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 Saturday rolled around again, and the Coopers were arriving at The Angels Studio. Hunter had continued being distant from Jack, which had Jack concerned. No matter what he tried to do, Hunter just did not seem to warm up and respond to him.

Ethan opened the door to the studio, and Hunter ran up and threw his arms around the tops of his legs, hugging him tightly. Jack felt his stomach wrench as he saw his son show affection to this other man when he would not do the same for him. 

There is no worse thing as a father than to feel like your son hates you for some reason, and that is what Jack felt.

“How’s my favorite family today?” Ethan asked as they went inside, yet he had already recognized the look of jealousy that flickered across Jack’s face, and he was having a hard time not smirking.

“Not too bad,” Jack lied.

Ethan had been waiting for this moment from day one, and now that Jack was desperate enough for the attention, he could spring his plan into action.

“Well, Peter will be out shortly with some pictures from last week and some money. While I’ve got your attention, a client of mine needs a boy younger than Hunter for a summer garden magazine; you know the ones that advertise children’s pools and swing sets, et cetera?” He gave Jack a moment to digest what he was being asked before actually asking, “I was wondering if today, after Hunter’s photo shoot, we could use Zach?”

Jack thought about it for a moment. He thought Zach was a bit too immature to be doing a photoshoot, but at the same time, it would mean he would get some time with Hunter without Zach around.

“Okay, sure,” father agreed.

Ethan picked Hunter up and held the boy tight, sensing that his son was not happy about sharing the title of ‘model.’

“Okay, great. We best get started. We’ll swap over straight after,” Ethan said as he carried Hunter into the main studio and closed the door behind them.

Hunter wasted no time in speaking his mind. “Why does my brother have to do it too?”

Ethan cuddled him tightly and then placed him down.

“Don’t you worry, Hunter, you’re the real star, and lots of people think you’re stunning, okay?”

Ethan could see the look of sadness in Hunter’s eyes and knew he was afraid of rejection. Concealing his true thoughts behind an unctuous mask, Ethan realized that this could work out to his advantage if he played his cards right, but if he was not careful, it would backfire.

“Okay,” the little boy answered.

Ethan hugged him again, asking, “Have you had any more slime problems?”

The conversation change caught Hunter off guard, and he went red before simply shaking his head no.

“Oh, so you must be doing those exercises right by yourself?” Hunter simply nodded again. “How many times have you done it today?”

Hunter again did not speak. He simply held his hand up with his index finger extended to give his answer of one time. Ethan loved how shy Hunter was about what he had done, and he formed a new plan in his head for later, but he wanted to drop it on him as a surprise so that the young boy would not get time to think about it.

“You are a fantastic boy, Hunter. Have you been letting people see your wiener?”

The question was deliberately blunt, and Hunter flushed red even more while looking around in a panic in case Peter had heard the question. He felt himself about to cry but held the tears back as he nodded again. It had actually been a terrifying experience for him.

When they had gone to town Friday afternoon, he sat on a bench outside with his brothers with his feet up like all models should sit while his dad was in the bank. Hunter knew as he sat there that every passerby could see his wiener and nutties, and it had mortified him, but he knew he had to do it. Remembering the event made him feel sick with nerves once more.

Ethan could see the consternation on Hunter’s face, and so he chose his praise carefully. “Good boy, Hunter. I love you so much, and I’m so proud! It wasn’t too bad, was it?”

Hunter gave a shy smile as he received praise. It alleviated some of his troubling memories, and he felt a sense of pride; perhaps it was not as bad if he actually did think about it. Eventually, he gave a verbal answer.

“No.”

Ethan ruffled Hunter’s hair, saying, “Now then, my precious boy, today is an underwear shoot. Peter has got the underwear there.” He gestured towards Peter, who had discretely entered the room. “Why don’t you strip down and let Peter help you dress today.”

