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Brent

Hair type: Brown

Ethinicity: Western European

Cock Type: Uncut

Set Type: Pictures

Other content: Brent & Colin

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Pictures: 75 | Added: 02-25-2002

"Fair's fair."

That's the phrase, isn't it?

As in "Fair's fare… I've done it for you and now it's your turn to do it for me… It's only fair!"

Of course, sometimes being fair like that can be lots of fun at the same time.

Remember when you were a small kid playing about with the other boys in the woods?

Wasn't that how you got your earliest kicks?

"Fair's fare… If I let you stick your dick in my mouth, then you gotta let me stick mine in your mouth too!"

So maybe my friend Colin hadn't really grown up - because "Fair's fair" was definitely one of his favourite expressions.

Colin's a pretty lively guy, always up for some fun and a laugh, but he always insists that, if he's going to do something outrageous, he's not going to be the only one.

You gotta join in too.

And, in this particular case, the "you" in question was me.

 

Maybe you remember Colin? I told you about him a few weeks ago. He's my friend who wants to get into modelling and he's certainly got the right build, with not an inch of surplus fat on him.

Of course, you know all about that, don't you?

After all, once I'd posted my pics of him here on the site you knew every inch of his body almost as well as I do.

Anyway, after that first modelling session in his dad's attic Colin kept on and on badgering at me.

"C'mon", he'd say, "fair's fair.

"Now it's my turn to have some fun with the camera. You gotta model for me now."

Well, at first I hoped I'd get away with just a few shots taken in the field behind my house.

Not even naked ones…

But once he got behind the lens of the camera Colin just carried on and on, moaning and pleading and moaning some more, so that in the end I said I'd do just a couple of nude shots so as to keep him happy.

The funny thing was, though, that while, as I'd expected, it certainly made Colin happy - if the rapidly growing bulge in his pants was anything to go by - I also found, much to my surprise, that I was enjoying the whole experience too.

So in the end it didn't take much persuading on Colin's part to get me to slip my clothes back on and adjourn once again to his dad's attic.

Of course, when we'd done the "modelling" shots for Colin a few weeks before, the uncluttered background of the big empty space had been ideal.

That was less so now.

Given that I was far less interested in getting on the cover of GQ than in getting between my friend's legs, I would have appreciated a really soft and comfortable bed up there.

But maybe, if I could turn Colin on enough, that would come later.

As I'd already stripped off completely in the field, I had no inhibitions about starting again right at the point I'd left off.

Maybe it was because of the earlier experience I'd had "directing" Colin's own photoshoot - or maybe it was because, as he claimed, that I just seemed to have a natural aptitude for it - that posing for the camera seemed to come very naturally and easily.

I certainly didn't feel inhibited in any way about showing off my body.

But then lots of girls - and more than a few boys - have told me I look pretty good.

As Colin's camera kept clicking away, I lost myself in moving to the music we'd put on a portable CD player.

And I let Colin get all the material he wanted.

There were lots of shots of my dick - which, I can tell you without boasting, was hard as a rock all the time…

And Colin seemed to like taking shots of my ass too.

At first he just mixed a few butt-shots in with the other pictures…

But then, after a while, he concentrated on a few of the really in-your-hole type…

I didn't mind.

After all, if Colin got off on just looking at my ass, then maybe he'd like to play with it later too?

As it was, on this occasion that didn't happen.

Earlier than expected we heard his mom's car pull up outside and we gave up for the day.

But, as we went downstairs, Colin pulled me quickly into his bedroom.

And, with a smile, pointed out two things.

A really soft and comfortable bed.

And a brand new box of ten unused rolls of 35mm film.

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