Chapter 4

It was Sunday morning and Jack faced Chris across the breakfast table. Their parents were outside tidying up the garden and Alex had already disappeared out somewhere.

"Hey, you never looked at the pictures I took of you on Friday evening," Jack pointed out.

Chris reddened slightly. "I'm not sure I want to. Remember our deal? No one else is allowed to see them. In fact I think it would be best if you got rid of them."

"Oh, come on Chris, you were only goofing around with your shirt off. It was nothing you should be ashamed of. You were even about to strip down to your shorts until Alex turned up."

"I was, wasn't I?" Chris grinned, in spite of his embarrassment. "I must have been getting a bit carried away."

"You mean you were having fun. Where's the harm in that? Besides, the pictures are really good. At least come up and have a look at them. By the way, I think you should know that Alex has seen some of them."

"You're kidding?" Chris groaned. "What did you show them to him for? You promised me, Jack."

"Yeah, sorry. But he walked into my bedroom while I was editing them. There was nothing I could do."

"I suppose not." Chris let out a sigh. "I bet the little twerp had a good laugh."

"No, actually he didn't. He thought they were great. He even talked me into doing some pictures of him showing a little more skin." Actually it had been a lot more skin; there were few parts of Alex's body that had not been recorded in minute detail by the camera lens, though Jack didn't think Chris was quite ready for that information just yet. "You can come and have a look if you like; Alex said he wouldn't mind if you saw them."

"Really? You have some shirtless pics of Alex?"

"Yeah," Jack nodded, smiling. "He even went a little further than you did. He's a real exhibitionist when he gets started."

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me." Chris glanced down at his watch. "Damn, I was supposed to meet Tim and Mike ten minutes ago, I gotta run." He quickly emptied his glass of orange juice and dashed for the door. As he went out he glanced back over his shoulder. "I'll have at look at those pictures after lunch; both mine and Alex's. He's seen mine, so it's only fair that I get to see his."

Jack smiled to himself and finished off his own juice. Things were looking promising. Maybe, after looking at some of Alex's more revealing pictures, Chris might feel adventurous enough to go a little bit further himself. If the sixteen-year-old were to play his cards right, by the end of the day he just might have photographs of both of his brothers naked.

Quickly, he cleared the table, putting the dirty dishes and glasses into the dishwasher, and headed for his room. He needed to sort out the pictures of Alex so that he could produce them in the order he wanted. This needed some careful handling if he was going to manage to coax Chris out of his clothes.

However, he had hardly closed his room door before there was the sound of footsteps charging up the stairs, accompanied by the giggling voices of preteen boys. The bedroom door burst open and Alex tumbled in, panting heavily, followed immediately by an equally breathless Jamie.

Jack stood and looked at them, shaking his head. Both boys had thrown themselves straight down onto Jack's bed and lay there laughing and trying to catch their breath. It was only with a supreme effort that the older boy managed to keep a frown on his face. "How many times do you have to be told to knock before you come in?" he demanded of his youngest brother.

"Sorry," Alex replied, not exactly looking sorry. "I guess I forgot. Does it really matter, anyway?"

"Of course, it matters," said Jack, exasperated. "I could have been doing something private."

"He means he might have been jerking off," laughed Jamie, giving Alex a wink. "I once caught my brother beating his meat. Boy, was he mad. But when I threatened to tell Mom what I'd seen him doing he soon calmed down."

"Wow, you really caught Marty spanking his monkey?" Alex asked, his eyes wide. "Cool!" Marty was Jamie's seventeen-year-old brother.

"Yeah, he was sitting on his bed, his pants around his ankles. His dick was really big and hard and had loads of hair round it."

"That's really neat," said Alex, envy written clearly on his face. "I wish I could have seen it."

Jamie was about to reply, but Jack got in there first. "I hate to interrupt you guys," he said, sarcastically, "but this is my bedroom. Is there anything you particularly wanted?"

"Oh, yeah," said Alex, "I told you Jamie would be jealous when I showed him the pictures you took. He wants you to take some of him."

Jack was stunned. He couldn't possibly have heard right. He looked at the boys staring up at him as though they had just made the most reasonable request in the world. "You mean he wants some pictures like the ones we did yesterday afternoon?"

Alex nodded. "Exactly the same."

"Yeah," Jamie confirmed with a mischievous grin. "Naked and everything."

