Chapter 11

The lights were turned on and so was Tina.

She felt that now familiar twinge between her legs as the juices of her womanly cunt began to squeeze out between her pussy lips and cover her pubic mound with gooey liquid.

The more she stared at the boy, the hotter she got.

The question of seducing him was out of her mind now ... it was definite. There was no way she could avoid at least trying to attack him sexually. She only hoped that he responded positively toward her. It would be extremely embarrassing, not to mention damaging.

All reason and conscience was once again cast to the wind.

Her lust was her only guide at this point, her surging desires and her longing for the taste of youth.

Unlike young Alan Evans, Carl needed no instruction once the lights were turned on and she stepped behind the camera. He was a pro, even at his young age. It was obvious he had been in front of the studio camera for quite a few years.

He moved around smoothly and professionally and he made the shots easy for Tina. He also made them come alive. She didn't have to coax the feelings out of him. He seemed to know just when to smile, when to look sad or serious. He was a natural model and his beautiful face and body carried through his every emotion perfectly.

He seemed to radiate sex, at least to Tina. It seemed to be coming off him like a spraying shower. Every movement of his lithe young body seemed to be calling Tina, just egging her on, begging her to attack, desiring her to make that all important first pass to find out if he would respond to her.

She felt he was luring her on with his winning smile and his seductive motions, but then ruled that possibility out. He was definitely just a young boy. It was his natural sexual attraction that was fooling her. He wasn't doing anything other than being himself and that was what was luring her into his web of sexual desire.

She didn't know how much longer she could hold out before attacking the young man.

The more she shot him, the more she wanted to shoot on him. She knew he was definitely old enough to reach a full-blown orgasm and she longed to taste his hot young boy-cum in her mouth and have it shot up her cunny.

She had always loved the taste of cum, and that had been something she had missed from Alan. He had squirted his tiny boy juices up her pussy and she hadn't been able to swallow them.

She wanted to taste that sweet gooey substance spurting out of an extremely young cock, and she had a feeling she would get the pleasure satisfied with this, her latest sex victim.

She continued to shoot the session, getting hotter by the second and not just from the bright overhead lights illuminating both of them. It was the sexual desires rising within her that was keeping her body temperature at an all time high.

She felt like she was out in the fucking sun she was getting so damn hot. She had to keep stopping and wiping her brow with a towel.

"Want to take a little break?" he suggested.

This surprised Tina.

She had thought she would be the one to suggest a break. She had become so involved in the sight of the beautiful young boy in her camera lens, that she failed to realize she had been shooting for almost forty-five minutes straight.

"Oh, yes. Gee, I'm sorry, Carl, I didn't realize how long I'd been shooting. Yes, let's take a break. Want a soda?"

"Sure, Tina, that would be nice."

Tina went over to the tiny refrigerator in the corner of the studio and pulled out two Cokes. She passed one to the boy who was sitting down on the sofa. She looked at him and smiled.

"Here's to a happy shooting," she said, and clicked her bottle against his.

"Here's to a great photographer and a pretty woman," the young man said and he smiled and looked her right in the eye.

Tina's heart skipped a beat as she gazed at the handsome young man. She began to wonder if he was making a pass at her, but then ruled it out once more.

He was too innocent, too young and inexperienced. He was merely being friendly. He was quite relaxed. This shooting session was nothing new to him and his relaxed and open attitude she had begun to confuse with a sexual attraction. She knew the sexual attraction was on her part and not his.

She didn't think he was turned off to her, but on the same hand she ruled out the possibility that he was making sexual advances toward her. He was just too fucking young for that.

Nevertheless, his friendliness was what was beginning to loosen Tina up. All she started seeing was green lights in front of her eyes. She felt all systems were "go" and she decided it was time to make her pass.

The most that could happen would be he refused her, and then she would have to try to talk him into not giving her little secret away. He seemed like a cool little guy and she hoped that even if he did reject her, he would be compassionate and understanding about her feelings and not go running from the studio telling his mother and Maggy she was a dirty old lady who propositioned him.

