Jason story

 The Friday night Jason walked in with the Polaroid camera is when I found
out just how kinky he was. The story you're about to read is pretty wild,
but every word is true. The Polaroids I'm including were taken that night,
by me. Although Jason kept most of them (he loved to jack off while
looking at the 'humiliating' pictures of himself!) I did manage to keep a
few. Smile

That night, Jason wanted me to take pictures of him doing sexual things
that humiliated him. He truly got off on it and, although we had a number
of other adventures, that night was (in my book) the BIG EVENT.

By the time Jason handed me the camera, he already had a raging stiff
cock in his jeans. I wasn't exactly sure what he had in mind, but fiddled
with the camera while we watched a porn movie and he slammed down
beer after beer. He wanted a good "buzz" before we began playing, and
sat on the couch squeezing his hard cock through his jeans as he
watched me tinker with the camera.

When he was sufficiently wasted, he unzipped his pants, pulled his cock
out and started stroking. He had me take a couple test shots, then
groaned as he looked at them and pumped his horny dick.

Once convinced I could handle the camera, he
got down on his hands and knees on the floor
and stuck his butt in the air (spreading his ass)
so I could snap a couple pictures. After each
picture, he'd have to stop and look at it for a
minute while he jacked his cock. (Hey, this
was HIS fantasy, not mine!)

After burning through the first roll of instant film, he just wasn't getting off
on it like he'd been expecting. Something was wrong. It just wasn't
humiliating enough for him. He was really bummed, and sat on the couch
with his pants around his knees, brooding over the pictures.

While patiently waiting to see if he wanted me to play photographer
anymore, the phone rang. It was my buddy, Rob. He wanted me to go out
that night. Well... I was kind of tied up. Smile. After hanging up, Jason
asked me who'd been on the phone. He'd briefly met Rob a couple times
and, after telling him who I'd spoken with, he thought for a minute before
asking me if Rob was gay.

" Nope. He's bisexual. "

After a few more minutes of staring at the blurry Polaroids, while drinking
another beer, he said...

" Do you think he'd want to come over tonight? "

Completely caught off guard, I stammered that I didn't know, then asked...

" You mean, while we're taking pictures? "

He flipped through the photos, then shrugged...

" I don't know... do you think he'd get into it? "

I had absolutely no idea. I'd told Rob about Jason's little 'fetish' and, to be
honest, he thought Jason sounded like a fruit loop. Smile. I didn't tell
Jason that, of course, but finally said...

" I guess I could call and ask him. "

An hour later, Rob was knocking on the door. Jason was nervous as hell,
and clammed up once Rob arrived. The three of us just sat there, silently
watching a gay porn flick, before Rob finally couldn't take it anymore.
After getting him and Jason another beer, he said...

" So, bro, do you like to get fucked? "

Rob, always so subtle. Smile. Jason said...

" No, I'm not gay. "

A couple minutes later, he added...

" I just like to have people... watch me. "

Rob, bored and ready to get this show on the road, said...

" Well, dude, we're watching. "

Jason chuckled and mumbled something (a little drunkenly,) that I didn't
quite understand, then turned back to the movie. A few minutes later, he
self-consciously unzipped his jeans again and pushed them down around
his knees. His cock was still rock hard, and he began stroking it a little
while he watched the video. Rob gave me a little look and rolled his eyes
(although I saw him sneaking peeks at Jason's cock.)

Twenty minutes later, Jason was on the floor with his legs in the air,
fingering his ass in front of Rob (and moaning at the humiliation of doing it
in front of a stranger.) I'd joined Rob on the couch, so I could snap
pictures, and it wasn't long before Rob leaned over and whispered in my
ear...

" This shit's making me horny. "

I tried not to smile, but focused on taking photos. A few minutes later, Rob
leaned over, again, and whispered...

" I wanna fuck him. "

I whispered back...

" He doesn't fuck, but if he gets drunk and
horny enough... who knows? "

I enjoyed presenting Rob with the challenge,
and he smiled as he stood up and pulled off his
shirt. I made him stand there so I could snap
his photo, then let him sit back down.

It wasn't long before he was taking off his
jeans. Again, I made him stand there so I could
snap a photo of him in his droopy boxers.

Seeing Rob get undressed, Jason nervously
looked up at me and asked...

" What's he doing? "

I smiled and answered...

" He's getting horny. He's gonna jack his dick while he watches. "

That answer satisfied Jason, even seemed to intensify the humiliation of
his experience... having another dude jack off while looking at him.