Jack could already feel himself getting hard at the thought of what he was being asked to do. Jamie was eleven, just a few months older than Alex. He was maybe a couple of inches taller than Alex, with centre parted reddish hair framing a cute freckled face. Jack wondered whether the freckles extended any further than the boy's face and his cock twitched in his pants as he realised he was about to find out. "Well, if you're sure that's what you want. Alex, go and stand over by the window."

"Why?" the younger boy asked. "I won't be able to see so well from there, and I don't want to miss anything."

"You won't miss anything," Jack assured his brother. "Mom and dad are in the garden and I want you to keep an eye on them and let us know if they decide to come in. We really don't want them to catch us doing this. Unless of course you can think of a good excuse why Jamie should be naked in my bedroom."

"Erm, no," Alex giggled. "Okay, I'll watch out for them."

"So are you ready, or what?" Jamie asked, impatiently. He was already holding the bottom of his shirt as if he couldn't wait to start stripping.

Jack hurried to pick up his camera, but by the time he had sorted it out and was ready to start taking pictures, Jamie had already pulled off his shirt and was in the process of pulling off his shorts.

"Hey, what's the rush," Jack asked. "Don't you want me to take some of you getting undressed?"

"Why? I want pictures of me naked." Jamie paused, looking puzzled.

"Yeah, but I thought it would be nice to have some pictures of you getting naked," Jack explained. "Pictures like that can be really hot."

"How can pictures of me with clothes on be hotter than pictures of me naked?" Jamie shot a questioning glance at Alex, but the other boy shrugged as if he didn't understand either.

With a sigh, Jack shook his head. "Never mind, you'll understand when you get older."

From his place by the window, Alex giggled. "Come on Jamie, take no notice of him, get the rest of your stuff off and let's see your weenie."

"One weenie coming right up," Jamie grinned and pushing his briefs down past his knees he straightened up and thrust his hips forwards to give the brothers a good view.

Jack slowly raised the camera to his eye as he drank in the sight before him. Jamie was one sexy young dude. As well as being slightly taller than Alex, he was also a little slimmer, which gave him an almost gangly appearance. But in spite of this, he apparently had no inhibitions at all about showing off his body.

"Well, what do you think?" the youngster asked, giving a cheeky grin.

Jack didn't reply. Instead he snapped off a couple of pictures before dropping to one knee and moving in for a close-up. A soft, slim, preteen dick filled his entire viewfinder. Then to Jack's amazement, Jamie's dick was suddenly no longer soft. It went from hanging down to pointing straight up in little more than second.

Jamie let out a nervous giggle. "No one's ever looked at me down there right up close before. It feels kinda strange."

It also felt "kinda strange" to Jack, having a hard, eleven-year-old dick just inches from his face. His own erection was bent over uncomfortably in his pants, demanding attention, but he ignored it and concentrated on the hot youngster in front of him, taking several close-in photographs of the boy's cock and balls.

Reluctantly, Jack moved back a little and sat on his heels. "Take your undies all the way off," he said. "Then I'll get some shots of you completely naked."

Jamie quickly did as requested, and Jack had the boy put his hands behind his head and turn around slowly, so as to capture him from every angle.

"Do you want a close-up bum hole shot?" Jack asked, hoping, of course, that the youngster would say yes.

"Yeah," Alex jumped in before Jamie could answer for himself. "Go for it Jamie-boy. It sounds gross but it's really cool."

The naked boy first looked a little sceptical, but then grinned. "Might as well." Under Jack's direction he lay on his back on the bed and pulled his knees up around his ears, giving the camera a clear view of his tight hole.

Laughing, Alex left his post by the window and hurried over to the bed so that he too could have a close up look at his friend’s most private place. "Hey, Jamie," he giggled, "this end's better looking than your face."

"You can just go kiss my ass," Jamie shot back.

"In your dreams, you perv," Alex laughed.

Alex made to return to the window, but before he could move, Jamie had reached out, grabbed his arm and pulled the boy down on top of him.

Completely enthralled, Jack settled back to enjoy the show, snapping off the odd picture as the two laughing boys, one completely naked and the other fully clothed, wrestled together on the bed. After a short struggle, Alex came out on top and sat astride his friend's bare torso, panting heavily.

"You lose," shouted the blond haired boy. "You gotta pay the price."

Jack's cock gave an almighty lurch in his pants as his imagination went into overdrive. What price would the eleven-year-old make his friend pay? The older boy had visions of Jamie on his knees with Alex's small erection between his lips, his hair flopping down over his cute freckled face, as his head bobbed backwards and forwards.