It was not really a question, more of a demand, and Hunter may have only been nearly six, but he understood the difference. It did not make it any easier, though, and he looked at Peter with trepidation. The underwear was much like he was used to wearing, although the boy now just put a clean pair in his wash basket every day. Besides, lots of people had seen his wiener already, and he was brave.

All of this and more was flying around his head as Peter approached with the offered blue garment. Hunter lifted his t-shirt up and over his head with a sigh of resignation before pulling down his shorts and standing totally naked in the studio. His face flushed as he shyly accepted the blue underwear from Peter.

For his part, Peter smiled warmly as Hunter took the briefs. As quickly as he could, Hunter pulled them up his legs and covered himself from view. The underwear felt strange, mostly because he had not worn any for a couple of weeks now. Hunter found himself feeling confused. Did he like wearing them? They had a lightning bolt symbol on the front, which looked a bit cool.

Ethan directed Hunter into his first few poses, putting him into erotic positions from the get-go, employing many of the same angles and poses as he previously used. Making sure to snap plenty of pictures that showed off Hunter’s groin through the leg opening of the undies, which were far too big.

“Pretend to be pulling them down,” he ordered, and Hunter did so, hooking his thumbs into them. Looking at the camera, embarrassed, he wondered just how far down he would have to pull them down to pretend. As it turned out, they had to be pulled to just above where his wiener started, and he suddenly felt a bit unsure of himself.

“Now, Hunter. This next bit will be hard, but I know you’re so brave that you can do it.” Ethan waited a moment to see the look of concern spread across Hunter’s face before adding, “Because boys your age will be wearing those undies, people need to know they have enough room for boys to make sure the slimy stuff stays away.”

Hunter went bright red, knowing that Peter now knew that he had made slimy stuff in his sleep, and fear gripped him as he guessed what was coming next.

“So, sit down on the floor…that’s it. Now, put your hand inside and make it stand up.” Ethan continued snapping pictures as Hunter slowly complied. “Good boy. I love you, Hunter. Well done.”

He smothered the boy in praise while carefully snapping photographs that revealed the finger and thumb action that was going on inside his briefs. Hunter was very embarrassed, mainly because Peter now knew his secret. He felt himself beginning to stand up in his Underoos while vaguely aware of the camera snapping pictures. Hunter continued rubbing himself until his pricklet stood up as hard as it would go and then looked to Ethan.

“I did it,” he said shyly.

Ethan was well aware—as was the camera, which got clear pictures of Hunter’s manipulations, but he had to play along.

“Good boy! Okay, hand out.”

Again, more pictures were now taken as quickly as possible, showing off the erection as much as possible and continuing to snap shots as it began to deflate. Hunter had settled into the photoshoot now. Gone was his embarrassment as he posed in ways that made no sense to him.

“Okay, Hunter, sit on the floor, just like a model is supposed to.”

The request from Ethan made Hunter pause as he suddenly realized if he did as he was asked, it meant that the camera might see his wiener. He looked down at his groin as he sat down, and sure enough, he could see his wiener and nutties. He looked up at Ethan, blushing as he did so but not moving to cover himself.

Ethan could see the conflict on Hunter’s face. The realization that he was exposing himself for the camera was evident, and Ethan snapped a couple of shots, but he needed Hunter to settle before doing more.

“Good boy, Hunter. You’re so pretty; everyone will love seeing these pictures.”

Hunter blushed a fierce red but managed a shy smile as he got over the initial idea and discomfort of exposing himself.

“How brave are you, Hunter?” Ethan asked after several more shots of a now-aware Hunter.

“A lot brave.”

Ethan smiled reassuringly as he smoothly asked, “Do you think you’re brave enough to pull your undies to the side to let the camera see properly?”

Hunter hesitated, just as Ethan had expected, but then nodded before slowly and almost tentatively pulling his undies over to the left, fully exposing his groin for the camera. Ethan snapped away, wanting to catch every moment as Jack’s precious and innocent eldest son took his first step towards his new life. Finally, he had to tell a rather shy Hunter to look up at the camera and smile.

