was mostly my fault. But we're OK at
the moment."

Jon recalled that Bryan and mentioned something about he and his
brother making up, and Bryan had showed Jon the really cool gold letter
'B' pendant and chain and that Rob had bought for him. Rob certainly
didn't appear anything like Bryan's original description of him.

"OK guys, let's get started," said Damian. "I want you two boys sitting
up on the bed, leaning back against the pillows."

It took a while to get everything as Damian wanted it, but eventually
Jon found himself sitting comfortably next to Jack, his legs stretched
out in front of him on top of the blue satin bedspread.

Damian took a final tour around the bed, looking at the scene from all
angles, and then gave Max a nod. "OK Max, get the camera rolling."

The photographer's words caused Jon to feel suddenly more nervous than
ever. This was it; the shoot was underway. He moved his hand a little
so that it was touching the back of Jack's hand, taking comfort from
this slight contact.
Standing out of shot, behind the camera, Damian gave Jon an encouraging
smile. "We have something special lined up for you today," he said,
speaking for the benefit of the video. "This is Jack and Jon. They're
brothers, and though they've both done photo-shoots, this is their
first time appearing together. Jack has done a couple of videos, so
he's an old hand at this. However, it's Jon's first video, so we're
going to be gentle with him. How are you feeling, guys?"

"Pretty good," said Jack, with a slightly nervous smile.

"Yeah, OK, I guess," Jon added, in a soft voice.

"You're both looking good," said Damian. "For all of your fans out
there, just remind us how old you are."

"I'm fifteen," said Jack.

"And what about you, Jon?"

"Thirteen."

Damian smiled, raised his camera and took a quick photograph. He
signalled to Robert that he too could start taking pictures. Robert
took a couple of steps closer, being careful to stay out of camera
shot. The seventeen-year-old looked even more nervous than Jon was
feeling. He took a photograph and then gave the two boys an almost
apologetic smile.

"Jack, I recall from the last video that we did with you that you like
girls, but that you don't have any hang-ups about a little playing
around with other boys. Have you got yourself a girlfriend yet?" Damian
asked, with a grin.

"No, I'm still trying," said Jack, grinning back.

Jon felt a stab of fear. What was he going to say if Damian asked him
whether he liked girls or boys? At the moment only Jack and Toby knew
that he was gay. He didn't think he was ready yet for everyone to know.
He could say that he didn't want to answer the question, but then it
would be obvious to everyone why he didn't want to answer. He held to
breath, his heart thumping, as he waited for Damian to turn to him.

"How about you, Jon?" Damian asked. "Is there anyone that you've got
your eye on at the moment?"

Jon gave a slight nod. "Yeah, sort of." At least he hadn't been asked
directly whether he was gay.

"Hmm, I see." Damian's grin broadened. "Would I be right in thinking
that there is someone who you would like to get closer to, but that
this person doesn't know it yet?"

"Yeah," said Jon, feeling his face going red. Did Damian somehow know
how he felt about Bryan?

"In that case perhaps we'd better not push any further with that," said
Damian. "Let's get back to talking about you and Jack. I understand
that you share a bedroom."

"Yeah, there are three of us," said Jack. "Me and Jon, and our younger
brother, Toby. He's eleven."

"So you must get to see each other with nothing on quite often."

"All the time," said Jon, pleased at the change of direction.
"Especially Jack. He's naked a lot when we're in the bedroom. He even
goes out to the bathroom with nothing on."

"I bet there are a lot of people who would like to be a fly on the wall
in your house," said Damian. "I guess you see each other hard."

"We've all seen each other hard," said Jon. "We all sleep naked, so
we're usually hard when we get up on a morning."

"You sleep naked? That's interesting," said Damian. "Jack, I think you
told us last time that you've jerked off with friends. Have you ever
been tempted to do anything like that with Jon?

Jack exchanged a quick look with his brother. "We've jerked off
together a couple of times," he said, guardedly.

"So the two of you are pretty close?"

"Yeah, we're really close," said Jack.

"I think it's time for us to see a little more skin," said Damian.
"Jon, give Jack a hand to take off his shirt."

Jon was taken a little by surprise by the suggestion, but it was
certainly not something that he was going to refuse to do. He turned
and grasped the lower hem of Jack's shirt and lifted it up. Jack raised
his arms above his head and leaned forwards to make it easier for Jon
to remove the garment. Jon tossed the shirt aside and the two boys sat
back.

