Lorenzo

Like I told you before, Jorge, our new office boy cum general handyman here at Twink Towers, may be a few slices short of a full loaf - but he's the best we could get in the circumstances.

And, in one respect, he turned out to be a potential goldmine.

Because he comes from a big family.

And most of his brothers and cousins, he tells us, are out of work and would consider any sort of job that brought in a bit of extra cash.

At first we didn't think too much about the idea.

The thought of two boys like Jorge on the payroll, if only on a temporary basis, scared the living daylights outa the boss.

In the few weeks he'd been with us so far, Jorge had managed to jam the photocopier three times, infect our PCs with a virus, set off the fire alarm by smoking in the lobby and flood the boss's office by forgetting to turn off the water while cleaning out the "bathroom" set in the first floor photography studio.

Jorge, not to put too fine a point on it, was a walking disaster.

It would have been far cheaper, the boss reckoned, just to have paid him his salary and told him to stay at home all day.

So the thought of having two members of his family around the place - even for the shortest time - was enough to make us consider doubling or trebling our insurance cover.

But when the first of his cousins turned up for an audition, we were pleasantly surprised.

Very pleasantly surprised.

Lorenzo was, in fact, a doll.

Cute, charming, and completely relaxed about whatever we wanted - as long as it would make him a few bucks.

And, as he relaxed on the bed while the boss set up the lights for his photo shoot, it got even better.

He showed a particularly keen interest in the "stimulating" magazines we always have around to help get our models in the mood.

Except that, unlike many boys, Lorenzo went straight for the gay magazines.

And, within just a few seconds, it was pretty obvious that he was liking what he saw.

And liking it a lot.

In fact, it was quickly apparent that Lorenzo was turned on by the whole exhibitionist scenario.

He was the least self-conscious boy we'd had in front of the lens for quite some time.

Quite the opposite of cousin Jorge.

So all we had to do was let him get on with what he himself was more than happy to do.

He needed no direction at all.

Within seconds he was as hard as a rock.

And he seemed to know instinctively exactly the right time to flip over, splay his legs, pull those cheeks apart and give the asshole fans their stuff.

Lorenzo, it appeared, was a natural bottom.

Even the money shot - which often turns out to be the hardest thing to get right on these occasions - wasn't a problem.

Like I say, Lorenzo was a doll.

So right after his visit the boss decided that we'd be keeping Jorge on the payroll at least until we'd worked our way right through his family tree.

And, although neither Lorenzo nor Jorge knew it yet, he'd already pencilled in a photo set for later in the year - Kissin' Cousins.

Coming to this website real soon!