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explicit descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not
based on any actual events.


The Agency: Chapter 23 - Robert Poses Naked
by
Gymnopedies


Damian stepped into Sean's office and immediately ducked to avoid the
heavy, hard-bound book that came flying straight towards his head. The
projectile passed over his left shoulder, narrowly missing his ear, and
thunked into the door before falling to the floor.

"Whoa! OK, you've made your point. Next time I'll knock." The young
photographer held up his hands to indicate that he came in peace.

Sean, sitting behind his desk, grimaced apologetically. "Sorry. You
picked just the wrong moment to walk in."

Damian stooped to pick up the book, a heavy desk-diary, and hefted it
in his hand, feeling the weight. "I'm glad this didn't connect," he
said, with a rueful grin. He placed the diary on the edge of the desk.
"I take it you're not having an especially good morning."

The agency boss shook his head. "A bloody awful morning to finish off a
bloody awful week. He massaged his neck with his hands.

"Anything I can do to help?"

"Not much, but thanks for the offer," said Sean, with a shake of his
head. "We're still getting the fallout from this business with Eric. So
far, since he left us, we're down seven boys. Four of his boys have
decided that they don't want to do modelling anymore, and another three
are sticking with him."

"What do you mean they're sticking with him?"

"He's in the process of setting up his own agency, 'Bad Boy
Encounters', and he's been in touch with the boys that he was working
with here to try to talk them into joining him."

"You mean some have actually chosen to stay with him, after the stuff
he was making them do?" Damian pulled out a chair and sank down into it.

"It looks that way," Sean confirmed. "Because of the type of services
that he's offering, it's possible for the boys to earn far more with
him than they can with us. Money can be a big incentive."

"But those kids have no idea what they're getting into," said Damian,
angrily. "Sean, I spent years in that scene and I know what it's like.
I know some of the stuff that goes on. Even you don't know how bad it
can get. Without any proper protection or safeguards, those boys could
get badly hurt; I mean really badly hurt." Memories from his own past
flooded Damian's mind. He tried to control his anger, but couldn't hold
it back. "Sean, you've got to get in touch with them and talk them out
of going with that devious, manipulating bastard."

"Easy," said Sean, reaching over the desk and grasping Damian's hand.
"I'm not going to let any of them go without a fight. However, there's
more." He gave Damian's hand a reassuring squeeze and then sat back in
his chair and sighed. "I've just got off the phone with Danny's father.
Eric has been round to see him."

"Eric went round to Danny's house, after everything that's happened?"
Damian could hardly believe what he was hearing.

"Eric's a businessman, and Danny was far and away his best earner. Eric
went to try to talk Danny's father into signing Danny up to his new
agency."

"You have got to be kidding. I hope Danny's dad told him where to get
off."

Sean frowned. "Actually he didn't. It looks like he was at least
partially taken in by Eric's fast talking. He rang me this morning to
ask whether, if Danny stays with us, we would be able to match the sort
of income that Eric is offering. He says that if we can't, he's going
to sign him up with Eric."

Again, Damian felt his anger rising. "Does the guy know what Danny
would be made to do to earn that money?"

"It seems so," said Sean, sadly. "He knows, and he doesn't really care.
The only thing that matters is how much money Danny can bring in."

Damian was so angry that he was shaking. His own father had followed
the same philosophy; the money mattered more than anything. It didn't
matter how degrading or unpleasant, or even painful were the things
that Damian had had to endure, just as long as the money kept flowing
in. "I'm not going to let that happen," he muttered, through clenched
teeth. "Danny's not going back to Eric."

"There may not be much we can do to stop it," said Sean.

"Just watch me," said Damian, grimly.

There was a long silence, during which the two men locked eyes.
Eventually, Sean broke the eye contact and looked down. He cracked his
knuckles, as if to relieve the tension that he was feeling. Then he
looked up again. "Promise me that you won't do anything without talking
to me first," he said.

Damian looked at the man, and after a moment he managed to force a
smile. He owed Sean so much. Without Sean's help, Damian knew that he
would probably still be trying to make a living out on the streets. As
well as that, this man had become his best friend and was the closest
thing to family that he had. He gave a nod of his head. "I won't do
anything stupid," he said. "I promise."

Sean seemed to be at least partially satisfied. He too gave a smile.
"Let's move on to pleasanter things," he said. "How did your shoot with
Jon and Jack go yesterday?"

Damian's smile turned into a wide grin. "Amazing. Far better than
anything I'd expected. There's a closeness between the two of them that
I've rarely seen before, and it comes through really well in the shoot."

