James

Why do boys decide to become HMBoys?

For some, it's that they've got an exhibitionist streak.

Others do it because their friends dare them to.

A few see it as the first step on the road to a lucrative career in porno (and just in case you think that's pie in the proverbial sky, just look what happened to HMBoys Sebastian and Pierre - better known nowadays as Bel Ami star Marc Vidal and Falcon Studios Exclusive Pierre Fitch.)

But most - let's be honest - just do it because they need the cash.

Not this week's HMBoy James, though.

Money's the last thing he needs.

For reasons we need not go into, James is already independently wealthy at the age of only 18.

And if his bedroom (which, sadly, was all we were allowed to photograph when we visited the family mansion) is typical of the rest of his house, then I guess we can assume that he lives in some style.

After all, how many teenage boys do you know who - much as they'd like too - have a bed that would comfortably sleep four hot twinks?

So we asked James why he'd applied to become an HMBoy.

"You're right. I certainly don't need the cash", he told us.

"In fact, you can give it to charity if you like."

(We thought it best not to tell him at this stage that the boss's favourite charity is his own pension fund!)

"I just thought that the HMBoys members might like to see my pictures."

Well, James, we're still none the wiser as yet - but, with pictures like these, we're sure they will…

By the end of our session with James, I guess that he'd got to trust us a little more and he decided to come clean.

"I'm looking for a new boyfriend", he said.

"And so I thought what better way to get my picture out to as many guys as possible than putting them on your site?"

We told James that we thought it was a great idea.

But didn't he consider that there might be a danger of gold-diggers asking to be put in touch with him?

"Oh, no", he replied.

"No one will be able to tell where I live - that's why all the photography's been done in my bedroom.

"And, to be honest with you, James isn't even my real name.

"If I used the real one it would be a complete give-away to my real identity."

Funnily enough, as we departed and left James cleaning up the jizz all over his chest and his bedsheets, we actually managed learned how he'd chosen his HMBoys alias.

"James!", we heard him call out to the butler (yes, it really was that sort of house), "Please bring me a box of kleenex!"