Posed nude on a whim, was exciting but I feel a little weird about it [M/M] | 2016

I'm a regular straight guy in my mid-30s, I live in NYC, date women, and have a pretty normal life. I'm good looking, in good shape, work out regularly.

Posing nude has always been a JO fantasy (and weirdly, I've JO'd to pics of nude men, but mostly fantasizing about doing it myself), and I've taken pics of myself, but I've never had the balls (no pun intended) to pose for someone else, and I didn't intend to start now, but had an interesting day last week.

I live in a pretty run of the mill building in NYC, it's 12 units, I've lived here for 5 years and I know most of the people in the building, we're not super close, but help each other out from time to time, and will occasionally hang together out on the roof or in someone's apartment.

I had last Friday off work, and ran out to get a cup of coffee in the morning. On my way back in, I ran into downstairs neighbors, a sort of hippy couple in their mid 40s, who said they were going to drive out to Fort Tilden beach shortly and had an extra seat in the car. Our neighbor Tom was also going, he's a gay man around 60.

I know all of these people somewhat well, I'll quickly chat with them 2-3 times a week we we're coming and going, and as I mentioned above, we'll occasionally hang out or eat dinner together, regular neighbor stuff.

This sounds good to me, I had nothing to do, it was hot, they are planning on spending 3-4 hours at the beach, and it's about a 45 minute drive. I get some things together, we load up the car and drive out. It's a great day so far.

Once we get to the beach, we park in a huge lot, plan to meet back at the car at a certain time, and put on some sunscreen. The couple goes off to jump in the water, Tom is going to walk towards a trail that leads to some old ruins in the woods behind the dunes. He's a photography enthusiast and likes shooting pics back there, I've never seen the ruins, so I go along.

It's a nice hot day, we chat about politics and the happenings in our neighborhood. We poke around in the ruined buildings, there's no one else around because it's a week day. He's shooting pics on his DSLR camera. I'm goofing around, climbing on things, and he begins to take pics of me.

He's giving me directions - "climb up there, sit on that wall, lean against that", and I'm playing along, having a good time. I'm wearing a button-down shirt which is unbuttoned, shorts, and sneakers.

I'm leaning against a wall with the light behind me, when he casually says "slide your pants down for a few shots."

We hadn't discussed shooting me at all, hadn't discussed what he was going to do with these pics, and had never had anything other than a friendly neighbor relationship, but for whatever reason, I instantly complied, without even questioning it.

In a second, I had pulled my shorts and underwear down around my thighs, fully showing my penis. Tom begins snapping pics and continues directing me like nothing had changed.

I was nervous, but it felt great to be posing for this guy. He instructed me to remove my shorts fully and posed me from the front, back, and other angles. At one point, he directed me to face a wall, lean against it with my hands, and spread my legs. He shot me from underneath, and that's when my cock got hard.

We continued shooting like usual, no dirty talk, the strictly professional manor turned me on even more and I posed with my legs wide open, let him shoot close ups of my erection, and spread my ass for him. It didn't bother me at all that a man was shooting me, it was almost easier to perform for him that it would have been posing for a woman.

Just as fast as we started, it was time to head out. I had a tough time getting my pants back up with my cock so hard. We headed back to the meeting spot and rode home. During the ride, Tom was flipping through the pics on his camera and I was still so hard for the whole ride.

Oh the way back into our building, Tom said "it's ok, I shoot a lot of guys, that was fun!" I went back into my apartment, my underwear was soaked with precum at that point and I stroked out the biggest load thinking about what had just happened.

I saw Tom on the street yesterday and wasn't quite sure how to act, but we just said hi like usual and carried on. I'm sorely tempted to knock on his door and ask to pose again, but also want to keep it strictly professional and not turn this sexual cause that's not at all what I'm looking for.