"They were happy about touching each other then?"

"Yeah, they brought each other off, and then they kissed like you
wouldn't believe."

"Sounds good," said Sean. "I'll look forward to seeing the video when
Max is done with it. Is there any chance of taking them to the next
level?"

"I'm not sure about that," said Damian, thoughtfully. "Jon would
probably be happy to, but Jack is a little more reserved. I think it's
the 'brother' thing. I don't think there would be any problem in
getting Jack to go all the way with another boy, even though he's
straight. But when it comes to Jon, he tends to be more protective.
We'll see how things go and let them find their own way."

"Fine. I'll leave it your hands," said Sean. "Another thing I wanted to
ask you about was the club. What with losing some of Eric's boys, we're
short of acts for the 'Little Dancer.' Is there any chance that any of
your boys would be up for it."

"Other than Danny, the only real possibility would be Jon," said
Damian. "I don't think there's much chance with the others." He smiled
to himself as he tried to imagine Bryan stripping and strutting around
with his cock hard in front of a live audience. "But even Jon is still
nowhere near ready. He's set to do a stripping video one day next week.
We'll take it from there."

"OK. I think we're going to have to close the club for a couple of
nights each week until we manage to find and train a few more dancers.
Let me know as soon as Jon is willing to give it a go."

"I'll do that. Now I think I'd better go up and get some work done,"
said Damian. "I've loads of editing work to do and I've a full
afternoon of shoots." He got up from his chair.

"I'd better not keep you then," said Sean. "Though before you go, just
one last thing. How's the dating going?"

Damian gave a short laugh. "You don't miss anything, do you?"

"Not much," said Sean. "I'm sure that Rob will make a good model, and
eventually a decent photographer. But the real reason that you wanted
him to join us should be obvious even to a blind man. So come on, dish
the dirt."

"There's no dirt," grinned Damian. "Or at least not yet. We're taking
things slowly. Rob's almost as shy as Bryan. But I think it could work
for us. I hope it can."

"I hope so too," said Sean. He stood up and moved around the desk. "I
suppose I'm a bit jealous; I would have loved it to have been me rather
than him. But, I guess that wasn't to be. I really do wish you all the
best Damian. Seeing you happy is the best consolation prize I could
ever have." He clasped Damian's arm. They looked at each other for a
moment and then came together in a hug.

"Thanks, Sean," said Damian. "That means a lot to me." He hugged his
friend tightly and then pulled away. "Now, I really must get some work
done."

**********

Bryan arrived early for his afternoon photo-shoot. He chatted for a few
minutes with Carol before making his way up to the studio. He was still
trying to get up the nerve to ask Carol about her modelling. One of
these days he would find the courage to do it, and then he could ask
her for a signed photograph. After all, it was only fair, since he'd
signed one for her. Maybe she'd give him a print that showed her
completely naked, or at least topless. Just the thought that he might
be given such a treasure brought a grin to the young teen's face. Next
time he was going to ask her. Yes, next time for sure.

As Bryan entered the studio, Damian got up from his desk and stretched.
He raised his hand to his mouth, covering up a yawn. "Sorry," he
managed to say, when he finally stopped yawning. "Too many hours
staring at this screen. How are you today?"

"Fine," said Bryan.

"Did Robert give you the message about Danny not being here?"

"Yeah," said Bryan. "He said that we were going to do that non-nude
stuff that you told me about; the ones that that other agency wanted."
Finding out that he wouldn't have to pose naked in front of the camera
had come as a huge relief to the youngster, since he always got worked
up about being photographed with nothing on. But strangely, mixed in
with the relief was a small twinge of disappointment, probably because
Danny wouldn't be here today; Danny was always fun to be around.

"I've rescheduled your shoot with Danny for Monday," said Damian. "Is
that OK with you?"

"No problem. What sort of things will me and Danny be doing?"

Damian gave a laugh. "Nothing for you to worry about. It will be a
soft, nude shoot, similar to that last one that you did with Jon.
Unless of course you happen to spring a boner in the middle of it, in
which case it could turn into a hard shoot."

Bryan felt a sudden stab of fear and frowned as he looked at Damian,
trying to work out whether the man was joking. "I won't get hard," he
muttered, feeling his face begin to heat up.

This seemed to amuse Damian even more. "If it happens, it happens," he
said. "But no one is going to photograph you hard without your
agreement. If you get hard, we'll simply stop and wait while you take
care of it."

"Stop teasing me," said Bryan, now blushing red at the thought of
wanking in front of Damian and Danny.

