To Fly Again

112 Pages·2013·1.16 MB·English

by  Scott Rosina

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To Fly Again

MATT SILVER smiled as he set up his studio, ensuring that
everything was perfect for this particular photo session. He
knew that today’s client wasn’t just one of his usual male
models. Today’s client was Lucas Meyer.
Lucas was a high-profile actor with some serious film
roles to his credit. Though he’d never won an Oscar, he’d
been nominated for several, as well as capturing two Golden
Globes and numerous other awards. Matt had several of his
films on DVD, but Lucas hadn’t had a starring role in over a
year. Matt knew enough about Hollywood to know that might
as well have been forever. Matt knew he was privileged to be
doing the photo shoot, as Lucas had rarely appeared in front
of a still camera beyond the covers for his movies.
This photo shoot was hopefully going to revamp his
acting career; at forty-four years old, he was looking for a
new image to convince casting directors that he was still
marketable as a leading man. So Matt knew that everything
had to be ready, as these Hollywood types didn’t like to wait
around. Matt stood behind his tripod, adjusting the angle of
his camera so it would get the best shots possible of Lucas
once he was ready to begin.
The area was set, ready for the shoot: a large bed with
crisp white linen made up one aspect of the mock room,
alongside which was a real coal fire already ablaze in the
hearth. Once the shoot started, Lucas would feel the chill of
the studio. On the floor beside the fire was a white fake-fur
rug, set there to offset the darkness of the floorboards and
also to highlight the honeyed tones of Lucas’s flesh.
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Matt had taken one shot of the room to ensure his film
was ready when he heard the soft knock on the studio door.
Looking up from behind the camera, he called out for
whomever it was to enter. He smiled brightly as the dark-
haired actor walked into the studio. He could see already
from looking at Lucas that he’d started his image
transformation. His hair, which was usually shoulder-length
when he didn’t have to change it for a role, had been recently
colored to add highlights to the newly cropped length.
Matt walked out from behind his camera and over to
Lucas, offering his hand in greeting to the actor. “It’s a
pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Meyer,” Matt said as Lucas
shook his hand.
“Please, call me Lucas. Mr. Meyer is my father. And
believe me, the pleasure is all mine,” Lucas said, smiling in
return as he looked the photographer up and down, clearly
appreciating what he was seeing.
“All right, I’m ready to begin whenever you are, Lucas,”
Matt said. He felt himself blush when he caught Lucas’s eyes
wandering the length of his body.
“I’ve admired your work for a long time now, Mr. Silver.
You truly have a way with the camera, which is why I trust
you to make me a household name once more,” Lucas told
him. His eyes lingered on Matt’s brown, tousled curls, and
Matt could feel his blush deepening. He dropped his eyes
back to his equipment, uncomfortable at the frank appraisal.
“Please call me Matt; Mr. Silver always seems too
formal, given my job,” Matt said and laughed a little, trying
to shake off some of his nerves.
“As you wish, Matt. So how do we proceed?” Lucas
asked. He ran one hand through his short hair, stopping to
gently massage his neck while his eyes scanned the studio.
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“To start with, I’m going to just take a few shots of you
fully clothed in the set. Now, during the shoot, if there is
anything at all that you are not comfortable with doing, just
say and I’ll stop the shoot. All right?”
“That sounds perfectly fine to me.”
“All right. I think we need to draw some more attention
to your eyes, Lucas, as they are truly a most spectacular
shade of blue.” Matt watched Lucas while he made the
suggestion, waiting to see if he was going to show any signs
of the spoiled Hollywood-star lifestyle that so many of his
clients often adopted.
“What do you suggest?”
“How about a touch of eyeliner? It’ll draw attention to
your eyes. I don’t think anything else will be needed.” Matt
watched Lucas closely as the actor walked beside him to the
small makeup case that sat on a tabletop. He picked up the
black eyeliner pencil without any fuss and leaned down to
look in the mirror, then ran the pencil first over the edge of
his top eyelid and then the bottom one, circling his eye with
a black ring that instantly drew one’s eyes to his.
The eyeliner had the desired effect, and Matt knew that
no one out there would be able to look at Lucas in his
present state without becoming lost in his gorgeous blue
eyes.
“What do you think?” Lucas asked after he lined his
other eye and set the pencil down to look at Matt.
“That’s perfect,” Matt said, swallowing hard at the
stirring in his groin. “Now if you’re ready to begin, I’d like to
take a few shots of you fully clothed and up close.”
“As you wish. I trust your judgment, Matt.”
Matt took a deep breath as he moved behind his tripod
and bent to look through the camera lens at Lucas, whose
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body was encased in black leather from head to toe. The
black biker jacket was zipped up, fully framing his face with
his new, younger haircut.
Matt knew that if he was affected in such a way, then
the desired image change would be successful. No woman or
homosexual man would be able to resist those soulful blue
eyes and the body of a god encased in skintight leather.
“How does it look, Matt?” Lucas asked. His voice was
low, almost intimate in the way he said Matt’s name.
“Absolutely beautiful,” was all Matt could say as he took
the first shot of what he knew would be many.

