him to turn around, he did so gratefully. He glanced back over his shoulder to see both sets of eyes glued to his arse, but at least turned this way, they couldn't tell how turned on he was when he obeyed Damian's orders.
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him very sure that he needed to visit one of his favorite clubs and soon. Preferably this afternoon.
"Stick your butt out, Nicholas," Damian said.
Ashley glanced sidelong at his crotch. Damian always looked tightly packed, but surely, surely, he was a little bigger than usual? He would have to be superhuman to resist a lovely boy like Nick. He was a born sub if Ashley had ever seen one, and his hands itched to have the training of him.
But he was an honorable man, and he really liked Damian.
He'd invited him to his favorite club and tried to set him up with some cute boys, but Damian had always smilingly refused. Ashley suspected that he had now met his match.
The boy had spirit, but he needed a responsible person to look after him, and he seemed to have attached to Damian for some reason. It might take time, but he was sure that Damian would eventually succumb to the boy's charms.
"Uh, I have to get going, Ian," Ashley said, shifting impatiently.
"Wait. Let me download these shots, and you can take a look. This was all for you to decide whether you wanted to use him," Damian insisted. "It'll only take a moment."
Oh, I'd have a use for him, Ashley thought, but he followed Damian to the computer.
"Come on over, Nicholas. See what you look like."
Nick approached the other two men, curious to see how he looked on film in these clothes.
"Fuck," Damian said, low and husky, when he saw the images enlarged on his screen. "Nicholas, you're a natural."
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Natural sub, Ashley thought, but he said, "Good job, Nicholas. I think we can use you; that is, if you agree?"
Nick wrapped his arms around himself, feeling a little exposed to be standing so close to the other two men without his shirt. He was uneasily aware of Ashley's eyes, which seemed to be drawn to his nipples as if they were targets. He looked up through his lashes at Damian for approval.
Damian was nodding and smiling. "I'd very much like to photograph you, if you're willing."
"Okay," Nick said, his eyes sparkling, although Damian did not understand why.
"Well!" Ashley clapped his hands together, startling the other two, who were lost in their examination of each other.
"I'll be off then. Later, Ian, see you tomorrow. Thank you, Nicholas. You'll be an asset, I'm sure." He bustled to the door, heading gratefully to his club, which was located not too far away. He needed a little relief.
Nick stood with his arms wrapped around himself, wondering if he should go and change.
"Well, go take those off," Damian said, pointedly looking at the bulge distending the front of the pants. "We don't want you stretching them so they're too baggy for the shoot."
Nick blushed hotly and ran for the bathroom, unaware that Damian was pressing a hand over his own crotch at the sight of those perfect buttocks flexing under the thin leather.
When he was safe in his own baggy clothing again, Nick came out and hung the leather trousers on the rack Damian had provided.
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Hearing some noise in the darkroom, Nick went to the door, looking in questioningly. "Anything else today?"
Damian whirled around guiltily, hiding something behind him. "Oh! No, I don't think so. You can go, Nicholas."
"Okay, then. See you tomorrow?"
Damian smiled, enjoying the answering hopeful smile on the boy's face.
"Tomorrow. Don't be late."
"Yes, sir!"
Damian looked after the slim figure, startled. Maybe Ashley was right.
Both he and Nick slept very little that night.
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