"I'm sorry," laughed Damian. "You make such an easy target." He ruffled
Bryan's hair and then put his arm around the boy's shoulders and guided
him over to the rails of clothing. "We'd better make a start. I'm not
sure if we'll get through all three sets today. If we don't we can
finish off some other time."

The first set turned out to be a 'schoolboy' set similar to the one
that Bryan had done at his first real shoot. The boy found himself
dressed in black trousers and shoes, with a white shirt and green and
yellow striped tie, and a green blazer. Damian spent what seemed like
ages on the preparations, making sure that everything was exactly right
and that the boy didn't have a single hair out of place. A small amount
of makeup and they were finally ready. Bryan glanced surreptitiously at
his watch and saw that he'd already been there over forty minutes and
they hadn't yet taken a single photograph.

"What's that matter, do you need to be somewhere else?" asked Damian,
obviously noticing Bryan's impatience.

"No." Bryan shook his head. He wasn't about to saying anything to
Damian, but he wanted to be finished and back in his own clothes before
Robert arrived at three-thirty.

"Well stop looking at your watch and concentrate on what we're doing,"
said Damian, with a frown. "You've been looking at your watch almost
since we started. Do you want to do this or not? We're not going to end
up with anything decent if you look like you'd rather be somewhere
else."

"Sorry," said Bryan, feeling stung by the admonition. He dropped his
head. This was the closest that Damian had come to giving him a real
telling off, and it hurt all the more because the boy knew that it was
justified.

"Hey, don't go all sulky on me," said Damian, in a gentler tone. He put
his finger under Bryan's chin, raising the boy's head until they had
eye contact. Damian was silent for a long moment, as though studying
the young teen's face. "God, you're gorgeous," he said. "Give us a
kiss." He puckered his lips, comically.

Bryan blinked in surprise and then jumped back, giggling. "Gerroff!" he
laughed, pushing Damian's hand away. The tension was broken.

"So, are you ready to do some work now?" Damian asked, smiling.

"Yeah, I guess. Sorry. I'll try to concentrate."

"OK then, let's get going."

The shoot followed the usual pattern, starting with Bryan fully dressed
and finishing with him shirtless. And now that the youngster was
actually doing something, rather than just standing around waiting, he
started to enjoy himself. They followed the 'schoolboy' set with a
'casual' set. Bryan liked doing these casual sets because the clothes
always looked and felt great. For this one he wore a pastel blue shirt
and pale grey trousers. As an added bonus, Damian suggested that he
also wear the 'B' pendant that Robert had given him. Bryan had taken
off the pendant and placed it on Damian's desk, prior to getting ready
for the first set. He retrieved it and hung it around his neck, where
it provided a flash of gold through the open collar of his shirt.

"You could pull any girl you want looking like that," said Damian, when
the preparations were complete.

"You think so?"

"I know so. All you need to finish it off is something to make you
smell nice and you'd be irresistible."

Bryan looked down at himself and then wandered across to look in the
full-length mirror that hung on one of the walls. He had to admit that
he did look pretty good.

"Remember that you can borrow any of these outfits any time you like,"
said Damian, moving up behind Bryan and putting his hands on the boy's
shoulders. "So if you ever want to impress a girl..." He let the
sentence tail off.

They moved onto the photography, and as before, Bryan gradually removed
his upper garments for the camera, this time even opening the front of
the trousers to give a glimpse of his under-shorts. For the final few
shots he stood with his arms behind his head, his pendant glistening on
his bare chest.

By the time they'd finished the second set it was after three o'clock.
The first two sets had taken just over two hours, which had been pretty
good going considering the time spent on the preparation.

Damian glanced at his watch and frowned. "I think we should go ahead do
the third set," he said.

"But Robert's due in less than half an hour," Bryan pointed out.

"I'm sure he won't mind waiting a few minutes," said Damian, with a
shrug. "Besides, this last set won't take quite so long to prepare."

"OK," Bryan replied, a little uncertainly. He crossed to the table and
quickly stripped down to his under-shorts while Damian sorted out the
final change of clothing.

"Something a little different for this one," said Damian. He held up a
small, rough looking rectangle of brown material and a piece of brown
cord that looked like a boot-lace.

Bryan eyed it suspiciously. "What's that?"

"A loincloth," grinned Damian. "You're going to go native. With this on
you're going to look sexy as hell."

"You mean you want me to wear that and nothing else?"

"Not quite," said Damian. "I have accessories to go with it. There's a
lion-tooth necklace and an armband. There's also a spear. It's only
plastic, but it looks pretty effective." He raised an eyebrow,
obviously noting the look on Bryan's face. "Is there a problem?"