"You've got a beautiful chest," said Damian, to Jack. "I'm sure there
are a lot of fifteen-year-olds who would give anything for a body like
yours." He moved round to the side of the bed and put out his hand and
began to run his fingers over Jack's smooth upper body. After a few
moments he reached across Jack and grasped Jon's wrist, pulling the
younger boy's hand over until it rested on Jack's chest. Still keeping
hold of Jon's wrist, Damian moved the boy's hand backwards and forwards
across Jack's body. Apparently satisfied that Jon had the right idea,
Damian stepped back, allowing Jon to continue to stroke his brother's
torso. Damian snapped off a couple of photographs, and Jon saw Robert,
slightly wide-eyed, also taking pictures. Jack's skin felt so warm and
soft, and Jon loved the feel of it sliding beneath his fingers and
palm. He gave his brother a smile and Jack smiled back.

Damian sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Jack's legs, and lay
down his camera. He watched for a moment as Jon caressed Jack's chest.
"You're doing great, guys," he said, softly. "I'm going to keep things
moving, but if at any time we start to get into an area where you don't
want to go, simply say the word 'no' and I'll back off." He waited for
a few seconds to be sure that his words had been understood, and then
he started to lightly stroke one of Jack's thigh. He gradually worked
his way upwards, his hand moving slowly up Jack's leg until it
disappeared into the leg-hole of the boy's shorts. Jon watched as if
hypnotised and he realised that he was holding his breath. The movement
of Damian's hand could clearly be seen as a lump inside the shorts that
moved ever so slowly nearer to Jack's groin. Jack sucked in a soft
breath, indicating that Damian's fingers had at last reached their
target.

Smiling, Damian withdrew his hand. He gave Jack's cock and balls a
squeeze through the material of his shorts and then once more reach for
the leg-holes of the shorts, this time gripping the material, one hand
at each side. Pulling alternately on one side and then the other, he
eased the shorts down. Jack bent his knees and lifted his weight from
his backside so as to make Damian's task easier. Inch by inch, Jack's
shaven groin came into view, then the base of his dick, then his dick
itself, not hard, but not fully soft. Finally, the teen's balls
appeared. Damian drew the boy's shorts down off his legs and tossed
them to join the discarded shirt. He straightened Jack's legs and moved
them apart so that the boy's cock and balls were clearly visible to the
video camera.

Jon was still stroking the chest of his now completely naked older
brother. He cast his eyes downwards over Jack's hairless body, his gaze
coming rest on the teen's slightly swollen penis. He swallowed
nervously, his heart pounding and his own dick beginning to harden.

Still sitting on the edge of the bed, Damian once more took hold of
Jon's wrist, this time pulling the boy's hand downwards over Jack's
body. Jon swallowed again, then sucked in a breath and held it. It was
obvious where this was going and the young teen expected at any moment
to hear his brother utter that single syllable: 'No.' They'd touched
each other down there a few times before, and even jerked each other a
few times, but that had been in private, not in full view of a video
camera. The tension in the air was palpable. Damian was moving slowly,
obviously giving Jack plenty of time to object. Jon pulled his eyes
away from his downward moving hand and looked at Jack's face. There was
a nervous look in Jack's eyes and just for a moment the two brothers
made eye contact. Jack forced an uncertain smile, but didn't speak.
Then Jon's fingertips made contact with the soft warmth of Jack's
penis. A feeling not unlike an electric charge passed through his hand,
and a moment later he had his fingers clasped around the hardening
organ. Jack gave a ragged groan and Jon loosened and then tightened his
hold, instinctively massaging his brother's cock in an effort to bring
him to a full erection.

There was a soft gasp, and Jon looked up to see Robert looking down at
them, his mouth open and his camera seemingly forgotten in his hand.
Damian gave the trainee photographer an amused grin and nodded towards
the camera. Robert looked embarrassed and raised the camera to his eye.

Jon continued to stroke his hand up and down his brother's now solid
shaft, at the same time watching Damian fondle Jack's balls. Jack gave
a groan and a tremor passed through his body.

"Does that feel good?" asked Damian.

"Yeah," Jack nodded.

Damian continued to hold onto Jack's balls for a little longer, gently
kneading them with his fingers, and then he pulled back. "Jack, why
don't you help Jon out of his clothes?" he suggested.

Jon reluctantly let go of Jack's erection and allowed his brother to
remove his T-shirt and then his shorts. In just a few seconds, he too
was naked. He was already hard, and his cock pointed up from his
hairless groin towards his stomach. He glanced down at his hardness and
then looked up, first at Max and the camera, and then at Damian and
Robert. Damian had seen him hard before, but this was the first time
he'd been properly on display like this. He smiled, shyly, his hand
unconsciously moving to cover himself. He realised what he was doing
and moved his hand away. It was scary but at the same time exciting
knowing that people were going to be watching this video and seeing him
with a boner.