"So you've been modeling for quite a while, huh?" Tina said, starting the conversation again.

"Yeah, quite a while," he said, looking down at the floor, obviously lost in thought and memories of the previous work he'd done.

"Do you like it?"

"It's just a job to me now. I hated it at first, and then I was really digging it a lot ... but now, well, it's just a job. But I must say, I've never worked with such a nice photographer as you, Tina. You really make me feel good when I'm in front of the camera. How do you think the shots will corne out? My mother really wants some good pictures for this new portfolio."

"I'm sure they're going to come out just great.

You're a natural. All I have to do is click the lens, you're doing the rest."

"Ahh, gee, thanks Tina," the boy said, and blushed a little bit.

It was things like that that really got to Tina. He was quite adult in many ways, but he still had that boyish quality that had begun to turn her sexual appetite to an all-time high.

"How do you do in school?" Tina said, hoping to get the topic of conversation closer to a personal level.

"I get mostly A's, once in a while a few B's," he said. He wasn't bragging at all, merely stating facts, and Tina liked that about him.

For a young man with such an obvious amount of things going for him, both in sex appeal and in smarts, he was not pig-headed or egotistical at all. She wondered how long the innocent qualities would stay with the boy. It suddenly hit her that might just be the thing that attracted her most about young boy ... their innocence.

Boys this age hadn't developed great egos. They weren't stuck up, conceited, or demanding the way older men were. It was this naive quality that attracted her, and made them easy targets for the aggressiveness in her, something that had always been suppressed with her husband and the men she had dated before she had been married.

Tina liked to feel at least like an equal in any relationship with the opposite sex and that had always been denied her, especially with her fucking brute of a sadistic husband.

All men liked to be the dominators, the ones in charge, the ones giving the orders and demands. With young boys, she could be the one in charge or at least put it on a more even level.

Young Carl was going to be a challenge to her because of his obvious intellect and maturity, but nonetheless it was a challenge that excited her and not frightened her.

She would have him, one way or another.

"Do you play any sports?"

"Oh yeah, I play some football and basketball and run a little track."

"I bet when you get older you'll be on all the varsity teams," Tina said, not able to keep her eyes from running down his lithe young athletic body.

"I hope so, I really dig sports."

Tina suddenly had a great idea.

"Hey, Carl, do you have any sports pictures?"

"Sports pictures?"

"You know, shots of you doing exercises, or running or things like that."

"Well, no I don't. All the sessions I've done have been indoors."

"Well, we car recreate the same feelings if we work at it. I think with your body and your interest in athletics, that shots of this type would be perfect to represent your character in a portfolio, don't you?"

"Well, I've never really thought about it, but now that you mention it, I think that would be a great idea, but how would we go about it?"

"Well, did you bring a bathing suit or any type of athletic equipment?"

"Oh, shit, I didn't. My mother asked me what I wanted, and I just told her the usual. I have all kinds of pants and suits and tops, but nothing like that."

Tina was disappointed. She couldn't very well shoot work-out shots in conservative clothing, and she couldn't very well ask him to strip naked. That would be a little too forward. She wanted to work into the sex by way of the session, making it seem more natural, making it seem like it was something that just happened instead of something she had been planning even before she saw him earlier that day.

"Hey, wait a minute. I don't know if this would work, but I do have a jock strap. As a matter-of-fact, I'm wearing it under my slacks. I always wear it during a shooting. I have for a couple of years now, ever since my, well, ah, you know, ever since I grew up."

Tina watched him blush and smiled, but her heart was beating a mile a minute. The thought of seeing the boy in one of those athletic supporters, which left very little to the imagination and exposed the male body almost completely excited the shit out of her.

"Yes, yes, that would be perfect. We could do a whole session with you doing push-ups, and sit-ups. It would be like you were in a locker room warming up before the big game, or something like that. What do you think?"

"I think it would be great. My mom told me to try and get you to do some really unusual shots. She's been getting tired of the old standard shots most of the photographers I've been going to come up with. She really wants something unique for this portfolio."