"Uh, I a guess not," sighed Bryan, not exactly brimming over with
enthusiasm for the idea.

Damian gave a laugh. "Come on then, get your shorts off and let's get
you kitted up. Time's getting on."

Bryan turned his back, pushed down his shorts and stepped out of them.
Even though Damian had already seen everything there was to see on
several occasions, the boy couldn't get used to getting naked with
people watching. He twisted his upper body and looked back over his
shoulder, reaching back for the loincloth.

"Get yourself turned round," laughed Damian. "I'm going to have to help
you put this on."

Reluctantly, Bryan turned to face the young photographer. His natural
inclination was to try to cover himself with his hands and he had to
make a determined effort to keep his arms by his sides.

Damian dropped to his knees in front of the boy. "How long since you
shaved," he asked, eyeing Bryan's groin critically.

"I did it last Friday," said Bryan, cringing with embarrassment.

"You didn't do a bad job," said Damian. "Though you've missed some
hairs on your balls. It's a tricky thing to do by yourself; especially
when you aren't used to doing it. It would be better if you had someone
do it for you. Also, you'll need to keep on top of it. I can't see much
in the way of stubble; your hair colour helps you out there. But you'll
probably need to have it done again soon. It's best to do it
immediately before a nude shoot, and use plenty of moisturiser to stop
you from getting a rash. If you need any help, give me a call."

"Yeah, OK," said Bryan, wishing that Damian would stop looking at his
dick and balls and would put the loincloth on for him. He shifted
uncomfortably from one foot to the other.

"Alright, I can take a hint," laughed Damian. "Let's get you covered
up." He stretched out the loincloth. "Move your legs apart."

Bryan shifted his feet further apart and Damian put the loincloth in
place, between the boy's legs, lifting the ends up his stomach and his
back.

"Take hold of it for a second," said Damian.

While Bryan held the cloth in place, Damian wrapped the string around
the young teen's waist and tied it at the front. Bryan let go, allowing
the ends of the cloth to hang down at the front and back. The boy's
groin and backside were covered, but nothing else.

"Not bad," said Damian, as he began adjusting the cloth so that it hung
exactly as he wanted it. After a few moments he stood and moved back so
that he could see it properly. "Yes, that looks good. Let me get you
the other bits and pieces."

A few moments later, Bryan was wearing a long necklace of plastic
lion's teeth, a band around his right forearm that had more of the
teeth, and he was holding a large, plastic spear. He felt pretty silly,
and said so.

"You don't look silly," said Damian. "In fact you look really good." He
ruffled the boy's hair to make it more unkempt and so fit in better
with the 'young jungle-boy' image. "This is going to be a great set. In
fact, I may decide to keep this one for our own site. We can always do
another one for 'Beautiful Boys.'

As usual, once he got into the posing, Bryan's inhibitions started to
fade and he soon began to have a good time. Damian put him through a
huge range of poses, including getting him to stand as though about to
throw the spear and pretend to be screaming with rage. Though this took
several attempts as each time he tried it, Bryan had to fight to
control a fit of giggling. He was so into the role-play that he started
in surprise when the studio door opened. He glanced around to see
Robert come in and fought down a groan as he prepared himself for the
burst of laughter that he was sure was about to come from his brother.

However, Robert didn't laugh. The older boy's eyes widened and he gave
what looked like an approving smile. "Wow! You look... good."

"Erm, thanks," said Bryan. Robert's appearance had brought back all of
his inhibitions and he remembered that he was standing here almost
naked.

"I suppose this means that I'm not going to get any more decent
pictures out of you today," said Damian, with a resigned sigh. "You'd
better get yourself changed."

"OK," said Bryan. He turned to Robert. "Is Mum waiting for me outside?"

Robert gave a pained look and shook his head. "She's had to go to the
shops. She said I've to give her a call on her mobile when I'm done and
she'll pick us both up then."

"So that means that I've got to hang around?" said Bryan.

"Looks that way," said Robert.

