A missing outfit led to an unknown discovery and Jess Boone took full advantage of it.
When the Carver Agency called the night before and asked him to do a photo shoot for Ridgeway, a world-renowned photographer, he jumped at the chance. He had never looked forward to an assignment so much. The man was phenomenal, and if he liked your work, you could go places. Jess was unaware of Casey Crane’s presence until he spied him across the room during one of his sessions with Ridgeway. Casey was one of the most sought after swimwear models in the country and he had a featured role in most of Jess’s fantasies. Everyone in the business knew the man was ramrod straight; still, seeing him in person stoked the fire in Jess’s loins and working with him would surely give him fodder for his next hand job.
How Jess kept his shit together all morning was beyond him.
Four hours non-stop with outfit changes, hair, and makeup retouches, and then the session ground to a halt when a particular suit Ridgeway expected had evidently not arrived with the rest of the shipment. His assistant was sent traipsing across town in midday traffic to retrieve the item which left everyone on their own for what would certainly be over an hour. Ridgeway stormed off to his office, and the models scattered. Some took the opportunity to go to a café located on the ground floor, others talked about visiting the quaint shops along the block. That left him alone with Casey who had taken a seat on the sofa beside Jess.
After perusing a magazine for a few minutes, Casey exclaimed, “Jackasses.”
He ran long fingers through his blond hair before glancing at Jess with serious gray eyes. “Politicians; they’re all a bunch of dicks.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean.” Jesus, God, the devil, someone help him! Jess’s body came alive observing the man’s sensuous lips move. He couldn’t get the picture of Casey's lips wrapped around his cock out of his head, nor could Jess stop thinking about what the man's mouth could do to him, how it would feel, and the pleasure it could bring. Shit! What now?
When he reached for a magazine on the coffee table to cover his predicament, Casey grabbed his hand. “Jess, right?”
“Ye-yes.” Jess stuttered.
“Don’t hide it, man.” He took the magazine and dropped it on the floor.
“I’m not sure what you…umm...”
“It’s beautiful.” Air whistled through Jess’s lips when Casey’s hand covered his crotch. He smiled and asked, “What are you thinking about, Jess?”
What was he supposed to say? “Nothing in particular… I…”
“Damn.” Casey actually sounded disappointed and that just wasn’t possible.
Everything Jess had heard about the model reported him as being into women; hell, every picture taken showed him with one woman after another on his arm. The man was drop dead gorgeous. “What did you expect?”
“I had hoped for a different answer.” Casey’s eyes pierced his as he continued to fondle Jess’s growing erection, and no way was he going to stop him. “This could be a long break.”
“You’ve got me at a loss here, I thought…”
“Don’t believe everything you read.”
Casey’s laughter filled the air. “Do you leave most of your sentences hanging?”
The sound of a jet approaching LAX grew muffled as blood pounded in Jess’s ears. “No.”
Casey leaned and whispered, “Then tell me what you’re thinking about.”
What the hell, Jess may as well say it. “My dick in your mouth.”
“Now we’re getting somewhere.” Casey slowly pulled Jess’s zipper down. “Have you imagined this happening?”
“God, yesss!” Jess hissed as Casey’s cool fingers extricated his penis from the warmth of his pants. “How’d you know?”
“Because I’ve watched you all morning and I’ve thought of nothing else.” His palm swept the crown of Jess’s cock coaxing precum from the slit.
“Uhh, you keep that up I’ll come in your hand.” Jess loosened up a little. “And that’s not what I want.”
Casey’s eyes darkened. “I’m waiting.”
“You. Keep talking.”
Words trapped in Jess’s throat left him with no choice but to act. He leaned forward and captured Casey’s mouth in a searing kiss. When he nudged his tongue at lips pressed together, they opened and received him hungrily. Minutes passed before they separated and stared at each other.
He groaned when Casey said, “I’ll open everything for you just as quickly.”
“You’re making me crazy.” The man’s large hand had continued to toy with Jess’s dick and cum smeared the tip. “We don’t have time.”
“They’ll be a while yet.”
“You gotta stop.”
“Please.” Jess didn’t want Ridgeway or anyone to return and catch them in an awkward position. Christ, the way he felt, he could bend the man over the sofa back and take him right there, and he’d probably come within minutes of penetration. Casey’s white skin, though tanned, was in direct contrast against Jess’s brown skin and it drove him insane thinking of watching his long, dark cock slide into the man’s tight ass. He had to bite his lip to stem begging Casey to stand and bend over for him.
“He’ll fire us.” That didn't stop Casey whose fingers slipped under Jess’s balls and gave them a tug which sent Jess’s hips into the air. When fingers crooked around his shaft, Jess imagined his dick enclosed by Casey’s lips.
“Ridgeway is probably busy loading footage onto his computer and going through hundreds of shots he took earlier.” Casey eased his other hand beneath Jess’s tee shirt and searched out a hard nipple. He pinched the bud causing Jess to shove hips from the seat cushion again. “Let me taste you.”
Before he could protest, Casey leaned and snagged the head of his swollen cock in his mouth. “God!” Jess cried.