"Well, this will be unique all right, and I think it's a great idea. You sure as hell have the body for it, you're strong and firm. I think you'll photograph really well in just the athletic supporter."

Just saying the words made Tina's pussy shake and quiver. She could feel the juices oozing between her cunt lips and staining the fronts of her black panties. She was wearing tight white slacks today, and she hoped that her panties held back the flow of womanly juices.

She felt even more excited than she had felt the night before with young Alan Evans. This boy was so much more developed than Alan. He still had all of the young almost virgin-like qualities of Alan, but he was more handsome, and his body was more developed. She couldn't wait to see his cock. She knew it would be small in comparison to a man's, but she had a feeling it would be much larger than Alan's, and much more delicious for her mouth or her pussy or, hopefully, for both.

She couldn't wait to get her hands on his flesh and she knew this type of shooting, with the young virile boy half-naked in front of her camera would be just perfect as a lead-in to a sexual confrontation. Things were working out better than she had expected and the greatest part of all was that the sex would come out of the session, seeming to be a natural outgrowth. That was very important if the boy didn't respond to her pass. It couldn't look like she had set him up, it just couldn't!

"Okay, why don't you get undressed and we'll get started."

"Sure thing, Tina," the boy said innocently.

Tina realized as he began undressing that she hadn't even asked him to change into one other outfit in the whole time she had been shooting him.

She had gotten so fucking wrapped up in his sexy appearance she had forgot she was supposed to be doing a series of shots with different outfits on.

Oh well, she thought, if the shots of him doing the exercises came out half as good as she suspected, Carl's mother would be quite pleased indeed.

She knew no other photographer would have ever suggested shooting the athletic young boy in a jock strap, but why not. His youthful innocence would make the shots anything but porn pictures. His age and boy body would carry it off beautifully, she was sure of it.

She got behind her camera and pretended to make some last minute lens adjustments, but she was really watching the boy undress with hawk eyes.

Slowly he lifted the tight white t-shirt over his head revealing, as Tina had suspected, an absolutely breathtaking body.

It was obvious he would be quite a fucking stud in a few years. His muscles were already beginning to show their true form.

He was still young, so they weren't nearly as developed as they would be in a few years, but nevertheless the signs were all there, the signs of a truly remarkable young male physique.

His belly had that washboard effect, and it was obvious that he did quite a few sit-ups to have gotten in that type of solid shape. His chest, although not overdeveloped, was clearly defined. His two nipples looked like they might be a little stiff, and were jutting out like tiny swords of flesh ready for battle.

His white pants were cut low on his waist, a few inches below his belly button, and tiny wisps of black pubic hair could be seen, just barely, at the very top of his waist band.

"Hey wait a minute," Tina yelled as the boy reached for the button at the top of his pants.

"What's the matter?" Carl asked, obviously surprised at her sudden outburst.

"I want to get some shots of you just like that. Actually, why don't you just model a little and then begin to slowly take off your pants. I'll get some shots depicting you changing before the big "game", okay?"

"I guess so, yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I've never done any pictures like this before, you think it's okay?"

"Sure, it will be just fine. I know your mother will love them," Tina said.

What she really was saying was that she would love them. She had decided she was going to start her own private collection of pictures of young handsome and virile boys. She would continue to do her private shooting sessions, getting the sexiest shots she could, but would keep the hottest ones for herself, turning over the straighter more acceptable shots to the boy's parents. She realized she could build up quite a little porno collection of her own fucking shots in not too long a time at all.

The boy returned to his model-like poses, as he nonchalantly began to move around on the canvas. He turned around so that his back was to the camera and stretched his long muscular arms over his head, bending them at the elbow so that his muscles flexed. It wasn't a muscle builder's pose, just a natural youthful movement that showed off his body in a very sexy and exciting way.

Tina began clicking the lens as fast as she could go. She didn't want to miss anything in this shooting. It was getting hotter by the second and she was convinced now that it would end up along the same lines as the shooting the night before with Alan Evans ... in some kind of a sexual entanglement!

After all, that was just what she was hoping for!