It was clear to Bryan that Robert was no happier about the situation
than he was. The young teen hoped that Robert's shoot wouldn't take
long, since Jon was coming round later for his weekend sleepover and
Bryan wanted to be there when his friend arrived. Crossing to the table
that held his clothes, Bryan hesitated, realising that before he could
get dressed he was going to have to remove the loincloth, and that
would leave him naked. He sighed to himself, deciding that he may as
well get it over with. After all, it wasn't as though Robert hadn't
seen him naked before. Memory of the shaving incident, where Robert had
pushed his naked younger brother into the shower to rinse the
aftershave from his groin made Bryan wince, especially as he recalled
the feel of Robert's fingers on his dick and balls. He glanced back
over his shoulder and saw Robert and Damian talking quietly. Robert
looked more nervous that Bryan had ever seen before. What was the big
deal? It was only a silly photo-shoot. Lifting up the front of the
loincloth, Bryan found the knot in the cord and quickly untied it. As
he released one end of the cord, the cloth dropped down at the back. He
put the cloth aside and reached for his shorts. However, before he
could pull on the shorts, Robert had moved up to stand beside him.
Trying to ignore his brother, Bryan stepped into the shorts and pulled
them up, though he knew that Robert had had managed to get a good look
at his exposed groin.

"Do you have to watch me getting dressed?" the younger boy muttered,
annoyed.

"Hey, coming over here wasn't my idea," Robert replied, with a forced
smile. "Damian told me to get undressed and put my clothes on this
table. He's sorting out what I'm going to be wearing."

Bryan adjusted his shorts and then straightened up and looked at his
brother. Robert really did look scared. "You OK?" he asked.

Robert shrugged. "At the moment I'm wondering what I'm doing here. I
nearly didn't come."

"You think this is bad, just wait until the first time when you have to
go naked," said Bryan, with a grin.

"What do you think I'm going to be doing today?" said Robert.

"You're going naked today?" Bryan's eyes opened wide at this surprising
news. "But this is your first proper shoot. You don't go naked first
time."

"Tell that to Damian," said Robert.

Bryan recalled how he'd felt the first time that he had posed nude, and
suddenly he felt a huge amount of sympathy for his brother. "It's not
so bad once you get going," he said, reassuringly. "It's even sort of
fun when you get used to it." He picked up his shirt and pulled it over
his head. It had just occurred to him that while he was waiting for
Robert, he would be able to chat with Carol. Maybe he would even get up
courage to ask her about her modelling. Quickly, he pulled on the rest
of his clothes.

**********

Robert began to undress. He was so nervous and worked up about the
thought of posing naked that he felt physically sick. He kept telling
himself not to be so stupid. After all, what he was going to be doing
was nothing compared to what Jon and Jack had been doing together
yesterday. Even Bryan, who was probably the most inhibited thirteen-
year-old in the world, had done the nude stuff. The problem, as far as
Robert saw it, was that they were all a hell of a lot cuter than he
was. Bryan and Jon and Jack all looked incredible without their clothes
on, and he knew that compared to them, he was going to look like a
total dork. He knew that he didn't have to do any of this if he didn't
want to. In fact, he had very nearly not turned up this afternoon.
However, he also knew that if he pulled out of the modelling, it would
be the end of his experiences as a photographer. Yesterday had been the
most amazing experience of his life. There had been several times
during the shoot with Jack and Jon that he had almost lost control and
shot his load in his shorts. Just seeing the two of them naked and hard
had been like a fantasy come true. But watching Damian touch them all
over and then seeing them wank each other had taken things to a whole
new level. What had made it even more intense was the knowledge that
they were brothers. Robert thought about the obvious closeness of the
relationship between Jon and his brother and wondered why he and Bryan
couldn't enjoy a similar closeness. Robert and Bryan never even hugged
each other. The closest they had recently come to any real show of
affection had been a week ago after Bryan's shaving incident, when the
two of them had settled down to watch a movie together and had both
fallen asleep, Bryan with his head on Robert's bare chest. Robert had
enjoyed having arm around his brother, but poor Bryan had been
extremely embarrassed about it when he had woken up, and neither of
them had mentioned it since. Robert sighed softly to himself. Having a
close relationship that like the one between Jon and Jack must be
wonderful.

Down to just his under-shorts, Robert paused, waiting for Damian to
bring him whatever it was that he was supposed to be putting on. He
self-consciously folded his arms across his chest as he watched Bryan
finish dressing. Bryan glanced at him and gave a sort of shy smile
before looking away.

"I'd like you to take off the shorts and put on these briefs," said
Damian, stepping up with a small pile of clothing. "We want you to look
sexy."

"Sexy? Yeah right," Robert frowned. He accepted a pair of bright red
briefs and held them up to look at them. They were skimpier than
anything he'd ever dared to wear before.

"Trust me, you're going to look hot," grinned Damian. "Not that you
don't look hot already." He gave Robert's shorts-clad backside a
playful slap.

Bryan, who had finished dressing, saw this and his face reddened. "I'll
wait for you down in reception," he said.

"What, not staying to watch the fun?" asked Damian.

