My hands shook as I grabbed the digital camera. This 40 year-old "fit as fuck" ginger god was just there as naked as could be and with an audience of three wide-eyed worshippers. What a memory that moment was!
Both Raymond and Phil were poised and ready to spring upon him; they wanted to have him in all ways humanly possible. Their eyes were so hungry and my cunt yawned to consume Rex's tool fully...maybe someday. Not today but I was imagining all the possibilities as the two older men stood and backed away from Rex as he sat alone, smiling at us on the antique couch. I trembled as I directed Rex to pose and tried to hold my camera still. My cleavage obviously caught his eyes as I knelt before him to shoot a great position I got him into.
He knelt with his lush big bare feet to us and his great cycler's ass pushed out slightly. His nearly smooth muscle toned back arching upward and his face looking toward the views of the Thames River just below the large glass windows. The delicate peach fuzz of his ass cheeks looked fabulous in my digital camera viewer. Snap, snap. The shots came fast and furious.
Phil and Raymond jostled this way and that to take in all of Rex as he used the couch like a stage. My posing orders being obeyed to the letter; who knew Rex was so good at being a nude model. The ideas of how to expose this man to a wider audience doubled and tripled as I worked. My shakes were finally diminishing and the profession in me began taking over.
Rex now lay full length upon the couch, his manly toes pointed and his strong arms splayed artfully letting the full cushioned back of the couch hold him in place. His reddish golden hair looking almost cherubic in the now fading light of the afternoon; his face turned slightly away from us in a purposefully arrogant air. The look was gorgeous and the model perfection in flesh. The three of us knew we were witnessing the birth of a true exhibitionist.
Phil shouted out, "To think he's hardly done this. He's a flipping natural poser. And his erection is nearly full. It never fucking goes down. Holy mother, what a stud!"
I laughed. "This, my dear old chums, is only the start. My mind is on fire with ideas."
Rex proudly lay stroking his solid uncut cock up and down; rolling that foreskin back and forth and allowing his pre-cum to just ooze out like a creamy fountain. His fuzzy ball sack sat tightly contained beneath his rigid flesh stick and looked so edible to all in the room.
The voyeur queen in me erupted with a new place to pose Rex.
Raymond stood with his mouth open and salivated at Rex, quickly spun and looked at me as I stood making a triumphant sound like a bugle call.
"That is enough of being so safe. Look men, look at your big expensive London view! We need Rex there in front of the big panes of glass. And the way the river walk below is just far enough away, the view up to here will be striking. Any walkers gazing up will see Rex being naked and provocative above! And the way this building has an L-shape also means many windows in the other section of the apartment block will see these windows and the lovely man-view we have on offer. Get that little swivel office chair you have over there by your writing desk and move it right in front of the big window, Phil. Right in centre stage!"
I commanded and Phil nearly danced off and grabbed the little rolling chair. He carefully placed it dead in the middle of the big picture window overlooking the Thames River and the lovely walkways beside it.
Rex laughed and seemed to grow even harder. Was that even possible? His cock seemed to stick out like a flagpole from a building front as he now stood and stretched like a tiger about to join the hunt. He stalked off proudly toward the small swivel seat in the big glass front window. His full ass was tight, bubble-like as he moved into full view for any and all to see. That tall form completely nude and sun dappled; the fading light catching those ginger rusty body hairs and making Rex almost appear hazy around his body edges. The camera poised I began to shoot again.
Rex, knowing he was in full view from many windows in the building and any onlookers below, did not fail me. No, he triumphed over and over in all I asked!
He stood first by the chair, resting his erection upon the seat back. His ass boldly facing the world and his dick perched proudly for us. His foreskin was pulled well back and his cock-knob was all bright pink and juicy. His body and that riveting sex organ would just not stop! He then sat in a variety of poses that had us laughing and almost cheering at his creativity. I hardly had to direct him. The very nature of his exploits seemed to propel him along to be even more daring.
He then landed upon the most perfect pose! It was so alluring and an open invitation to the world beyond Raymond and Phil's flat. Rex sat in the chair facing the glass, his upper body fully resting upon the backrest and his big long legs rose up and spread wide. His throbbing cock held tightly in his left hand while he stroked it ever so slowly, masturbating seductively up and down. His meaty bare feet both pushed flat on the glass and his ass raised just enough to make sure anybody using a telescope or binoculars could truly enjoy his furry man-hole! I shot him from both sides and the back but wished I too could use a close-up lens from outside the glass. The great idea came like blinding light as it hit me.
"Don't bloody move, Rex! Just keep at it. And for heaven's sake DON'T CUM!" I screamed.
I bolted, grabbing my camera and darted for the lobby.
The lift took ages and I dashed for the door. The lobby man gave me a funny look.
"Buzz me in again, just dashing out for a few shots along the Thames!" I babbled to the bemused gent by the reception desk.
I tore around the building base and moved to the walkway along the riverside and gazed up and looked for the right Thames side windows of Phil and Raymond.
My crazed frantic actions made an elderly couple from the USA stop and move toward me.
The familiar accent from a southern US state caught my ear.
"Shooting something good, dear?" The sweet rotund southern gentleman asked as he and his wife gazed upward. Maybe they expected someone about to jump out a window,
who knew?
My searching eyes found my darling naked Rex and I gasped aloud, "Oh, yes. I am a photographer and my model is posing up there and totally nude!"
The two southern visitors seemed gobsmacked. "Nude? Did you say nude?" The lady mumbled.
"Naked as the day he was born but he is NOT a baby anymore. He's a big full grown man!" I said beginning to snap away from my perfect riverside spot.
Before I knew it, the two tourists both had their small cameras out of their bags and were attempting to focus the lenses on the upper windows of Phil and Raymond's place.
"Sweet Life! He's nude. She's not kidding. OH WOW! Oh Bobby, do you see?" The woman gulped but her camera stayed raised.
Bobby, her hubby, did not hesitate. "SHIT! He's got a huge dick and he's stroking it right in the damn window for all to see!"
I knew Rex could see down and could see three of us with lenses trained on his impromptu sex display. A subtle wave and grin did not escape our friends from the US.
