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As I took some pictures, his penis continued to thicken and
lengthen until I could ignore it no longer. I was committed to doing a
tasteful calendar and erections had no place in it.
"Uh, we have a problem," I said.
"Yeah, I know," he admitted, blushing as the issue was brought out.
"Why don't we just talk for a while. Maybe that will help get
your mind off this shoot," I said.
He nodded. We sat down on a couple of chairs and chatted for a
while about our classes and the usual college small talk. I glanced at
his dick occasionally to watch for any progress, but none was forthcoming.
"This just isn't going to work. I'm sorry, but the idea of having
my picture taken in the nude is too exciting for me."
"That's all right...Maybe there's something else you could do to
get rid of it..."
He caught my gist and nodded. "I know. I thought of that. I'll
go try it."
Sam got up and headed for the changing room, but turned at the doorway.
"Can I do it out here?" he asked, a blush coming to his cheeks at
his request. I didn't know Sam very well. I had only met him once
before, but I was now very intrigued. It appeared as if I had a little
exhibitionist on my hands.