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Jack was sitting
at his computer keyboard trying to finish a school project. It was due
to be handed in on Monday and it was only Saturday morning, so he had
most of the weekend to finish it. Plenty of time. At least it would be
plenty of time if he could keep his mind on the job instead of
daydreaming about the things he would like to do with Chris. He kept
thinking back to their photo session the previous evening. He was sure
that if it hadn't been for Alex's untimely arrival, he would have got to
see Chris in just his shorts and maybe in even less. Though, of course,
the pictures that he had managed to get were a good start; he'd put them
up on his screen and jerked off to them before turning in for the night.
Come to think of it, maybe that wasn't such a bad idea. If he were to
jerk off now he might then be able to keep his mind on what he was
supposed to be doing. He brought up what he considered to be the best of
the pictures and opened his zip to pull out his already straining
"Hey, Jack. Watcha' doin'?"
Jack nearly hit the ceiling. He jumped to his feet and fought to push
his raging boner back into his pants, all the time trying to keep his
back to the door to protect his dignity. "Shit, Alex! Doesn't it ever
occur to you to knock?"
"Sorry," muttered Alex, his usual happy mood temporarily squashed by
this unexpectedly angry reception from his older brother. "I was just
bored and thought maybe we could do some pictures or somethin'."
"Now isn't a good time, Alex," Jack replied quickly pulling up his zip
before turning to face the younger boy.
However, Alex obviously wasn't listening. A wide grin had appeared on
his face as he stared at the image on the screen. Jack suddenly realised
he'd been so intent on putting away his equipment that he'd forgotten
about the picture. Of course, it wasn't anything particularly revealing,
just a shot of Chris from the waist up, showing his bare chest and
smiling face, but Jack could feel himself beginning to blush with guilt
at the thought of what he had been about to use the picture for. Almost
by reflex, he reached out and hit a key, clearing the screen.
"Aw, why did you do that?" Alex whined. "Put it back up, I want to look
Jack sighed. "OK, but you have to promise me that you won't go running
to Chris. No teasing him about it."
"Yeah, I promise," Alex nodded. "C'mon, I want to see it again."
Once more, Jack brought up the picture and Alex came to stand beside him
so that he could see it properly.
"Cool. Are there any more?" the younger boy asked. Then suddenly he
began to pout and his voice took on an accusing tone. "How come Chris
gets his picture taken without his shirt on and I don't?"
The question caught Jack by surprise. He stood with his mouth open,
unsure how to respond. "We can take some of you with your shirt off, if
you like," he managed, eventually.
"Great! Can we do it now?"
Jack cast a glance at the computer and at the open school books. He
could either slog away at a dull project for the next couple of hours or
he could watch his younger brother standing around half naked. It wasn't
exactly a difficult decision to make. "Where is everyone?" he asked.
"Mom's out shopping, Dad's messing with the car, and Chris is hanging
out with Tim and Mike; they're probably at the mall or somewhere."
"Right then. Since you're so keen to have your picture taken, let's go
Alex giggled. "Let's do it really slowly, make it look like I'm doin' a
"Whatever you want," replied Jack, with a smile. "You do what you like
and I'll just take the photos."
It was a warm day and Alex was only wearing a T-shirt and shorts, he
didn't even have anything on his feet. He started by raising the front
of his shirt a little, exposing an inch or so of bare flesh. As Jack
started snapping away, Alex raised his shirt slowly higher and higher,
pulling it up from one side until it was almost up to his shoulder,
exposing most of his flat stomach, part of his chest and the brown-pink
nub of his left nipple. Satisfied that his display had been captured on
camera he let the shirt fall back down.
"Now all the front at once," he announced, grinning broadly. He repeated
his actions, but this time using both hands, gradually exposing the
entire front of his body. When he reached his neck, he lifted the front
of the shirt over his head, tucking it behind his neck, before dropping
his arms to his sides.
Jack could feel himself becoming more and more aroused by his youngest
brother's sexy display. He was sure that he could feel precum oozing
from the head of his erect dick, and he knew that before much longer he
would have a wet patch appearing at his crotch. Alex wasn't a match for
Chris, but he was still incredibly hot, especially in this
semi-undressed state with the shirt still covering his slim shoulders
but leaving his smooth young chest on full view.