“You’re so brave. I love you, Hunter.”

Hunter beamed at the praise and turned the next few shots from an unsure and slightly unwilling confused boy into a confident boy, happy to expose himself to thousands of people.

“Stand up…that’s it. Now push your hips forwards.” Ethan smiled as Hunter attempted to do as requested, but a nod to Peter had him over there to position Hunter how he had asked.

Peter placed a hand on Hunter’s rear and pushed him forwards so that his groin was fully forward before carefully and ‘accidentally’ grazing Hunter’s penis with his fingers as he adjusted how Hunter held the underwear to the side. As Peter stepped back, Ethan snapped away some more.

“I think we need to show that you’re a big boy and not a baby.”

Hunter’s head snapped up as the words sank in.

“Do I have to?”

“You don’t want everyone to think you’re a baby, do you?” Ethan asked slyly. Hunter shook his head no. “Go on then, big boy.”

Hunter quickly responded to the praise again and began stroking himself up and down, just like he had been shown. Ethan snapped away, catching the look of concentration on the boy’s face as he made himself erect in front of the camera.

“Wow, good boy!” he praised as Hunter released his erection and looked to Ethan to see if he had done it right.

“Take those undies off now, Hunter; they’re in the way of you being a big boy.”

The statement made no sense whatsoever, but a frowning Hunter bent over and pulled his underwear down to his ankles. Standing up, he stepped out of them and blushed as he realized he was now naked—totally naked.

“You’re so brave. I’m so proud of you.”

Ethan nodded towards Peter, who now stepped forward with a small whiteboard.

“Can you hold that to your chest, Hunter, for the next few photos?”

Hunter nodded and took possession of the board while Ethan snapped away. He paused to look at the pictures to make sure he could make out the words before asking Hunter to turn it around and read it out loud.

“My name is Hunter. I am five years old, and I am still a virgin.” He pronounced the g in ‘virgin’ as a hard g, like how you would say ‘gun.’ “My daddy wants me to be a star.” Hunter smiled to himself as he completed his task.

Ethan noted that the boy was no longer erect, but he continued on. “Okay, that’s a perfect pose,” he said as he had Hunter turn to the side and present the sign for the camera. “Don’t move.” He snapped a couple of shots before pausing for effect. “Oh, you’re no longer a big boy.”

Hunter looked down at himself, but before he could react, Ethan continued, “Don’t move. Peter, can you fix the problem, please?”

Peter moved up to Hunter, who, while blushing with embarrassment, was trying desperately to hold his pose, even as Peter’s fingers gripped his wiener and began to rub it for him. Slowly at first and then faster as his small erection began to show itself, he rubbed for a few seconds longer than needed before stepping away. Ethan shot some more pictures as he caught the profile view of Hunter and his sign.

“Well done, my pretty little Hunter. Now then, down on your hands and knees…put the sign down.”

Hunter followed the directions he was given, eventually putting his head down on the floor and his butt up in the air, spreading his legs slightly, and then reaching back and pulling his butt cheeks apart. He could not help but giggle at the silly poses as Peter rested the sign on his calf’s, leaning up towards his butt. Ethan happily snapped away more pictures in this very exposed state.

“Well done, Hunter.” He put down the camera and moved over to lift the boy into his lap, “You did awesome today, my favorite boy.” He said all of this while casually bringing Hunter to an erection with very little resistance. “But we have an important job for you to do next.”

He stood him up and explained, “Do you want mean old Jack to stop you from coming here?” Hunter shook his head no. “Do you want him to see those photos we just took?” Again Hunter shook his head no, but this time in fear. “Well, I don’t want any of that either, so I need your help to make sure he doesn’t stop you. Do you think you can help me?” he asked, hugging Hunter tightly before he finished dressing him. Hunter nodded. “Okay, I need you to practice a play for me, okay?”