Casey’s mouth was magical, his tongue a dervish as it swept around his thickness taking what he wanted. Up, down, he mouthed Jess’s shaft again and again. Each time his lips reached the tip, he circled the head with his greedy tongue.
“Mmm, you know how to suck cock.” Jess tangled a hand in Casey’s hair and helped him work up and down. “I can’t believe this is happening.” He stroked in the man’s mouth as if he jammed in and out of his ass. Casey licked, swallowed, and licked Jess’s dick some more.
Coming up for air, Casey asked, “Well?”
Jess couldn’t take another minute of his mouth without coming. “Get up and lean over the sofa.”
“My, a whole sentence.”
“I’ve jerked off to your pictures for so long, I’ll probably come the minute I enter you.”
“You fantasized about having me?” Casey stood, undid his slacks, and shoved them down around his ankles. “I hope I’m everything you imagined.”
His dick flopped out and Jess sucked in a draft of air. “Damn!” He hadn’t expected the white man to be hung like a pony but that’s not what surprised him. Jess was taken aback at how pretty Casey’s cock was. He’d seen many in his years but never one that was so fucking beautiful. “Picture perfect.” Jess quickly pushed his pants down.
Laughter, low and raspy, slipped from Casey’s mouth. “I like yours much better.” He reached for Jess’s dick and gave it a squeeze. “Big.”
“Can you take it all?”
“Watching you pack it inside those jeans earlier, I had my own fantasies.”
“Turn around.” Jess wore the pants he had arrived at the studio in, and reaching in his back pocket, he pulled out his wallet. He retrieved a condom and dropped his wallet on the seat. “They’re pre-lubed.”
“You’ll still have to add a little something.”
“I got you.” Jess opened the foil square with his teeth, removed and slipped the rubber over his cock. He spit in his hand to add to the lube on the latex sheath. “Let me see you play with that pretty dick.”
“You’ve lost your earlier shyness.”
“I’m not shy. I was shocked to find out…”
“I prefer men?”
“Yes.” Thank God.
“Real good, I promise.” Spitting in his hand once more, he swabbed it on the rubber and nudged the tip at Casey’s anus. “Stop me if you need to.”
He reached back and grabbed Jess’s thigh bringing him closer. “Damn you, give it to me.”
Jess shoved until the head of his cock entered the tight hole. “Fuck, fuck!” He leaned over Casey’s back, reached around and clamped his hand over Casey’s which still worked the skin of his penis back and forth. “You’re harder than hell.”
“Until you make me come.”
Jess slipped more length inside, and when Casey started to squeeze and bump back, Jess let go. He jammed his dick in the man’s ass and marveled at the fact he took every thick inch with no more than a whimper.
“Unnhh, do it, fuck me hard.” As he thrust in and out, both their hands masturbated Casey’s dick until cum copiously wet their fingers. “Yeah, you feel good in my ass.” The hand he used to grasp Jess’s thigh tugged forward each time he pulled out. “So fucking big.”
“Like my big dick in your ass?” He let go of Casey’s penis and used both hands to grip the man’s shoulders. Holding him so he couldn’t move, Jess pounded his cock deeper with each stroke. “No, no, hell, no,” Jess murmured. He could have come the minute he entered Casey, but he had fought the desire wanting to ride the man as long as he could. Knees flexed up and down, he pushed in, pulled out, and repeatedly slammed against Casey’s buttocks giving him every bit of his fat cock.
And he took it all, over and over. “Yes… Jesus, yeahhh!” Casey yelled.
“Shh,” Jess warned. “Let it go, give it to me.”
Casey’s sphincter clenched around Jess’s penis.“Ahh, yeah, right there, you...you got it.”
“Oh fuck, not on the sofa!”
Stepping back with pants tangled at their ankles wasn’t easy but they managed a few inches before Casey shot his load. “Damn…ah-ahhh...I'm coming!”
It felt as if Jess’s orgasm blasted from his toes before it slid through his nuts, and spurted from his dick. "Yeah...yeah, awww, hell.” Jess shuddered as semen jetted into the condom. “Christ, I wanted to come in your ass.” He ran his fingers down the man’s back, and around to his abdomen. Covering the model’s body once more, Jess reached between muscular thighs and fondled Casey’s softening prick. “Sweet.” Standing straight, he peeled the condom off and dropped it on the magazine that, luckily, had caught Casey’s jizz, and then he pulled his pants up and fastened them. Casey did the same. Stickiness would make Jess uncomfortable as hell, but he didn’t give a shit.
Hearing a door open and close down the long hallway; each man spun and sat on the sofa. Jess kicked the magazine beneath the chair adding a mental note to toss it in the trash later.
Ridgeway’s assistant poked his head in. “Where is everyone?”
Casey chuckled. “They went downstairs.”
He eyed both men, pivoted, and walked away.
Jess released a pent up breath. “That was close.”
The assistant popped back in the doorway. “Open the damn window and pray for a breeze before he gets here.” He turned, but before leaving, he shouted over his shoulder, “If Ridgeway catches you fucking in his studio, you’ll both be thrown out with your dicks wagging in the wind.”
Jess grinned at Casey, “Picture that.”
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