Subject: Model Beginnings Part 6 Model Beginnings, Part 6 This is the 6th installment describing a boy beginning a career in modeling. As in all previous chapters, there is no sexual activity or content that would be deemed inappropriate. Onto part 6…. My name is Mike. When this chapter begins, I had just turned 12. My mom was dating a guy named Ted, who was a photographer. In the last year, I began modeling for him. We’ve done a series on which I am a kidnapped boy, a series where I’m in my bedroom and sleeping, and most recently one at the pool. I liked it when I had to wear undies or skimpy swim briefs for the photo shoots. But the most fun and exciting was the kidnapped scenes where I was tied, gagged and helpless. The next shoot was going to be a pirate theme. To prepare, I spent a lot of time surfing online looking at boys my age in pirate costumes. I noticed a lot of the photos also included the boys being bound or gagged, which got me super excited. If it wasn’t clear from previous chapters, I had a slutty side and enjoyed showing off my body. At 12, kayseri escort when this chapter takes place, I was about 4-6, my blonde hair was shaggy, I was on the thin side and I had a great tan. In previous chapters I described how I often wore my speedos around the neighborhood. At 12, I was starting to look more mature and I liked how older boys and men and even some women would stare at me in my tiny briefs. It always made me hard, which then would become a challenge to hide. Eventually, I stopped trying to hide my erection and was sort of proud of it. Anyway, for the newest shoot, Ted met me at what looked like an old abandoned factory. Inside the walls were all stone or old wood. The floor was hard wood that looked like it was made from an old barn or ship. Ted showed me around and gave me the gist of the shoot. Basically I would just be posing in different situations. He said there would be a little bondage and some shirtless scenes. Excited to get started, I asked about the costume. Ted handed me an old pair of brown pants, that went keçiören escort down to just below my knees and a black and white striped shirt that had been ripped in several areas and smeared with dirt or charcoal. As I started to change into the costume, Ted asked me again not to wear any underwear. He said he didn’t want to see lines and that it would look odd since pirates did not usually wear any. Once naked, I slipped the pants on. They were a little loose at the hips and I could tell they would be sliding down a lot. The shirt was next. The neck hole was so big that kept falling off one of my bony shoulders. Ted said we would skip shoes, because being barefoot fit the scene. For the next hour, Ted just had me strike several poses leaning different directions. Because the shirt was so loose and such a big opening at the neck, it kept sliding off whatever shoulder was facing the camera. And in a mirror across the room I could see most of my chest and stomach whenever I leaned forward. After a while, Ted gave me a big rope ankara kendi evi olan escort and had me hold it in various positions like I was pulling on it. Then it got interesting. Ted wrapped the rope around my whole body with my arms and hands pinned to my side. Then he took some photos of my bound body laying flat on an old wooden table. Eventually, he untied me and retire the rope around my hands and had me stand and sit in different positions with my tied arms stretched above me. We repeated almost all of the first two sets but without the shirt. He sprayed mist all over me to make it look like I was sweating. And for a few photos, Ted even made a gag out of a piece of old rope and tied it around my mouth. When I looked into the mirror across the room, what I saw was a skinny waif. And whenever my hands were above my head, the pants would slip down past my hip bones. A few times I swear I was an inch away from revealing my cock. This made me horny and I could tell I was getting hard. Of course for the entire shoot, Ted kept asking if I was ok with it and we chit chatted about random stuff. After about three hours Ted said we were done. Like always, he said I did great and looked forward to another shoot with me. He also said that his nephew, about my age, wanted to be in a shoot and that he’d like to arrange for us to do one together soon.