"I don't think so," said Bryan. He looked from Damian to Rob and then
down at the floor.

"Bry..." Rob looked nervously at his brother. "You... You can stay if
you want. I don't mind."

Bryan frowned and shook his head. "I think it would be better if I wait
for you downstairs." He started to walk away.

Robert put his hand on his brother's shoulder, stopping him and turning
him around. "Please... stay. I think I'd feel better if you were here."
Even as he said this, he wondered about how true it was. Having Bryan
here watching certainly wouldn't do anything to ease the stress of the
situation. However, if they were ever to have a relationship even
remotely similar to that enjoyed by Jon and his brother, then it was
going to take some effort.

Bryan looked surprised, and so did Damian, if the raised eyebrow was
anything to go by. Then, out of Bryan's line of sight, Damian gave a
smile and an approving nod.

"I guess if you want me to stay..." Bryan didn't look especially keen
on the idea.

"You can help Robert get dressed and ready," Damian suggested.

"I don't need any help getting dressed," Robert protested.

Bryan suddenly giggled. "You don't know Damian very well," he said.
"Yeah, OK, I'll stay."

"Good. Then I'll leave you two to get ready while I go transfer these
photographs from the last session onto the computer." Damian handed
Bryan the rest the clothing that he had been holding and then turned
his back and walked over to his desk.

"I don't even like red," Robert grumbled, softly, watching Damian
depart and then looking once again at the skimpy briefs.

"They'll be OK when you get them on," said Bryan, with a shrug.

With a resigned sigh, Robert dropped the briefs onto the table before
pushing down his shorts and stepping out of them. He stood upright,
trying to appear as though he wasn't in the slightest bit bothered
about being naked, even though his heart was thumping and his mouth was
dry. It was certainly a strange feeling, standing here with nothing on
and his younger brother looking at him. Bryan wore a soft smile and
there was a pink glow to his face. His head was turned slightly away as
though as he were trying not to look but wasn't able to resist the
temptation. Robert gave a nervous smile of his own, scratched his thigh
and then reached for the briefs.

The briefs were tight. There was no other word to describe them. Robert
put his hand down inside the front to adjust himself, pushing his dick
down over his balls. He looked up, saw Bryan had been watching him, and
gave an embarrassed smile. The top of his pubic bush peeped over the
waistband of the briefs and he brushed his fingers through the light
tangle of hairs.

"They'll have to be shaved off," said Bryan. "I thought Damian would
have made you do that before doing a nude shoot."

"He said it didn't matter this time," said Robert. "I think he's going
to take care of it next week."

"You mean you're going to let him shave you?" asked Bryan, pulling a
face. "Jon let him do that, but I did my own."

"Yeah, I know. I was there," Robert grinned.

Bryan blushed. "Damian says I should have someone do it for me next
time."

"Well, if you need any help..."

"No chance," said Bryan, with a nervous laugh. "Come on, you'd better
get these clothes on; Damian doesn't like to waste time."

With Bryan's help, Robert put on a white T-shirt and yellow-checked
casual shirt, and dark grey casual trousers. He was sure he would have
been able to do it quicker on his own, since Bryan kept butting in to
tell him that he had the shirt twisted, or wrinkled, or some such
thing. There was a bit of good-natured arguing, or at least it started
good-natured, until Robert began to get impatient with his brother's
interference.

"You have to have it perfect," Bryan insisted.

"It's good enough," said Robert. "It's only a shirt."

"Suit yourself," said Bryan.

However, when Damian came over, the young photographer had a frown on
his face. "You look like you've slept in that," he said.

Robert glared at Bryan, who was wearing a smug 'I told you so'
expression.

"Come here, let's get it sorted out," said Damian.

It took longer for Damian to adjust the clothing to his satisfaction
than it had for Robert to dress from scratch. Then Damian produced a
comb and began straightening the teen's hair. Robert felt a little
silly having someone comb his hair for him, but at the same time, all
this attention, particularly from Damian, felt nice, though he did
think that the makeup was perhaps going a little overboard.

"There, I think we're just about ready," said Damian, after what felt
like hours of messing about with tiny details. He stood back to admire
his handiwork. "Yep, you sure look good."

Robert gave a dismissive snort. "Just as long as I don't scare anyone,"
he said.

"Damian's right, you look great," said Bryan, with a smile.

Robert returned his brother's smile. The compliment, coming from Bryan,
did wonders to boost his confidence.

"OK, let's get this show on the road," said Damian. He picked up his
camera.

