You gave a good pat to your borrowed crotch and chuckled.
"Soon, but not now, buddy."
Inside the diary, you found a note. There was the photographer's phone number written on it with a smiling face. This was getting interesting. You texted the photographer and he immediately replied to you. Soon, he gave you an address that was rather close to your host's house.
Even if you disliked the idea, you had to put some clothes on. So you settled with a white shirt that was tight on your muscular chest and a pair of jeans. No underwear since you loved going commando with this stallion's body. You checked your reflection and got aroused by yourself. Alex looked like Tarzan dressed as James Dean.
"Time to have some fun, stud," you told yourself.
You put your sunglasses back on and drove to the photographer's studio. Again, people stared at you and you loved it. When you had arrived, a chick gestured to you, which made her boyfriend jealous. You smacked the guy's ass and he appeared to get turned on by you too. A peal of slight laughter came out of you. Alex had the power to get any girl or boy he wanted, and you would use it better than he ever did.
Once inside the studio, you were greeted by a tanned and tattooed bodybuilder with grey hair. You did not expect the photographer to look like this, but it was a great surprise.
"Hey, big daddy," you told the photographer. "The name's Alex."
The photographer chuckled a little. "Wow, you weren't that confident in front of your girlfriend earlier."
"The bitch liked nice guys, so I had to act a bit," you said.
"An actor? I like that. I'm Miles."
The photographer shook your hand, which almost crushed your fingers. The photoshoot began and Miles simply told you to tease the camera. Alex had no experience in being sexy or confident. But now, he was possessed by a teen that felt like a Greek God in his sexy body.
Moreover, Alex had never seen porn, while your former self had read many naughty magazines and watched so many porn movies. You remembered some pictures that you jerked off to and emulated them. The possessed Alex bit his lower lip and eye-fucked the camera. You ran your right hand under your shirt, revealing your abs and your treasure trail. Then, you clawed at your chest with a firm hold that flexed your bicep.
"Lookin' great, hot stuff," praised Miles as he took some pictures with his camera.
"Oh wait, it's only starting," you said as you removed your shirt.
Miles almost dropped his camera as he ogled you. Your pecs instinctively bounced as the hair around your nipples moved with them. You dug your hands inside your pockets and tickled your dick through the jeans. Your chiseled abs were on glorious display.
"Don't get too cocky, but I think you might the best model I ever had," said Miles.
You raised your right arm and bent it to grab your sturdy neck. Your bicep curled as you showed your fuzzy armpit.
"Fuck, I can't take it anymore."
Miles put down the camera and charged at you. He smacked his big hands on your solid shoulders and flung his lips on yours. You wrapped your toned arms around his muscular back and kissed him back. Miles dry-humped you and bit your neck. You moaned and unzipped your pants. Miles tore your jeans away.
"No shorts on? Naughty boy," said Miles.
"I can get naughtier than that, daddy," you said with your borrowed voice.
You lifted your legs and locked your feet around Miles's waist. Miles gripped your hair and pulled your head back. He licked your pecs and nibbled your nipples while you moaned. His monster dick naturally grew out of his pants as he got more aroused. Miles slapped your ass and stretched your ass cheeks.
"AAaaaah!" you moaned as he thrust inside you.
Miles pecked your chest and rammed his dick in and out. Your precum dripped on Miles's slight beer gut. Your balls started to swell as you felt like you were about to shoot.
"W- wait!" you yelped. "Can you take some pictures of us before?"
Miles smirked and carried you to a nearby table. He picked up his camera with his left hand. The two of you kept fucking while Miles took pictures of you. Miles growled as he flinched and rocketed his cum all inside you. You moaned and shot your load on Miles's shirt. Miles kept slowly fucking you as you rested your head on his left shoulder and panted.
"That was the best fuck I had in a while," said Miles with a breathy voice.
You dug inside Alex's memory and found out he was a virgin. Some bullshit of wanting to wait until he was married.
"That was my first time," you purred.
"Really? A pretty boy like you has never messed around with his girlfriend?" asked Miles.
You shook your head and kissed Miles. The latter petted your hair before he delicately put you down.
"Listen, I still got some work, but I would like to see you again tonight," said Miles.
"That would be awesome," you replied and kissed Miles again.
"You should tell your girlfriend that it's over with her," said Miles.
"Anything for you, daddy."
You made out passionately again before Miles helped you dress up. You decided to leave your shirt to Miles as a gift and walked out of his studio with his bare chest. Once outside, you checked your phone and noticed that Alex's girlfriend had texted her apologies to you. Evil crossed your mind and you coldly replied to her that it was over.
Now that you had to kill some before Miles was free. What could you do?
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