Hunter was confused, but he nodded anyway. Even though he was a little uncomfortable with Ethan tugging gently on his boner, he just stood there passively naked and listened as he was molested.

“Jack brings you here, doesn’t he?” Ethan asked rhetorically, but Hunter nodded regardless. “Well, in this play, mean old Jack, he is the one who taught you how to get this little stiffy, okay? He makes you do it every night before bed.” Ethan spoke softly, soothingly and conspiratorially, all while gently jerking Hunter, just as slowly, enjoying seeing the look of confusion and growing lust for something he was yet to experience, “In the play, mean Jack wants you to get a little stiffy in front of Peter and me, but you don’t want to. Does the play sound easy?”

Hunter was lost in the strange sensations he was feeling from between his legs as Ethan continued to stroke him slowly, and it was not until Ethan stopped making those pleasant feelings coming that he realized he was meant to be answering.

“Yes,” he squeaked in the hopes that Ethan would continue whatever he was doing to make him feel nice.

“Good boy.” Ethan let go and stood up, loving the frustrated whine that Hunter emitted without realizing he had done so. “Sorry, did you want something, Hunter?”

Ethan turned around and smiled at the boy. Hunter tried to process everything in his head as fast as he could. Did he want something? The boy knew he wanted Ethan to do something to his wiener, but he was not sure what, but Ethan could not mean that, could he? Maybe he did? Hunter knew he was brave, and he knew Ethan loved him. Perhaps Ethan would do it again if he asked?

“Can…can you do it again?”

The words were barely audible, and Ethan could not help but think how cute it was when Hunter shifted uncomfortably. Even though it was cute, he needed to train Hunter correctly.

“Do what again, Hunter?” he asked as he knelt in front of the shy boy and looked him in the eye.

Hunter could feel his cheeks burning red, and he was pretty sure what he was about to ask was very wrong to ask, but he was not convinced, and Ethan was caring anyway.

“Can you touch my wiener again?”

“Oh, okay! If you want me to touch your stiffy, I will.”

Ethan reached out and grabbed hold of Hunter’s erection between a finger and thumb, but nothing more. He noted with glee Hunter’s frustration at things not being like moments before. The poor boy attempted to replicate the stimulation by himself by thrusting his hips forwards.

“Do like before, please.”

Finally satisfied, Ethan gave up on the mental torture and slowly started to jerk Hunter again.

“Does it feel good when you let me do this, Hunter?”

Hunter flushed a deeper red as he finally accepted the truth. It did feel good.

“Yes,” he croaked in barely a whisper.

“Good boy. Remember, your wiener isn’t private anymore, so it’s okay to ask me or anyone else I ask, like Peter, to touch it for you and make it feel nice like now.”

Even at nearly six, Hunter was conflicted with what he was hearing Ethan tell him, but Ethan loved him a lot, he knew, and he knew it felt good, so how could it be wrong? He reasoned that Ethan was telling the truth, even if it was supposed to be wrong.

“Can you tell me what the play is going to be about, Hunter?” Ethan asked while picking up the pace slightly on his manipulations of young Hunter’s dicklet.

Hunter squeaked out a breath he was holding and nodded and began, “Mean Jack, he makes me get boners every day and come here and…” he paused to think, distracted by a growing sensation he was not sure of. “Ummm…and, he wants me to get a boner for you and Peter.”

Ethan smiled and sped up, sensing the boy’s growing arousal.

“Good boy, Hunter. I think you’ll be a huge star!”

Hunter was now lost in thought as his mind focused totally on the strange sensations he was feeling. It felt fantastic. It was like being itchy and scratching that itch at the same time. It was giving him butterflies, and he wanted Ethan to do it faster, but he was getting more and more concerned over his growing urge to pee.

Hunter rose on his toes and back down. He began thrusting in time with Ethan’s rubbing. The boy did not want it to stop. He did not understand it, other than it felt good, but he had to stop. He was going to pee himself if Ethan kept rubbing.

