It Didn't "Stay in Vegas"

 [Model pics are by author,

See full set here: https://homegrownnudemen.blogspot.com/2022/04/trace-james-35mm-bw-session.html]

"C'mon Trace!" I saw my best buddy's eyes pleading.

"No way! It's not your butt gonna be plastered all over the internet." I stated.

"You saw the notice, I have High BMI, or I would. Besides, I've seen you in the dressing room, you have a package made for porn."

"Well, maybe I don't want to show Ron Jeremy up. ...what if mom sees them?"

"You don't think your mom knows you have a dick? Besides, Nobody will find out!" He urged, "How many gay websites turn up in your mom's internet search history, anyway?"

"If a single word leaks out, I will know the source!"

(What the fuck am I doing? It's not like live webcamming, ...this is  real.)

I took a deep breath, resolved. 

I'm gonna do this, [besides the flyer said up to a Grand, a pecker pic ain't gonna pay that, but how far do I hafta go?...I mean, I might let a guy blow me.]

I lamented. "I hope they pay by the inch."

Dillon added, "I'll say, you could get $800!"

We pushed open the door.

The girl at the desk said, "Hi, Gentlemen. Are you here from the flyer?"

"Yes."

"I need you to fill out this form, but don't sign. 

[I looked Dillon in the eye,]

I committed. 

"I need to copy 1 official I.D., proving you're over 18." The pretty secretary chic started.

She continued, "When the photographer sees you, [boy, will he ever! I thought.] ...tell him that, 'You agree to the terms.'"

"This is a verbal contract only to take the photos, no release of any photos will be legal, until you sign the form, after the session. This will provide you with full imformed consent."

I leered at her sexuly, "What color would you call my eyes?"

"They're mostly blue, but, I'd put hazel, ...more exotic that way." She sincerely added.

I sat at the bench, and read the form, they take the pics, vids, but pay after signing the release." [please loosen any constrictive belts, and press the green button.]

Here's the moment, of no return. I pressed.

The next minutes, seemed as if slow motion...the photog said, "Trace!" In a friendly comforting way.

[This guy could be a mortuary salesman.]

I sat, and he took a video get to know me to begin the session.

I undressed and he took a good look. (As well as a bunch of photos.) 

Photo by author

I got half-hard, not that, that added much length.

"You look like, you really like your dick on display. Would you consider a JO video, for a higher fee?"

(Fuck it. If I am getting naked, I'm  getting as much for it as possible.)

"I'm gonna be getting close ups, and all. You already qualify for the uncut bonus. Let me know, and so I can get set up for the money shot, or, we have to scrap the video add on, m'kay?"

I am nekkid, as a jaybird, except the cowboy hat n m' socks. This fella's harmless, he wants to watch as I jack off...It gave me a raging bone. Fuck it, I've jacked off with buddies before...can't  be much different. 

"I can try."

He spoke softly, "That's right,

keep those eyes open, 

slow down, 

show them that skin slurking back and forth."

"That's a nice hairy nut sac."

I was focused on imagining shooting jism straight into Dillon's damn face!

The wierd surroundings, the cameras, this stranger, watching me jacking off...well, I'll just say, "it didn't take much to make it happen."

I prepped him. He got ready, and the black pillowcase got some spunk slathered across it...[you've seen the video, I guess? No? ....I'll add a pic of this session.]

.


"So, what's the total?" I asked as I casually dressed.

"Well, $300, nude pics, $50 uncut bonus, the vid? $400...$750. Under $800, don't  have to report any taxes. Do you want to sign?"

"Fuck yeah, this is liberating!"

"I can call a guy if you want to bottom, for a flat grand..."

"No. No, thanks..."

OK. Well, lastly, We can refer your friend to a chubby chaser colleague's site nearby..."

"That, my friend,  would be perfect." 

I went to the lobby, "Good News, Dillon!"

We entered the somewhat more dated lobby of ChubbyChasersAnonymous.cum 

Patting Dillon on the back, just before he entered his money generating opportunity, "I don't  know about you, Dillon, but, I don't think I'm going to be walking normal for a week."

The half-startled look on his face was priceless. 

If you enjoy my BJ/JO storytelling,  tell your buddies, (if not shoot me an email.)

If you've  had similar experiences, comment below.

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