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 When
I first heard Ricky on voicemail, I wasn't sure he played for the right team
to be on the site. My gaydar wasn't going off full force, but it was definately
pinging; his voice just had a certain something to it. During my return call,
I asked him all the usual questions, then added another, "What type
of shoot would you be most comfortable in? A solo, you and a girl, or you
and a guy?" I fired off the options rapidly and in such a tone as
there was no "right" answer. Without missing a beat, he came back
with "solo or with a girl." We ad a winner... or at least
an audition. <g>
Showing up for the first meeting, Ricky looked a little rougher than most
of the SCM men but yet at the same time, I still wasn't convinced of his
heterosexuality. We talked casually for a minute or two, as he was filling
out the required paperwork, then we began  the
on camera audition. Coming out of the change room, I was pleasantly suprised.
He had a different look, but it was a nice look... especially if you're into
thinner guys or really like the whole East County (pickup trucks, farms,
and houses with cars on blocks <G>) thing. <g>
So, anyway, at the end of the audition, I told him that he really
got into showing off, which was great, but I wasn't still sure if he was
an exact fit with the site. I followed by saying that I'd move his audition
to the front of the line and if feedback about him was positive, we'd set
up a solo shoot. He seemed like a nice guy and part of the reason for the
auditions is to be more democratic in the selection process. It just
made sense. <G>
Well, feedback was positive (which you've probably figured out by
now <g>), and I called to schedule a solo shoot, to which he eagerly
agreed. The rest, as they say, is on the video.
 Yet
when we began the full length video, I still wasn't completely sure that
Ricky was totally straight. He'd said he was, but I knew by the time I
got to the end of the interview, I'd know for sure. I was gonna do my best
to try and catch him saying something that didn't quite jive. (I mean,
it is my job, after all! <g>)
So, anyway, we began the interview and I asked him the standard stuff, like
about his motivation for getting into videos. His answers were short to start,
but the rapport quickly got going... and the ball busting occurred at every
available opportunity. <g>
 He
said a little bit of football and a little bit of basketball were his high
school sports, but when he added that he was primarily the artsy student,
I had to ask, "So do people sometimes mistake you for gay?"
<G>
A few minutes later, when he said that he's currently employed as a bouncer,
I couldn't help but chuckle. <g>
 What
do you do for work now?
- I'm a bouncer at a nightclub.
So, you're awful skinny to be a bouncer.
- I know... but you know, I know the moves, you know, I've been in karate
and all that... I can hold my own.
Imagining him at the door of a bar, I countered a few seconds later, "But
you can be intimidating?"
"Sure" he replied back.
"Well..." I jovially responded. "Ok, I'll just believe that
one. <G>"
 His
sort of "I'm not going to let anything stop me" attitude was
cool, and his self-appreciation for his seeming contradictions was nice
as well.
We talked for a while more, touching on everything from the first time he
jerked off with his uncle's nudie magazine to having sex about 5 times
a week now with his new girlfriend. He went on to tell me how they
out start out with oral "wherever we're at." I, of course,
had to ask exactly what he meant by that. <G>
I busted his balls a lot along the way, but he was pretty forthcoming with
details, especially to questions like "ever gotten your butt massaged?"
You gotta watch the video to see his answer, but I can say that two
of the three following words are in it: fingered, tossed, fucked. Yep,
two outta three. <G>
 Interview
done, but before moving into the shower, I had him put on a baseball jersey.
I'd gotten some printed with the site's logo, and I knew they were made out
of a thin fabric, too: I figured they'd be great for getting wet in
the shower. <g>
I had no idea how nice it would look, though. <g> Getting undressed
for the shower, the way the shirt hung just over his dick, barely revealing
his shaft and balls... uh... wow... and the way the underside of his
fine (and heretofore unseen) ass was shown just beneath the edge of
his shirt tail. Yeah, the shirt was a good idea. <G>
As it became wet, it became even thinner. Ricky joked about seeing
if we could show his nipples through it, like a wet t-shirt contest, and nipples
were seen. Moving south from nipples, a lot more could be seen through the
clinging white wet front.
 Of
course, the best sight (at least for an ass guy like myself) was when he was
facing away from the camera and the wet fabric clung to his butt cheeks, revealing
just enough to have to have more: I told him to take his shirt
off.
 As
the shower continued and I moved around him, I got the angle from below, close-ups
of his tattoos, and feet shots as well. I had him suds up his ass
and let the camera linger there. Heck, I had him get his butt sudsy twice
specifically... on my request. <g>
Near the end of the shower, when he was covered with suds, I joked about
him looking like an evil elf. He laughed back, "I'm the Sud
Man!" It was too cute. <G>
 After
towelling off, we headed up to the bedroom. He wore just his towel
while I told him how adorable he looked. The towel was soon off, though, and
he climbed on the bed where he began to apply lube to his now naked body.
Watching a straight porn video on the TV, combined with his desire to show
off for the camera, he was hard almost immediately... and once he got going,
well... <G>
 Just
like in the audition, he was stroking to be seen. His exhibitionist
side was wanting the camera to see his naked manhood, and the camera
and I were happy to oblige. I zoomed in super close on his straight cock,
its large head coming into exacting detail, getting his face in the background.
And as I shot up from laying the camera on the bed, the shear slow pleasure
revealed on his face, combined with the super hardness of his dick which
was being ever so methodically stroked. What a view.
 Watching
his shorn balls hang down between his legs as I pushed in from a shot
revealing his feet, cock, and face; they looked melt in your mouthable. The
way the angle looked, too, it almost seemed as if he was inserting his own
dick in his mouth.
Then... nope, that's all I'm gonna tell ya, which is already probably
too much... you'll just have to watch the video to see the rest. And
besides, they say a picture's worth a thousand words, right? All this text
is only worth one picture. Why don't I double that?
Uh fuck yeah. I love my close-up-taking job! <G>
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