"Jack, I'd like you to lean back against the pillows and open your legs
a little more," said Damian. "Now, Jon, sit between Jack's legs and
lean back with your back against Jack's chest."

Jon gave a giggle as he moved into position. He could feel Jack's hard
cock pressing into his back. However, he gave a contented sigh as he
settled into the comforting warmth of his brother's embrace. He lay
back with his head against Jack's shoulder, Jack's hands resting on his
chest.

"OK, Jack, now it's your turn," said Damian. "Start with your hands
where you have them now on Jon's chest and slowly move them downwards."

Jack's fingers gently caressing his chest felt wonderful. It felt so
good that Jon could almost forget about the camera and the adults who
were watching their intimate touching. As Jack's hands moved gradually
lower, Jon opened his legs wider, hoping that his brother would not
back out at the last moment and would go all the way down to his
straining boner. The feeling of Jack's fingers gliding over his shaven
groin was almost like torture. He wanted his brother to move that final
few inches and take hold of his twitching boyhood. At last it happened.
Jack's fingers reached their destination, and Jon gave a shuddering
groan of pure pleasure. This was the best feeling in the world. He had
Jack's arms around him and Jack's hand on his cock. He snuggled back,
pressing himself more firmly against his brother's naked body. Jack
responded by nuzzling and lightly kissing the side of Jon's neck.

Damian let them continue like this for a couple of minutes and then he
moved back in and sat on the edge of the bed next to the boys. While
Jack continued to stoke Jon's cock, Damian put his hand on Jon's chest,
caressing the boy's torso and lightly tweaking his small nipples.
Damian's hand then moved lower, until his fingers replaced Jack's
around the boy's dick. The man stroked up and down the shaft of Jon's
cock a couple of times and then he slowly peeled the boy's foreskin
back as far as it would go and held the shaft away from the young
teen's body, presenting the exposed glans to the camera. He then ran
his fingertip across the sensitive, sticky head, causing Jon to gasp.
Then, lifting his finger, he turned it towards the camera, showing the
clear precum that he had collected from the tip of the organ. He looked
at Jon speculatively for a moment, then touched the precum covered
finger to the boy's lips. Jon's eyes widened in surprise and then he
opened his mouth slightly to allow the finger to enter before sucking
it clean.

The smile on Damian's face as he pulled back told Jon that he had done
well. The boy beamed proudly and twisted his neck to look back his
brother. Jack was looking down at him, their faces just inches apart.
Jon opened his lips, silently inviting a kiss. Jack hesitated for just
a moment and then he leaned forwards and their lips met. As they held
the kiss, Jon felt Jack's hand glide down the front of his body and
once more take hold of his cock, squeezing it tightly. He responded by
pressing his lips more firmly against Jack's, losing himself in the
combination of sensations from both the kiss and wonderful feelings
coming from Jack's grip on his erect penis.

"Wow! You boys are incredible," grinned Damian, as they eventually
broke the kiss. He signalled Max that he wanted a time out and then he
sat down on the bottom of the bed. "We'll only break for a few seconds
because I don't want to lose the mood, but I want to sort out where
we're going. Would you be happy to bring each other off?"

Jon had no qualms at all about them doing this, but he glanced at Jack,
wanting to follow his brother's lead.

Jack met Jon's gaze and then nodded. "I guess we've come this far."

"Great," said Damian. "That's how we'll wrap it up then. When we
restart the camera we'll start with you side by side on the bed, both
of you jerking yourselves, then when I give you the signal, I want you
to reach over and jerk each other. After you both shoot, it would be
nice if we could finish up with a final kiss, like the one that you've
just done, but I'll leave that up to you."

The boys got into position, sitting side by side as they had been
originally, their legs outstretched. The difference was that this time
they were both naked, and they were both sporting boners. Damian
signalled Max to restart the camera.

"OK, boys," said Damian. "Now that we've had a good look at you and got
you both good and worked up, I'd like you both to stroke those hard
cocks and put on a bit of show for us."

Jon felt himself blushing at Damian's words. He looked shyly at the
camera as he took hold of his erection and made the first few tentative
strokes. For some reason, wanking himself in front of an audience felt
so much more embarrassing than when he and Jack had been wanking each
other. He lowered his eyes and concentrated on the sensations that his
hand was creating as it slid up and down his shaft, and tried to forget
about the camera. Next to him, Jack was making slow, steady strokes
along his own erection, causing the skin to slide backwards and
forwards over the head. Jon watched the hypnotic movements of his
brother's hand, his eyes glued to Jack's beautiful cock.

