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Subject: Model Beginnings, Part 2 Model Beginnings Part 2 Disclaimer: I am an adult and none of the experiences in real life or embellished versions included any sexual activity. These are simply fond tales of modeling and learning about myself. *************** A few weeks after the fashion show, mom got a call from the director. He indicated he needed three boys for a photo shoot. When she shared the news with me, she said there would be three boys and it was a shoot for an underwear ad. I wasn't at all put off on the idea of being photographed wearing only underwear. After all, I was accustomed to revealing much more in my skimpy speedo as I played with friends at the pool or around the neighborhood. I also secretly liked looking online at pictures of boys modeling underwear and thought it must be thrilling to be wearing skimpy outfits in front of the photographer and whoever else was part of the shoot. So anyway, a few days later we drove to this building in the business district where the studio was. Inside it looked like an old factory. All concrete floors and old brick walls. There were several cameras set up as well as one of those photo backdrops with colored fabric that hung from poles and extended onto the floor. We met the director and two other boys who would be modeling with me. One of the boys was named Jack, and he was younger than me. The second boy was Matt and he was older, about 13. I thought both were cute, had messy brown hair, thin but not skinny, and had good tans. After dealing with my moms questions, the director asked her and the other parents to leave. Jack, Matt and I were then given a run down of the shoot. There would be a variety of scenes starting with individual shots as we posed in front of the screen, or against kayseri escort one of the walls. There would also be scenes where we would wrestle, one in which he wanted Matt and Jack to team up on me. The director also said there would be some group posed shots. When he was done explaining, an assistant gave us each a bag. Inside the back was a pair of ripped skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and a pair of white Y-front briefs. I'd never worn those kind of briefs. Being accustomed to speedos, my underwear were usually bikini briefs. This was going to be a new experience. As instructed, the first set of photos were solo poses with the backdrop. Jack went first. I watched as the director told him how to lay on the ground on the looking up, standing, turning and looking back, and so on. I thought he looked cute. Matt was next. He had to do many of the same poses as Jack and also looked cute. The director seemed to be focusing a lot on his feet and even had Matt pretend to lick his feet. When jack was lying on his tummy, I liked how his ass looked with his feet spread apart. I started to imagine letting Matt teach me a few things but I wasn't sure he felt the same way I did about boys. Next it was my turn. I had to start by standing and raising my arms over my head, putting my hands behind my head and then looking at the camera with a mischievous grin. Jack and Matt sat off set, still in their undies, watching. Unlike the other two boys, whose underwear was tight and molded to their figure, my undies were a bit looser and kept sliding down a bit, showing my hip bones. I think the director also noticed they fit strangely and adapted the poses accordingly. He had me grab the sides and pull up like giving myself a wedgie. He also had keçiören escort me lay down sideways, my head propped up by my arm and the other hand teasingly pulling down a side of my undies. Next, the director told us all to put on our jeans. Mine were very loose, almost falling off my hips as I walked. Jack and Matt had tight jeans that showed off their curves. We were all shirtless and barefoot. The director then just told us to horse around and he would capture a bunch of random shots. To start, I was standing between Matt and Jack. Both being brunette, they were fascinated by my white blonde hair and teased me as they ran their fingers through it. Then Matt grabbed my arms from behind immobilizing me as Jack pretended to punch my stomach. As I yelled and squirmed the director moved around capturing it all. When I tried to kick at Jack with my bare-feet, he grabbed one and started tickling me. Before long we were all writhing around on the floor. My jeans at that point had fallen and my entire underwear-clad butt was hanging out. Matt took the opportunity at my vulnerability to lay me over his knee and spank me. Except this wasn't fake, he was really hitting me hard and it was stinging a bit. Then all of a sudden he pushed me off so that I landed on my back on the floor, chest heaving as I panted to get my air. The director yelled "cut" and told us to take a five minute break. We all ran to the bathroom to pee and splash water on our flushed faces. Jack finished and returned to the set while Matt and me were still at the sinks. We both decided to take off our jeans, so we found a place in the bathroom where we could strip them off and hang them on a hook. After placing my jeans on the hook, Matt looked at me ankara kendi evi olan escort and said, "You know, you're really hot." As he said it, he ran his fingers across my chest and then down to my tummy. Blushing, I looked into his eyes. He then moved closer, used his fingers to lift my chin, and gave me a sloppy wet kiss. We started to make out, our hands wandering all over each other as we kissed. That was the first time I ever felt another boy so close. After a few minutes, we heard the director call for us to come back to the set. The next and final scene was going to be more of us horsing around, but this time in just our undies. As soon as the director told us to start, the other boys tackled me to the floor. Matt pinned me down on my tummy and held my arms behind me so that all I could do was raise my head and move my legs. Jack, on the other hand, took a seat in front of my head and used his feet to play with my face. He rubbed his feet all over my face, even trying to stick his toes up my nose and in my mouth. I tried to get loose but Matt was too strong. Matt did say that if I lick Jacks feet he would let me up. So I did. But it didn't stop there. I had to lick both of his feet from his heels to his toes. When they were satisfied I had done as instructed, Matt let me stand up. While the camera kept clicking Matt hoisted me over his shoulder with the small of my back on his shoulder so my head was facing the ceiling. He held me steady by placing one hand in my crotch as he spun me around. Then he dropped me to the floor with a thud and I just lay there because I was winded. As I started to get up the director said we were finished. Matt then grabbed my hand and helped me stand. The three of us then went to a corner of the room where we had deposited our street clothes and started to get dressed. Our moms arrived shortly after and one by one we left. On the way out, the director approached us, put a hand on my shoulder, and said that he'd love to keep working with me and that he had a few other modeling gigs lined up.