Unfortunately it was not to be. Alex's mind didn't seem to be pointing in that direction. "That means that I get to choose the game when we go on your Playstation this afternoon," Alex announced, triumphantly.

As Jamie agreed and the two youngsters separated, Jack tried not to show his disappointment that the forfeit had not involved any sex-play. Though he brightened up as he thought of the long slow wank he could have later as he looked through these new photographs. This session appeared to be over, and as Jamie began to pulling on his clothes, Jack connected up the camera to his pc to transfer the images across.

"Hay, Jack, I just thought of something," Alex was grinning broadly.

"What's that? If you've thought of some more poses, you'd better be quick before Jamie finishes getting dressed."

"Nope, it's not that. You've seen both me and Jamie without anything on now, so how about us getting a look at you?"

"I don't think so," Jack laughed, nervously. "I'm the photographer; I don't have to take my clothes off."

"Aw, c'mon Jack, it's only fair," Alex begged. Then his expression changed and a sly look appeared in his eyes. "If you strip for us, Jamie and me will let you take some more photographs of us later and we'll both get naked together. And we'll let you decide all the poses." He glanced at Jamie, who shrugged his agreement, as if it were no big deal.

The last sentence, apparently added as an afterthought, was the one that swung it. How could Jack possibly refuse an offer like that? Being able to direct the two nude boys into whatever positions he wanted was almost too good to be true. "You'd better keep watch then; I don't want anyone walking in on us."

Self-consciously, the sixteen-year-old began to pull off his clothing under the intense scrutiny of the two younger boys. He quickly realised that he found the idea of being naked and hard in front of Alex and Jamie very erotic. He'd had a constant erection since Jamie had first started to strip, but now his cock was so hard that it hurt. Soon he was down to just his shorts, a wet sticky patch surrounding the all too prominent bulge at the front. The younger boys watched, completely entranced as he pushed the shorts down, allowing his swollen boy-meat to bounce into view.

"Wow! It's enormous," Alex muttered, his eyes wide and his voice little more than a whisper.

Jack knew that at around six inches, he wasn't exactly "enormous", but to an eleven-year-old it must sure look that way. He threw his shorts aside and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back with his legs spread so that his twitching cock and hanging balls were fully visible.

Once more, Alex left his place at the window and approached the bed. Kneeling on the floor, he put his hand on Jack's knee as he watched each hypnotic jerk of his brother's erection. Jamie also moved closer to get a better look. "Will you make it shoot for us?" the redhead asked.

"Yeah, I guess I may as well, since I've come this far," Jack agreed. What he really wanted was to feel the boys' lips around the swollen, sensitive head of his dick, but he didn't think the youngsters' lack of inhibitions would extend quite as far as sucking cock. He circled his meat with his fingers and slowly and firmly began to pump his fist up and down. He was already overexcited, and having the cute faces of two preteen boys just inches away hardly helped the situation. It didn't take many strokes at all before he felt that familiar tightening feeling in the pit of his stomach and down between his legs. He quickly increased the pace of his strokes and began panting for breath as the pressure built up to intense levels and white streamers of boy-cream erupted from his dick-head. With his eyes screwed shut, he made several more frenzied jerks, milking out the last drops of jism before collapsing breathless onto his back.

Seconds later when he opened his eyes, both boys were still staring as if they had just watched the most amazing things in the world. Alex glanced down to see a long streamer of cum had splashed across the bare skin of his arm. He looked up from the milky fluid, his eyes wide, and then he giggled. "That was really cool," he exclaimed.

Jamie looked at the sticky mess on his friend's arm and pulled a face. "Ugh! Gross!" he muttered, and then he too began to laugh. "That was fun," he said. "I wanted to watch Marty shoot, but he wouldn't let me. Called me a dirty little pervert."

"Thanks, Jack," Alex grinned, wiping his arm on his brother's discarded shirt. "Will you put Jamie's pics onto a disk for him?"

"Can I get my breath back and put some clothes on first?" Jack asked.

"Oh, yeah, sure," Alex replied. "No rush. We'll look at them later. C'mon Jamie, we'll go to my room for a while and let him get them sorted."

With a last look at the naked teenager, the two boys left, laughing happily. Jack watched them pull the door closed, then sighed and ran his fingers over his now softening, but still very sensitive cock. He was already looking forwards to his next session with the two hot youngsters.


 

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