"You're doing really well, guys," said Damian, encouragingly.

They continued like this for several minutes. Jon was aware of Max
making small movements with the camera as he focussed on one boy and
then the other. Damian was taking numerous photographs, as was Robert.
Jon wondered whether Robert would be discussing this with Bryan later.
He tried to imagine Robert and Bryan laying naked on a bed together,
jerking themselves and maybe each other as they talked about what
Robert had seen. The image caused a tightening in his balls and he let
out a low moan.

"OK guys. Time to help each other out," said Damian. "Let's see you
both shoot."

There was a momentary clumsy colliding of hands as each boy released
his hold on his own cock and reached for that of his brother, neither
wanting to lose the momentum of their stroking. Jon gave Jack a grin
and received a grin in return, then he sighed as Jack's fingers began
to work their magic on his aching erection. He pushed his hips upwards,
urging Jack on, desperate for release, the knowledge that this was
being recorded on video and that the whole world going to be able to
see him cum adding to the excitement of the moment. Damian would
probably give them a copy of the finished video, and he and Jack would
be able to watch it back together, their hands on each other's cocks as
they mirrored what was happening on the screen. Maybe he'd even be able
to show it to Bryan. Watching it with Bryan would be awesome. Maybe it
would even lead to the two of them jerking off together, or better
still, doing each other like they did once before. The memory of his
mutual jerkoff with Bryan was enough to push Jon over the edge. He
clenched his backside and pushed his hips upwards, a long, low groan
forcing itself out from the back of his throat. He felt his cock being
to pulse and his whole body tense. Cum spurted from the head of his
dick and splashed down onto his stomach. Desperately he tried to hold
onto the fleeting intensity of the orgasm for as long as he could, but
all too soon it ebbed away leaving him spent and panting. He became
aware of Jack's arm around his shoulder and forced himself to
concentrate on paying back his brother for the gift that he just
received, keeping his grip firm and his arm moving steadily. He
increased his pace a little and then leaned into his brother, placing
his head on Jack's chest. On impulse he put out his tongue and flicked
it across one of Jack's nipples and was rewarded by a deep groan of
pleasure. He licked the nipple again, this time moving his tongue
rapidly backwards and forwards over it. Jack squirmed and groaned
again, and then it was his turn to tense as he reached his own climax.
Jon watched the streamers of cum spurt from Jack's cock, the first one
landing just inches from the younger boy's face. He continued his
wanking, his arm and wrist moving rapidly, determined to make Jack's
orgasm as good as it could possibly be.

"Jon, I'm done," Jack gasped, putting his hand over his brother's and
bringing the stroking to a stop.

Jon felt Jack's other hand on his head, gently turning him so that they
were face to face. And then they kissed. They didn't kiss merely
because this was what had been arranged; they kissed because it felt
right. It felt good. It was a demonstration of their very special love
for each other. Jack's tongue found its way into Jon's mouth and Jon
reciprocated by pressing his lips more firmly against his brother's.
Without breaking the kiss, Jon climbed on top of Jack so that their
naked, cum-smeared bodies were rubbing together, their still sensitive
young cocks pressed tightly between their writhing groins.

They finally parted and Jon rolled onto his back, breathing heavily and
feeling more than a little embarrassed about the way that they had
become carried away. Damian was standing looking at them, apparently
lost for words and Robert looked like he could hardly believe what he'd
just seen. Max, however, gave them a wide a grin and a thumbs-up sign.

Damian drew in a deep breath. "Now that was intense," he said. "When I
suggested that you kiss at the end, I never expect anything like that."

"Did we do it wrong?" Jon asked, worried.

"You certainly didn't," said Damian. "You were both amazing." He picked
up a towel and tossed it over to them. "Here, wipe yourselves down and
then go a get a shower. You've earned your money today." Jack caught
the towel and used it to wipe Jon and then himself.

Now that it was all over, Jon was starting to feel a bit self-conscious
about being naked. He got up from the bed and followed Jack to the
door. "Aren't we going to put something on first?" he asked.

Jack shrugged. "The shower is just along the corridor. After what we've
just done, you're worried about people seeing your dinkywinky?"

Jon giggled. "I guess not."

