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I set up my studio time for the next three days that fit into my
schedule. That gave me some options with the guys too.
The first one on my list was Todd Paxton. I gave him a call and
was able to get him into my second time slot.
“Oh, and Todd, bring your glasses,” I said.
“Okay,” he answered. “Do you want me to bring anything else?”
“Sure. You might want a bathrobe. It might help you get more
comfortable.”
“Okay. I’ll bring that too.”

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A quick scan revealed that I did. I nodded.
“Is six okay?” Bryan asked.
“Oh, sure,” I answered. “I’m sure I can figure out a way to fill
12 months with six of you.”
“Good.”
“I’ll set up some times in the studio and then I’ll get back to
you,” I said.
“Okay. See ya.”
After Bryan left I looked at the list again and smiled. Three of
they guys I was really familiar with. One of them I didn’t think I’d ever
met while the other I had a vague mental picture of. I put them in order
by placing numbers next to each of their names. I wrote Bryan’s name on
the list.
Bryan ended up third after much deliberation. I had thought he
should go first to help encourage the others, but then I decided to wait
on him. I’d seen him naked in the showers already so there wouldn’t be
surprises there. I would stick him in the middle.

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Bryan knew I was a photography buff. I’d taken a few classes, and
now I was very thankful I had so I could be in this position.
“Okay. I’ll talk to some of the guys and to some people at the
church and see what they all think,” Bryan said.
“Okay.”
To my knowledge, Bryan didn’t know I was gay. I’m sure he
suspected since I’d never dated a girl before, and i never participated in
the “locker room talk” about women. I rarely told my straight friends
about my sexual orientation because I was worried about what they’d think.
I’d also not told Bryan for another reason: his deep religious faith.
People like that easily turned off to homosexuals.
It was a few days before I heard any response to my offer.
“Hey, Lance,” Bryan called from my doorway.
“Yeah?” I said, looking up from my desk.
“Your calendar idea was a big hit, especially with the girls,”
Bryan said.
“Really?”
“For the most part,” Bryan admitted. “There were a few people who
didn’t like it very much, but they’re willing to look at the final
product, so we’ll go ahead with it.”
“Great.”
“Five guys in the group said they’d pose, and I will too,” Bryan
said. He handed me a slip of paper. “Here are their names and phone
numbers. I think you know most of them.”

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Bryan considered this for a moment. “I like it, but I don’t know
how the guys would feel or what the church would think.”
“Well, it’s for a good cause,” I pressed. “You’re going to
build…” here I was lost for words. I hadn’t really paid that much
attention to their discussion.
“We’re going to build an addition to the youth center and remodel
the rest. We’d also like to build a fund for the youth retreats,” Bryan
filled me in.
“That would sure make a lot of money. People do this kind of thing
all the time for charities,” I continued.
“Do they?” Bryan asked.
“Oh, yeah,” I said, but I really had no idea.
“Who would take the pictures?”
“I would,” I said, revealing the beauty of the whole plan. “I’d do
it for free, and I’m sure I could reserve the portrait room for this.
Plus I’m sure we can find a company who would print the calendar for real
cheap.”

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Later on that night I remembered their conversation and an idea
struck me which caused my dick to get rock hard. I told myself to settle
down because I realized the chances of having them go for the idea were
slim, but I decided to run it by Bryan anyway.
He was studying in his room alone; he welcomed me and told me to
have a seat. I was still a little nervous, and I swallowed once before I
began.
“You know this afternoon when you guys were talking about raising
some money,” I asked.
“Yeah,” he answered.
“I have an idea, but it’s kind of ‘out there,’” I said.
“What is it?”
“You could do a calendar,” I answered.
“What kind of calendar?” he asked, intrigued.
“A nude one. You could get some guys from your group to pose for
it and then sell it to raise the money,” I told him, the whole plan
rushing out at once.