So it wasn’t the calm, professional shoot I’d pictured.
But watching the way his body moved and the passion behind each glance made it the most erotic and memorable shoot I knew I’d ever have.
As Eli gave a teasing glance over his shoulder, letting the wicked things he wanted shine in his smile, his back bowed and his bottom peeked out from under the white cotton of the shirt. “Oh, Brat, the next time we do this I’m going to have you plugged and everyone will be able to see the need on your face, not just that little smirk.”
Desire swept through him, and I took frame after frame, desperate to catch the incredible look on his face. “That’s right. A nice thick plug that’s pressed right up against your prostate. I’ll make it vibrate and pulse, and I’ll push you right to the edge, all while documenting every wave of sensation that runs through you.”
Moving enough to catch a slightly different angle, I continued taking pictures. “I might even take some special ones that don’t show your face, but that you can use to show all your followers just how much you love everything that I’ll do to you.” Eli looked guilty for a moment, but I shook my head. “No, Brat. I don’t mind the blog or the venting or sharing. I’m going to love knowing that they can look but not touch.”
The worry faded, but I wanted the passion back. “Do you think they’ll love seeing your hard cock straining against a pair of those tiny panties while that plug sends you right to the edge? You’re going to make Preston insane with how erotic the photos will be.”
Setting the camera down for a moment, I walked up to Eli and ran my hands over the shirt and down to his ass. “I think we need to see more of this luscious bottom. Especially when it looks untouched and so tempting.”
Easing the panties just below the bottom of his cheeks, I let my fingers trace around his hips to his erection. “Yes, this is how my brat needs to look.”
Caressing the head of his dick gently, I let a hand move up under the shirt and plucked at one nipple. “That’s right; show me how good that feels.”
Eli’s head fell back, and he gave a low moan as I let his orgasm get closer and closer. When we’d restarted the shoot, I’d started out simple. He’d knelt, looking up at me with that tender, questioning expression, nearly completely covered but looking like the perfect vision of submission.
As our rhythm returned, we’d gradually changed things around until he was back at the window. From the first frame, he’d looked exactly like I’d envisioned. Almost hidden, but displayed erotically…masculine but feminine…he was a mixture of contradictions and the effect was breathtaking.
Stepping back, I let my fingers skim over his body as I moved to grab my camera again. “That’s right. Let me see how needy my brat is.”
Trying to get every angle and flash of desire, I moved around and watched my sexy brat. Kneeling behind him, I captured the line of his leg and ass as it disappeared under the shirt. “Oh, Brat, this one is going to be just for me. Reach back with your right hand and pull that cheek out. I want to see your perfect little hole.”
Eli moaned, but his hand moved to grip his ass and he thrust it out. “Oh yes, just for me, but I might put this one right above my bed. Do you like that, Brat? Do you like the idea that the first thing I’d see in the morning was your needy, tight pucker that ached to be filled?”
“Yes…please…yes…” Eli’s body clenched, and I could see the desire rushing at him. My sexy brat loved being displayed and teased.
Reaching out, I let one finger trail down the split in his ass and over the ring of muscles that was begging for attention. “I’m going to have you like this again, but after you’ve been well fucked and covered in my cum. Then I’ll hang it up beside the other. What do you think? Untouched perfection and debauched perfection side by side.”
Eli was starting to make needy little sounds that were bordering on frantic. “Please. Please. I…Please.”
I let the tip of one finger ease into his body just to watch the desire build. “Please what, Brat? What do you need?”
“Let me come. Please. Let me come. Please.” The desperate words tumbled out husky and low.
“Not yet, Brat. I still have so many pictures to take of you.” Chuckling when he let out a huff of frustration, I gave his ass a pat and stood. “Over to the bed, Brat. We’re going to try something else.”
Doing his best to obey, even when all he wanted to do was come, Eli pushed off the wall and started to walk over on slightly unsteady legs. His eyes were unfocused and filled with desire, but there was also the submission that had moved through him as he’d relaxed and accepted that I was serious.
His trust was touching. I knew he had to have debated and argued with himself about what he wanted, and if I was honest about what I wanted from him. But I wasn’t going to give him any reason to second-guess that decision.
Moving to the bed, I set my camera down and reached for Eli’s shirt. Unbuttoning it slowly, I started to talk again. “We’re going to try some of the props you grabbed for us. I bet you have others, though. We’ll need to try them next time.”
Letting my fingers caress the delicate skin that started peeking through the opening, I kept up the slow process of stripping him. Shivers raced through Eli as I continued to work my way down the buttons. “You’re going to let me take your picture again, aren’t you?”
My hands brushed against his hard cock as I freed the last of the buttons. Eli gave a low moan as he nodded, but that wasn’t good enough. Giving his dick a light swat that had him gasping and arching closer to me, I frowned at him. “That wasn’t a very polite way to respond, was it? Let’s try that again.”
Wrapping my fingers around his cock, I gave it a long, slow caress. “You want to take more pictures, don’t you, Eli? You want to pose for me while I dress you up and see how incredible you’ll look?”
Eli gasped, and I could almost feel him trying to find the words. Finally, he seemed to force them out. “More pictures…yes…”
Rubbing the pad of my thumb over the head of his erection, I smiled as he shook and made a low whine. “I can’t wait to do another shoot with you, after we see what other kinds of toys you have around your house. I bet you have some wicked things, don’t you, Brat?”
Eli nodded and whimpered as I drew my hand away. “Alright, Brat, let’s get you out of these panties.”
I knew my smile was devilish when he groaned. Pushing the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, I let my hands slide along his body. The panties fell to the floor in a puddle at his feet with the shirt, leaving him beautifully naked in just the heels. “Shoes off, Brat. Then I want you to climb on the bed and kneel for me.”
