## Archive-name: sun-and-video

From: an43049@anon.penet.fi

Subject: Sun and Video (male, solos)

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

The following is fiction and (sort of) involves a scene with a teenage boy. Should this not be your cup of tea, hit "n" now...

Sun and Video

by Alice Shaw

My best friend Shelly showed up at my front door at nine AM, duffel bag in one hand, video camera in the other.
"You ready?" she asked. I was as ready as I would ever be. Packing a sack lunch, we drove to a nearby park.
We had been planning this day for some time. You see, Shelly and I wanted to make our own personal erotic fantasy video, and in order to do so, we needed strange men. Well, not "strange," exactly, but strangers. We picked this park because it was a haven for hot looking joggers, bikers, and rollerbladers. Indeed, every trip to the park provided the eyes with a veritable smorgasbord of male flesh. And it was for this reason that we had set out today.
Allow me to describe myself. I have brown hair, brown eyes, and although I wish my breasts were just a little bit larger, I do keep in pretty good shape. Shelly, meanwhile, is a knockout. Blonde hair, green eyes (really green, she doesn't wear contacts), and a stellar figure. We're both about twenty-six (ahem) and we have similar tastes in men.
On a Saturday morning like this, quite a few real athletes were in the park, but it wasn't until after ten o'clock that we selected our first "subject." He was tall, with long brown hair, and he was _built_! Walking, after a long jog, in shorts and a tank top, this man would be perfect for our video.
"Hi," Shelly said, "we're with Pandora video, and we're shooting an amateur video of good-looking men. Would you like to help us out?" We did our best to look professional, but alluring.
"Sure," the man said. "What do I have to do?"
We led him to our pre-determined spot--a clearing by the lake which provided one distinct advantage: it had an alcove in an outcropping of rock about eight feet high, which would provide cover on two sides and give us an aura of privacy. It was positioned so that it would be lit by bright sunlight until well into the afternoon, so it was perfect for our purposes.
Shelly held up the video camera and started recording. Our friend smiled for the camera.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Matt."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-five."
"Would you mind taking off your shirt for the camera?"
He didn't, and soon we were getting footage of his finely haired chest and bulging pecs. He even flexed a little, on request.
"Would you mind taking off your shorts?" I asked, and this request was met with a little more hesitancy.
"Well, I, uh..."
"There's no one around to see you," I assured him.
"I guess," Matt said, and unbuttoned, then unzipped, his denim shorts. Underneath, he wore white cotton jockeys. He had a nice hefty bulge.
"Turn around," I suggested, and he complied. He had a nice ass.
"Would you mind taking off your--" I was cut off.
"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't. I mean, my girlfriend, she...she wouldn't like it. I mean..."
"That's okay, Matt," Shelly smiled. "You've been really helpful. Thanks."
We soon selected another subject, and he agreed to come to our little alcove.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Jason." Jason, it turned out, was twenty-one. He had short, straight brown hair and a big smile. He also had dark, mysterious eyes, and a long, lean body. He took off his shirt, at my request, and showed a tight, washboard stomach.
"Would you mind taking off your shorts?" I asked.
"Naw," he said, and complied. He was wearing plaid flannel boxer shorts.
"Would you mind taking off your boxers?" I asked, innocently.
By now, Jason was expecting this. "I guess not," he shrugged, and shucked his last stitch of clothing. He stood there, wearing only a pair of shoes and socks, and grinned while Shelly panned down to get a close up of his big, uncut dick. She whistled.
"Thanks," he smiled. "Say, what time is it?"
Jason, it turned out, had to meet a friend. We thanked him and allowed him to get dressed. Later, after lunch, Shelly and I set out to find a really perfect specimen. I finally found one, rollerblading on a sidewalk, and convinced him to aid our project.
"What's your name?" I queried.
"Chris." Chris was a genuine "boy next door." He had beautiful eyes and the tan, slim body of a god.
"How old are you?" He hesitated.
"Eighteen."
I could tell he was lying. I suppose I should have known, from his youthful demeanor, but I figured, what the hell. He can't be all _that_ young and look like this...
"Okay. Well, first, we need you to take off your rollerblades." This he did. "Now you need to take off your hat." He doffed his baseball cap, revealing a head of short, curly blonde hair. "Now, if you could take off your shirt..." This he did, exposing his lightly tanned, hairless chest. "Now, would you like to take off your shorts?" Chris smiled shyly and slid out of his running shorts as well. He stood before us in only a pair of blue low rise briefs.
"What next?" he asked mischievously.
"Would you mind handing me your underwear?"
"Well, if you want it," he said, stepping out of his briefs. He handed them to me. He stood nude before us, as the sun beat down on his circumcised cock, nestled in a thatch of dark blond pubic hair.
"Do you want to know what you have to do to get these back?" I asked playfully.
"Uh oh. What?"
"We want to see you jerk off."
"You're kidding, right?"
"Nope," I said. "It's important for the video. You can do it. There is no on around. It'll be fun. Play with yourself."
Chris reached a tentative hand down and grabbed the head of his dick. He blushed bright red and started tickling the underside. His penis began to stretch out in his hand.
"Go for it," I told him, "you look beautiful." He started to stroke his cock. It had lengthened out now to a decent six inches. He was beating his meat, slowly at first, then faster and faster.
"That's just great," I told him. His breathing had grown heavy. He closed his eyes and concentrated on getting his rocks off. Our little adonis was quite a sight to see, masturbating in the sun. His ass began to pump back and forth and he started to moan as streams of semen spurted out of his dick. He opened his eyes and looked down at the splashes of cum on the ground...
"Thank you, Chris. You were really wonderful," I told him, handing him the shorts.
"Thanks," he said, grinning broadly at the compliment.
"You should probably get dressed now. We've got to go, but we really appreciate your help."
We left him with his clothes. Shelly and I found my car and drove away, satisfied that we had an exciting video record of a job well done.

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