LUCAS smiled and moved slightly so that he was closer to
the bed, all the while hearing the sound of the camera
shutter as Matt continued to take photo after photo. When
he reached the bed, he sat down before leaning back into the
crisp pillows. The whiteness of the new linen was a stark
contrast to the black leather that encased the actor’s body.
Lucas brought one leg up to rest a booted foot firmly
upon the bed while the other remained dangling over the
edge. Exhaling with a sigh, he looked over at Matt behind the
camera. He could feel the heat pool in his groin, knowing
that the brown-haired photographer would see everything
through the lens. Matt was stunning to look at, and he
wasn’t even trying to impress. He was wearing sinfully tight
jeans that hugged his body in all the right places, teamed
with a simple white T-shirt that clung to his body. The T-
shirt showed off Matt’s biceps, indicating that he worked out
but wasn’t overly muscled.
From his assumed position, Lucas knew that he was
displaying his body in a most alluring way even though he
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was fully dressed. He heard the intake of breath from the
young photographer when he reached down with one hand
and brushed it against his groin, feeling the heat of his
desire through the supple leather.
Lucas’s cock hardened at the knowledge that the young
man was enjoying the show. Lucas knew that the leather
trousers highlighted everything he had; he liked the way they
clung to his body, showing off his cock and balls as they
pressed against the fabric. Lucas reached down and cupped
himself through the leather to adjust himself into a more
comfortable position and heard another sharp intake of
breath from the younger man. “Do you like what your
camera sees?” Lucas asked, arching his hips slightly off the
bed while he stared intently at the camera.
“Yes,” Matt said a little breathlessly, his head never
lifting from the viewfinder. Lucas wet his lips and then slid a
hand up his thigh while the steady click of the camera
continued.
“I’m glad you approve. You know, Matt, I only agreed to
do this photo shoot because I knew you would be the
photographer,” Lucas told him. He closed his eyes briefly and
moved his hand a little higher up his leg, letting his thighs
drift farther apart.
“Jesus, Lucas, do you have any idea what you’re doing
to me right now?” Matt said, looking up over the top of the
camera. Lucas couldn’t prevent the little smirk that
appeared on his face.
“I have an idea. So would you like me to start showing a
little skin?”
“However much you’re comfortable with. I can frame the
shots to keep them suggestive but not show too much,” Matt
answered. Lucas thought his voice sounded a little hoarse.
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“I’ve had to do nude scenes for films before,” he replied,
shifting on the bed. “The camera doesn’t bother me, and
we’re supposed to be proving that I still have what it takes as
a leading man.”
“Just pretend I’m not here and go with whatever feels
natural to you,” Matt said. “I’ll let you know when I have to
change the film.”
“As you wish.” Lucas smiled as Matt lowered his head, a
blush rising high on his cheekbones. “You know, someone
should have suggested you take your clothes off for a spread.
I know I’d definitely buy a copy with your face on the cover.”
“Surely you jest?” Matt said incredulously.
“No, I don’t. I’d pay a lot to see you naked.”
“Lucas, please—I have a job to do, and at the moment
you are making that hard to accomplish. Now, if you wish to
discuss this matter further when we have finished, then I
might be more inclined to your proposition, if that is indeed
what it is.” Matt’s formality didn’t hide his reaction, making
Lucas smile, certain that his desire showed in his eyes.
“It is, and I will hold you to that,” Lucas said. He closed
his eyes again and ran his palms down his leather-covered
thighs.