“Stop, I need a wee!”

The urgency in Hunter’s voice spoke volumes, and Ethan hoped that the urge to pee was actually the boy’s first-ever orgasm approaching fast, but he also did not want the boy to experience that just yet, so Ethan offered no resistance as Hunter pulled himself free and, pinching the tip of his dancing erection, ran off towards the changing room and the bathroom within.

“Did he cum?” Peter asked from off to the side, groping a prominent bulge in his jeans.

Ethan laughed, releasing the amusement he had been holding back in Hunter’s presence. 

No, and he’s not going to. He will be brought close for months until he’s begging to be touched. Now, sort yourself out before he comes back.”

The final statement was said with a sharpness that had Peter doing as he was told. Arranging himself quickly and, as it turned out, just in time.

Hunter came walking back out, still naked but no longer erect. Sheepishly he came to a halt a few feet from Ethan.

“I’m sorry,” he said, holding back his tears as he waited for Ethan’s response, hoping he had not been bad.

Ethan swooped him up in his arms and hugged him close with a hand on his bare rump.

“Don’t be sorry, Hunter.” He kissed Hunter’s slightly sweaty forehead as he dug his fingers into the cleft of the young boy’s buttocks. “You did the right thing! It’s very important that whenever you feel like you’re about to pee, you stop touching straight away and go try to pee.”

And so, he had set in stone what he had moments ago told Peter. Hunter would not be experiencing any orgasms for a while. Hunter smiled, totally unaware of how close he had been to one of the best feelings he could ever hope to feel wrack his young body. What he was aware of, however, was that he wanted to touch his wiener or have Ethan touch it again.

“I could only wee a tiny bit,” he stated confidently now that he knew he had done the right thing.

“That’s okay, pretty boy.”

Ethan put Hunter down on the floor and grabbed the boy’s clothes, amused that Hunter was toying with himself as he waited, bringing himself to an erection without a second thought of being watched.

“Arms up!”

Ethan put the boy’s top on him first, amused that Hunter suddenly seemed to realize he was being watched as he rubbed. Next, he pulled the boy’s shorts on and up his legs, distracted by the slight bump his current state of arousal produced.

He took Hunter’s hand and led him back out of the studio and to his waiting family, glad that the boy was still sporting a small bump in his shorts, as Jack stood and approached them.

“Everything good today?” Jack asked, ruffling Hunter’s hair before lifting him into a hug.

“Yes, the shoot went well. Hunter’s learning quite quick. You should be proud of how well he does.”

“Well done,” Jack said to his son.

Turning to Ethan, Jack said, “Zach is up for being a model. I explained it’s just a test, but he wants to be just like his big brother.”

“Jack, he’s four. I’m sure he won’t be as up for it as Hunter is, but give me time to work on him, and I’m sure he’ll be up for it all the time.”

He looked for any sign of recognition at his innuendos, feeling he may have overstepped this time, but Jack remained clueless as always.

“Well, I’ll let you get started,” Jack said, giving Ethan the go-ahead. Jack looked over to where Zach was playing. “Zach, it’s your turn. Go with Uncle Ethan, and remember to be a good boy.”

Zach scurried over to where Ethan was waiting, and then taking his hand, they entered the studio.

“Hunter, stop messing,” Jack said to his eldest, who was pulling at himself the moment he was put down.

Hunter frowned and once again felt confused. Maybe Jack was just a mean man and did not want to be his daddy anymore? Maybe Ethan wanted to be his daddy and loved him more? Reluctantly, he forced himself to stop grabbing his itchy wiener.

“How about we go get some food while we wait?” Jack offered as a way of attempting to reform the bond he seemed to be losing with Hunter.

Hunter nodded his approval at the suggestion, and together with baby Lucas, they left Angels Studio for the duration of Zach’s first photo shoot.