For the next few minutes Alex posed and strutted for the camera, the
grin never leaving his face. He ran his hands slowly over his chest,
stuck out his tongue, and even stuck up his middle finger in the
universal "fuck you" sign. Then he stopped, out of ideas.
"You were great," Jack told him. "But my memory's just about full. Give
me a minute to transfer the pics to my PC and then we can look at them."
Alex watched impatiently as Jack began the transfer. "When you've freed
up the memory, can we do some more?" he asked.
"Haven't you done enough for now?" Jack asked.
"There are a couple more things I've just thought of," Alex replied,
Finishing the transfer, Jack uncoupled the camera and held it ready.
"Right, let's see what you have in mind."
Alex was standing with his back to the camera. "Are you ready?" he
asked, looking over his shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm ready."
Suddenly, Alex's hands came back, grasped the top of his shorts and
pushed them down along with his briefs, just far enough to expose a pair
of round, pale cheeks. At the same time, he bent forwards, giggling
hysterically. Jack recovered from his shock just in time to snap a quick
picture before Alex covered himself up again.
"You know, I think that's your best feature," remarked Jack, now
"Do you think so?" asked Alex turning back to face the camera. He was no
longer grinning, instead he was chewing his lower lip nervously, but his
eyes were still glinting with mischief. He had his thumbs tucked into
the waistband of his shorts.
Jack couldn't believe his little brother was considering what he thought
he was considering. "You wouldn't dare," he said, hoping very much that
Alex would dare.
A smile slowly spread across Alex's face. "Get your camera ready," he
Before Jack had time to react, Alex had pushed down the front of his
shorts and briefs and his preteen cock and balls were on full view, but
only for the briefest moment; then they were hidden again.
"You're going to have to give me a bit longer than that if you want me
to take a pic," said Jack, sure that he could hear a tremor in his own
"Alright," said Alex, giving a nervous smile, "I'll keep them down this
True to his word, the eleven year old pushed the shorts down once more
and held them there. Jack took his time with the shot, trying to keep
his hands from shaking. He still couldn't believe this was really
"Do a close-up," Alex suggested.
"Yeah, then we can put it up on the screen and blow it up really big."
"Ok." Jack dropped to his knees and moved in closer until Alex's dick
filled his entire view. He was so close that he could reach out and
touch it. He almost did just that, and it took an immense effort of will
to restrain himself. Alex might enjoy playing the exhibitionist, but
Jack thought the boy might object to actually being fondled. He quickly
snapped a couple of pictures and then sat back on his heels. "Right, got
"Cool," Alex said, pulling up his shorts. "C'mon, let's see them on the
Jack quickly transferred those last few shots while Alex fought to
untangle himself from his shirt. By the time the youngster had his
clothing properly arranged, Jack was ready. First, he brought up the
mooning shot and both of the boys began to laugh.
"That's the first time I've ever seen my butt," Alex chuckled.
"Yeah, not a pretty sight," said Jack, thinking exactly the opposite. He
closed the picture and clicked on the next, which was the full body
shot, but Alex was getting impatient.
"Let's see the close-up," the boy urged.
A second later, Alex's groin area filled the screen in all its naked
glory. Completely smooth with not a hair in sight, his tight balls
almost hidden behind his limp dick.
"Cool." Alex muttered his favourite word. Commandeering the mouse, he
zoomed in, making his dick appear even bigger, then bigger still until
it wouldn't all fit on the screen. By this stage the picture quality was
starting to deteriorate.
Jack took the mouse back. "I think that's a little excessive," he
laughed, reducing the picture back to its original size. "You want me to
save these or delete them?"
"Save them," Alex replied, without even thinking. "But don't let anyone
see them. You can look at them if you like, or Chris, but no one else."
"If you're sure," Jack replied. He had every intention of looking at
them himself, later on, when he was sure he wouldn't be disturbed.
Though he wasn't sure it would be a good idea to mention them to Chris;
not yet anyway.
Alex was looking thoughtful. "You know," he said, "it felt really neat
being in front of the camera, especially for those last few pics, like I
was doing something really naughty. Could we do some more later? Then I
could take everything off and be completely bare."
"If you want," said Jack, trying to sound as if he wasn't really
bothered, though his heart was thumping at the suggestion. "We'll have
to wait until we're sure everyone else is out though."
"Yeah, I just hope we don't have to wait too long," said Alex, grinning
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