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My heart tumbled hard in my chest, and I felt breathless. “Let me be the judge of that.”

He giggled. “All right.”

“I’d like to take photos of your whole body. Is that okay?”

“Yeah.” Daniel bit his lip and then lurched up, stumbling over to the desk to pick up my camera. He glanced out the open window. “I don’t think the neighbors can see in. There’s a lot of woods out there at the property line.”

“It’s fine.” At that moment, I didn’t give a shit either way. “Set it on automatic focus,” I murmured, watching him fiddle with the camera. My cheeks were burning, and a brand-new flush had started up my chest and neck.

“How?” He handed it to me, and I set it up for him before handing it back.

He took his role seriously, standing on the bed to get a photo of me from above, and then getting low to angle over my torso. After about four well-considered shots, he asked, “I can really take a picture of your asshole?”

A thrill vibrated in my core. “Yes.”

Daniel laughed. “Roll over. Get on your knees and hold yourself open.”

My dick filled and hardened again as I rolled onto my knees and buried my hot face in the pillow. Reaching back, I spread my ass cheeks. Heat raced over my skin making me sweat and burn all over when I heard Daniel’s audible swallow.

The snap of the shutter punctuated my thudding heartbeats—one, two, three—and then his finger trailed down my crack, sliding over my sensitive anus, teasing over where his tongue had been earlier. I was dying to have it there again.

More shutter clicks. He was going through a lot of film on just my asshole. It was a roll of thirty-six, but still…

“It’s so fucking perfect,” Daniel said, his voice gritty and his breath coming hard. “Can I kiss it again?”

I nodded, gasping as his lips pressed to my asshole with a chaste kiss and then were gone. I groaned in disappointment that he hadn’t used his tongue.

“Roll over.”

I did, and he took several more pictures. “You’re gorgeous, Peter. Your eyes. Your mouth. Every inch of you.” He grinned and touched my hard cock. “Even your dick. It’s beautiful.”

I was achingly hard already and not sure what to do with the compliments. “Um, well, yours is…really big.”

Daniel took another picture and then set the camera on the bedside table. “Sorry. I’ve heard. But I’m gentle.” Daniel leaned in to kiss me again.

“I trust you.” A rush crashed through me, breathtaking and intense. Tears pricked my eyes. Idid. Itrustedhim.

“Givemethe camera,” I said, and he handed it to me.

I shot photos of Daniel until I ran out of film, documenting the shine of his hair, the angle of his shoulders, and the line of his jaw. I also collected his treasure trail, his dark blond bush, and his big cock. Biting my lip, I even considered asking him to show me his asshole, like I’d shown him mine. In the end, I didn’t.

Daniel lay still on the bed, letting me take pictures. When I ran out of film, he sat up with his back to the headboard, and whispered with a shy smile, “I’ve never done anything like this.”

“Like what?”

“Taking pictures, getting a little kinky.”

I couldn’t say the same, so I just put the camera aside and crawled up to straddle him. His cock pressed against the back of my ass and my dick flexed against his stomach. “Thanks for doing it with me, then.”

“I just wanted you to see your own asshole,” he whispered as I rubbed my lips against his.

I giggled. “There are such things as mirrors.”

“Yeah, but this is permanent. Proof that we were here today. That we did this.”

I wished I had one more shot left on my roll so I could have taken a photo of the two of us together. How could I have forgotten to do that? So we could be permanent too.

“I can’t wait to develop them.”

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