The butterflies in Robert's stomach, which had settled somewhat during
the preparations, now burst into a renewed flurry of frantic activity.
This was it. The photo-shoot was underway.

**********

As Damian began taking photographs, Bryan moved back so that he would
be well out of shot. He didn't feel particularly enthusiastic about the
idea of watching Robert posing naked, but at the same time he had to
admit to a certain curiosity when it came to seeing his brother with
nothing on. Other than the nude photo that Robert had shown him, and
the quick glance he'd had a few minutes ago, as Robert changed into the
briefs, it had been years since he'd seen his older brother completely
stripped. Also, there was the fact that Robert had asked him to stay.
For some reason, that had made the young teen feel good; Robert wanted
him to be there. And helping with the dressing had been sort of fun,
even though the two of them had ended up arguing. What was especially
nice was that this was a situation where Bryan knew what he was doing,
whereas Robert obviously didn't have a clue. This was something that
didn't happen very often, and Bryan wanted to savour it.

Robert looked extremely uncomfortable posing in front of the camera and
Bryan felt a little sorry for his brother. Relaxing into a shoot was
really difficult, as Bryan knew well.  The young teen hoped that Robert
would begin to loosen up soon, because watching this awkward posing was
almost cringe-making.

"You're doing fine," Damian told his model, encouragingly.

"I don't feel fine," Robert replied, with a grimace. "I've always
looked stupid in photographs."

"Well you're not going to look stupid in the photographs that I take,"
said Damian. "Try thinking about something funny," he suggested. "Like
Bryan's face." Damian turned his head and gave the younger boy a wink.
Bryan responded by sticking his tongue out. This made Robert smile.

It took a while, but eventually Robert did start to relax and the poses
began to appear a little more natural. Damian had him unfasten the
buttons on his shirt and let it hang open, revealing the white T-shirt
beneath. Then, a few shots later, the outer shirt came off completely.
Robert gave Bryan a nervous smile, which Bryan returned, along with a
'thumbs up' sign. Next, Damian had Robert remove the T-shirt and put
the other shirt back on, though leaving it hanging open. Bryan thought
his brother looked pretty good, posing for the camera with his bare
chest showing through the open shirt-front.

"Now you're settling into it," Damian told the seventeen-year-old.
"You've got a killer smile; just like Bryan."

"Yeah, sure," said Robert, with a grin. "I still feel stupid."
It wasn't long before the shirt came off again, and a few moments
later, Robert's trousers followed, leaving the teen in just the skimpy
briefs. As Robert moved through the poses, now wearing almost nothing,
he kept glancing in Bryan's direction, causing the younger boy to
wonder whether his brother was now regretting his decision to ask him
to stay.

"Twist your upper body a little more," said Damian. "No, not like
that." He moved closer to Robert, placing his hand on the teen's bare
chest to put him into the correct position. Robert gave a soft,
embarrassed laugh. Damian whispered something to Robert that Bryan
couldn't hear, and Robert laughed again.

Bryan, sitting on Damian's desk, shuffled uncomfortably as an unwelcome
thought entered his mind. Could Damian be gay? He quickly told himself
not to be so silly. However, the idea refused to go away. Robert had
claimed that Damian had asked him out on a date. Bryan had explained
that away by saying that Damian always took his new models out
somewhere in order to get to know them better, but Robert had insisted
that in his case it had been more than that. What if Robert had been
right? But even if Damian was gay, why would he be interested in
Robert?  OK, that was a silly question, since Robert was sort of cute,
in his own way. But if Damian was gay... Bryan's mind played back
through the occasions where he had been naked in front of the
photographer. Damian had even touched his dick during his nude solo
shoot. The memory made the boy squirm.

"Bryan, are you OK?" Damian had finished setting up Robert's pose and
was now looking at the youngster, a questioning eyebrow raised.

"Erm, yeah, fine," said Bryan. "I was just thinking about something."

"Well from the expression on your face it can't have been anything very
nice," said Damian, giving the boy a smile.

"It's nothing," said Bryan, forcing himself to return the smile.

Damian gave an amused shake of his head and returned to his photography.

There seemed to be an endless series of poses of Robert in the briefs.
Bryan knew that the main reason for this was to get Robert relaxed
before taking the final step and getting him completely naked, but at
the same time, it was starting to get boring. As well as this, time was
getting on. The boy glanced at his watch. It was already almost four-
thirty. He had wanted to be home in time to meet Jon at five o'clock,
but it was now almost certain that that wasn't going to happen. He
hoped that their dad would be home before then, so that Jon wouldn't be
arriving to a locked door.