MATT took a deep breath and leaned down over his camera
once more. He could feel his heart racing at the proposition
the actor had just offered. When Matt looked through the
camera lens, he bit his lower lip to stop the involuntary
moan that tried to escape at the sight Lucas made. He had
moved so he was now kneeling on the bed with his hands
against the zipper of his biker jacket. Matt was sure not
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many people had ever seen the provocative look on Lucas’s
face before. It was definitely one for the shoot.
Lucas smiled and began to leisurely pull the zipper
down to reveal his chest beneath. He had clearly come
prepared to seduce both the camera and Matt himself. Matt’s
heart hammered in his chest as he followed the trail of the
zipper with his eyes, reflexively snapping picture after
picture of Lucas unzipping the jacket in a painfully slow way.
Lucas was teasing him, along with everyone else who would
see these pictures, but Matt knew that he was the prime
target of the seduction.
“I know you’re watching me, Matt. I can hear that you’re
breathing faster,” Lucas said.
“Of course I’m watching you. How else do you suppose I
take your picture?” Matt asked, although he knew that
wasn’t what Lucas meant.
“Do you react this way with all your clients?” Lucas
pulled the zipper lower still, revealing more of his chest with
its light covering of hair.
Matt tried to keep his reserve, but Lucas seemed
insistent on tormenting him as he revealed more of his
honeyed flesh, toned abdominal muscles, and the trail of
dark hair that led down his stomach and into the top of his
leather trousers.
“Matt, I asked you a question. Do you need me to repeat
it?” Lucas said, the smirk returning to his face while he
tugged the zipper free and let the jacket hang open. He
leaned down so his hands rested against the bed, his back
arched slightly, and he looked up at Matt with lust-filled
eyes.
“N-no.” Matt couldn’t help but lose his detachment
when he saw the look in Lucas’s eyes directed at him.
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“No, you don’t need me to repeat it, or no, you don’t act
this way around your other clients?” Lucas asked with
amusement in his voice.
“No, I heard you perfectly well, and no, I don’t do this
with other clients,” Matt said, trying not to let Lucas know
how much he was affecting him.
“Ahh, so you reserve this reaction for just me. I’m
honored.” Lucas lowered his head and arched his back
further before sitting up and shrugging off his jacket, leaving
his chest bare to Matt’s gaze.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re one hell of a cocky
bastard?” Matt asked, though he couldn’t help but smile
while he watched the way Lucas stretched. His whole body
moved with a feline grace.
“All the time.” Lucas laughed as he rolled onto his back
and ran his hands over his chest, pausing to rub his nipples
into hard peaks. “But you have to admit that I’m one hell of
a sexy cocky bastard.” Lucas ran his hand down his stomach
and slipped it into the top of his leather trousers.
“You’ve got me there,” Matt told him, watching Lucas’s
every move. “Hold it there a moment, I have to change the
film.” Matt went to his camera bag and pulled out another
roll of film with trembling hands. Taking it from its case, he
removed the roll from the camera and put it into the case,
then loaded the new film. He looked over his shoulder at
Lucas once he’d attached the small label and written “LM 1”
onto the first roll of film. Matt still used film because he
loved the whole process of being able to see his pictures
develop in his darkroom. Plus he loved the smell of the
developer and the way the images slowly appeared before his
very eyes. He’d found solace in the darkroom, as it was the
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only place his ex had never encroached upon. It was his and
only his.
Lucas had a contented look on his face as he lay
perfectly still, waiting to be told he could move again. The
actor’s gaze moved down Matt’s body, and Lucas grinned,
making Matt wonder if he’d noticed the bulge that was
growing steadily in his faded denim jeans. The intensity of
Lucas’s eyes boring into his body made Matt blush, and he
ran his hand nervously through his dark curls. He leaned
down and readied his camera, hearing Lucas chuckle as he
stretched on the bed.
“You know, it’s quite a change for me to see a man so in
touch with his sensitive side. I don’t often embarrass those
I’m around. A blush coloring your cheeks is very becoming,”
Lucas said as Matt started taking pictures again. “I wouldn’t
mind seeing your ass colored from a swift smack either.”
“Please shut up,” Matt growled, trying to hold on to his
professional detachment. He was having a hard enough time
already, and the last thing he needed was that sort of joke.
“Oh, I’m sorry, have I hit a raw nerve there?” Lucas
asked and looked up, obviously realizing his jest had upset
Matt.
“Just drop it, okay? I have no wish to discuss the
matter.” Matt closed his eyes and tensed at the distant
memory that passed through his mind and over his body.
Matt cried out as he was shoved naked to his knees on
the floor beside the fireplace. He trembled when he heard the
cupboard open and then the sound of the contents being
removed. He dared not look up, for he knew that he would be
punished more for moving than he was going to be for his slip-
up in the restaurant.