"Kent? This is Mickey...we talked at the barbershop the other day, remember? I thought I might take you up on your offer...that is, if it's still good."

"Sure...can you come by tomorrow afternoon about three? Wear something comfortable...jeans and a T-shirt...sneakers or sandals...we'll take it from there."

"Cool...see you tomorrow!"

Mickey showed up five minutes early...a good sign. Kent had dressed specifically for the shoot...in something that he hoped would trigger a response if this were to go past the "jeans and T-shirt" phase. He had on sandals and a pair of low-rise, tight, white, "almost" see-thru nylon running shorts. He knew that in the right light the shadow of his heavy pubic bush could be seen through the unlined fabric, and since he was also wearing a cock ring - he knew that the outline of his cock would be pretty evident as well. He thought of going shirtless, but had decided on his orange spaghetti-strap tank that stopped about three inches above the waistband of the shorts...and was cut so that one or the other of his nipples was always exposed. He worked out regularly and had a better than average swimmers build - and in this outfit, a definite turn-on for the "right" photographic candidate! He opened the door for Mickey. He could tell that the young man was giving him the once over...twice!

"C'mon in...I'm glad you took me up on my offer...let's see what we can do with what you've got!"

"O.K. - I've never done anything like this before...so tell me what I need to do, and I'll try to do it right!"

"Relax...this won't be hard work...might even be fun for you. First, let me ask a couple questions...you're not 18 yet, right?"

"Will be next week..."

"You obviously work out a lot...where do you do that? Do you belong to a gym or the 'Y'...or a health club?"

"I have a full set of weights and some mirrors at home...actually, I have the whole basement to myself, so I've turned it into a bedroom/gym/computer room. Mom never, ever comes down...I've got the whole place to myself 24/7."

"Anyone work out with you ever?"

"Not really...I've only been here about 3 months...don't know too many people...and those that I do know wouldn't be interested in working out much...they'd rather party, I think. I've invited a couple guys from school over...but they're really not interested...so, I just do my own thing!"

"I guess there's nothing wrong with partying...if you party with the right people..."

"Yeah...but they want to go screw around with girls and stuff...I'd rather hang with the guys...workin' out and things like that."

Interesting...almost 18 and really not girl crazy...hmmm!

"You're wearing nice fitting jeans and a T right now...what do you wear when you work out? I might want to get some pictures of you in your exercise clothes."

"Gosh, this is a little embarrassing...probably shouldn't even tell you...or maybe even lie a little...but, well...sometimes I wear a jock - I have an old, worn-out one that I like to wear for 'good luck'...but most times I don't wear anything! Hey, ya know something? I was wearing my 'good luck' jock when I met you in the barbershop the other day... is that cool, or what? Anyway I've