"Right, let's move onto the next step," Damian said to Robert. "Stand
with your back to me and slowly push the back of the briefs down. Yeah,
that's great. A bit more; let's see that beautiful backside."

Bryan watched as his brother's arse cheeks were fully revealed. He
smiled to himself. Bums were such funny things. Under Damian's
direction, Robert continued to push the briefs downwards, until they
fell all the way to the floor, allowing him to step out of them.

"Good. Now cover yourself with your right hand and turn to face me,"
said Damian.

Looking uncomfortable, Robert did as he was told, He was now completely
naked, his hand covering his dick and balls. He shot his younger
brother a quick look and Bryan returned a sympathetic grimace.

"Right, now move your hand away," said Damian. "I want you to try to
relax and stand with your hands together behind your back."

With obvious reluctance, Robert shifted his hand, leaving himself fully
exposed. He put his hands behind his back as instructed.

Bryan now had a full, unobstructed view of his brother's body. He felt
guilty about looking, but he looked all the same. Even though Robert
was older, his build was comparatively less muscular than Bryan's. His
body was slim and smooth, with just a patch of sandy coloured hair
above his dick and some pale hairs on his legs. His dick was bigger
than Bryan's, as were his balls, and the younger boy looked with some
envy at this part of his brother's anatomy.

Robert was obviously aware of his brother's attention, and he smiled
shyly, his face reddening.

Damian kept things moving at a good pace, giving out a constant stream
of instructions and flowing from one pose to the next without a break.
Bryan realised that this was probably so that Robert didn't have much
time to think about the fact that he was now naked. The technique
appeared to work and after a while Robert even seemed to be enjoying
himself. Robert was photographed both standing up and sitting on the
floor. There were even a few shots of him on the leather couch. On
several occasions, Damian moved in for some close-ups, aiming the
camera directly at the teen's groin.

"I think that should just about do it," said Damian, eventually. "Not
too painful, was it?"

"No, I guess not," said Robert. He glanced down at himself and giggled
boyishly. "If anyone had told me a few weeks ago that I would be
standing around naked while someone took photographs of me I would have
thought that they were insane."

"I know what you mean," Bryan agreed.

Damian looked thoughtful for a moment. "Robert, before you get dressed,
how about a picture of the two of you together?"

Before Robert had chance to reply, Bryan had slid from the desk onto
his feet, his heart thumping. "I'm not getting naked," he said,
emphatically.

"I didn't say that you should. Just come over here and stand next to
Robert," said Damian

"You mean while he has nothing on?" Bryan eyed his brother dubiously.

Damian gave a laugh. "What do you think he's going to do to you?"

"Do I have to?" asked Bryan. For some reason that he couldn't put into
words, he didn't feel very comfortable with the idea.

"Not if you really don't want to," said Damian. "But I just thought it
would be a nice idea."

"Come on Bry," said Robert, nervously. "It can't hurt. Besides, I'm the
one with no clothes on."

"OK." Reluctantly, Bryan crossed to stand next to Robert.

"Good," said Damian. "Robert, put your arm around Bryan's shoulders.
That's it. Now let's have a smile from you both. Perfect. Well, almost."

Bryan realised that the back of his hand was brushing against Robert's
bare thigh, and he quickly moved it away. Then for no apparent reason,
he started to giggle.

"Now that one is perfect," said Damian taking another photograph. "You
two look great together."

"Yeah," said Bryan, not convinced. Though Robert's arm around his
shoulders did feel sort of good. He glanced up and saw his brother
looking at him. They exchanged a smile and Bryan heard the click of the
camera indicating that Damian had caught the moment.

"That will do," said Damian. "Thanks, both of you. We've had a couple
of really good sessions this afternoon. You should seriously think
about doing a session together. Nude would be great, but even a non-
nude one would be good."

Bryan pulled a face. He saw Robert shrug, as though he were open to the
idea.

"Just think about it," said Damian, noting Bryan's expression.

While Robert dressed, Bryan watched Damian transfer the images from his
camera to the computer on his desk. He then quickly sorted through them
and located the pictures that he had taken of both boys together and
sent them to the printer. Bryan picked up the first one as it came from
printer and looked at it. It was the one where he and Robert were
looking at each other and smiling, and showed them both from the chest
up. It was a nice picture, though it did look a bit odd in that Robert
was shirtless, whilst he was fully dressed.

"I think next time I have you both here together we'll get one similar
to that but with you both shirtless," said Damian.

"Yeah, OK," said Bryan, his eyes still on the picture.

**********

The story continues in Chapter 24: Jon's sleepover

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