**********

Robert waited in nervous silence as Damian removed the memory card from
the camera and inserted it into the card reader that was connected to
the computer. The two of them were back in Damian's studio. Jon and
Jack had dressed and gone, and the memory of the past couple of hours
had taken on a kind of dreamlike quality, as though nothing had really
happened except in Robert's overactive imagination. Had he really just
watched two teenaged brothers get naked and hard and then jerk each
other off? The damp stickiness of the precum in the front of his shorts
was ample evidence to the fact that everything that he remembered
really had taken place. He adjusted the crotch of his pants,
uncomfortably.

Damian, sitting right next to Robert, saw the movement and grinned.
"What's the matter? Did you cum in your shorts?"

His face suddenly burning, Robert shook his head. "No. Not quite as bad
as that."

Damian's grin broadened. "Don't worry about it. You wouldn't be the
first person to lose it during a shoot; especially one as hot as that.
Getting a bit sticky is an occupational hazard. You want me to get you
a towel so that you can clean yourself up?"

"I'll be fine," said Robert, his face going redder than ever. He was
annoyed with himself for being embarrassed. "Really, I'll be OK."

"You're so sweet when you blush," said Damian, looking as though he
were trying not to laugh. "Oh well, suit yourself." He took hold of the
mouse and began clicking, moving through folders to locate Robert's
photographic efforts.

Robert watched, growing even more nervous. The teen was sure that
Damian would take one look at the photographs and announce that there
was no hope of him ever becoming a photographer.

Unfortunately, the first few images seemed to confirm Robert's fears.
They were in focus, since the camera took care of that side of things
on its own, but the composition was awful, showing half a head or just
part of a chest. However, as they progressed, the images appeared to
improve, and by the time Damian had gone through half of the set,
Robert was starting to feel a bit more confident. Damian quickly
clicked through the entire sequence, his lips pursed in silent
concentration. When he'd done he turned to Robert and gave a tight-
lipped smile.

"You think they're awful, don't you?" said Robert, all of his
confidence now evaporating.

Damian shook his head, his brow furrowed. "No, actually a lot of them
are not bad at all; not for a first attempt, anyway. We'll go through
them again in a minute and I'll give you some pointers about how you
can take better ones next time."

Robert gave a sigh of relief. At least there was going to be a next
time. "I thought that you were going tell me that I was hopeless."

"Not hopeless," said Damian, with a short laugh. "But you are far too
inhibited. You need to loosen up and not be afraid of the close-ups."

"Yeah, I guess," said Robert, blushing once more. He had felt a bit
uncomfortable pointing the camera at the boys' erections, even though
he had enjoyed looking.

"Also, you need to take far more photographs," Damian continued.
"You've only taken around forty altogether. An average online set will
have a hundred or more. That means that you need at least one hundred
and fifty so as to allow for the ones that aren't so good. Even more
than that would be better."

Robert's heart sank. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, feeling like he'd messed
up.

Damian looked surprised and then he laughed again. He patted Robert's
leg. "You've got nothing to be sorry about. You can't expect to get
everything right first time. Besides, I can't blame you for being a bit
distracted given what was going on in front of you. I take it you've
never seen anything like that before?"

"No," said Robert. He lowered his head and then looked shyly up at
Damian. "I've seen pictures in magazines and on the internet, but
nothing in real life."

"I've been around stuff like this almost all my life," said Damian. "So
it's easy for me to forget what it's like for people who aren't used to
it. You'll start to relax when you've had a bit more experience. And
the modelling will help; we'll have to get you started on that. Which
reminds me: I'd like you to give Bryan a message for me. Danny called
earlier to say that he can't make it tomorrow, so I've rescheduled
Bryan's session with Danny for Monday. However, I'd still like Bryan to
come in straight after lunch tomorrow so that we can do the non-nude
sets that I mentioned to him. After we've done Bryan's sets, I think
there should still be time to do a short session with you. Normally I'd
do a non-nude set first, but I think it's important to get you started
on the nude stuff, so we'll do that. We can do a non-nude set another
time."

Robert felt his mouth drop open and he suddenly felt sick. "You want me
to do a naked set?"

Damian nodded. "We need to get you to start losing those inhibitions.
Don't worry, it'll be simple nude stuff; nothing heavy."

"OK," said Robert, nervously. "Erm, I don't think I should be here for
Bryan's shoot though. Me and him had a talk and I promised him that I
wouldn't be around for his shoots."

Damian gave a sigh. "You and Bryan make a right pair. Alright, tell
Bryan to be here by one o'clock. You can come for three-thirty; we
should be done by then. Now, let's get back to these photographs and
talk about the things that you need to work on."


**********

The story continues in Chapter 23: Robert Poses Naked

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