Gary looked surprised.

"You've just cum. Are you still turned on?"

Randy fell back onto the bed and spread his arms and legs.

"Try me."

Gary hesitated, then leaned over and wrapped his lips around his flaccid cock. It didn't take long to coax it back to full stiffness.

He photographed Randy in a multitude of sexual positions. Bending on all-fours and splaying his buttocks with both hands, like he was begging to be fucked. Lying on his back, with his knees touching his nipples and his thighs invitingly spread. Kneeling in the centre of the bed and pumping his hard-on, his smooth face set in concentration.

Gary finally put down his camera.

"Thank you, Randy. That was fantastic."

The young man looked disappointed.

"That's it?"

Gary sat on the edge of the bed.

"I've got some really hot pics here. You're a natural."

"I'm also horny."

"Would you like me to take care of that for you?"

Randy nodded eagerly. "Please."

Gary lay down on the bed, cupped the young man's buttocks and took his cock in his mouth once again. Randy was transfixed by the bulge in the crotch of the older man's slacks. He reached out with his left hand and tentatively touched it. Gary responded by sucking him with even greater enthusiasm.

Randy caressed and gently squeezed the shape of Gary's cock. Then, he slowly drew down his zipper.