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"Open your robe a little on top. Let's see some more chest," I said. He did, revealing more of his thick brown chest hair. "What kind of underwear were you wearing?" I asked shortly. "Just jockeys," he answered. "What color?" "White." "Hmmm...okay." If they'd been something interesting I might have added them. "Are you ready to go all the way?" "I think so," he answered. "Then go for it," I told him. He unstrapped the robe and pulled it off. His chest hair ended at his pectorals and then formed a line right below his pecs right down the center of his torso. It went into his furry belly. His crotch was a mass of wiry brown pubic hair. An average size dick sprang from this. Underneath were a hefty pair of fuzzy balls. I had him sit and then lay on the sofa wearing only his glasses and pretending to read the book prop. "That's it," I announced once I'd felt I had enough. "How did I do?" "You were great. Get dressed," I urged, smiling reassuringly. I packed up my equipment and headed back to my room. Throughout the whole experience I hadn't gotten an erection. It had remained a very professional experience. Now that I was back in my room though, I stripped and pounded my hard cock for all it was worth as I thought about the photo shoot. My orgasm was powerful and quick.