The next morning Riley looked at his last clean t-shirt and decided to follow through on his new confidence and stayed shirtless. Van greeted him with a full moon as he got out of bed naked and started stretching in the middle of the room, his thick cock dangling under his ass as he touched his nose to his knees. Whether Riley wanted to look or not, he could see every bit of his roommate's body. And he definitely wanted to look.
Van caught his eye and Riley turned away.
"I don't mind you looking, man. It's flattering actually."
Van stood upright and turned to face him, a Michelangelo sculpture brought to life to play video games and tempt gay boys.
The moment of quiet was broken by a shrieking alarm from both their phones. Riley pulled it out to check the alert and his heart sank. The emergency lockdown was extended another week.
"So it really is worse than COVID, I guess?" Van was reading the same alert on his phone.
Riley sighed and nodded and thought about what he was missing: lecture hall presentations, working on his portfolio, or maybe going home to stay with his parents if the school closed completely. Then he looked at Van's cock and felt a bit better about the situation.
They spread out the food bag that was left at their door on the table under their window, and sat on their beds munching through chips and fruit and some half-decent sandwiches. They talked about school and the news and what they thought would happen, but mostly Van talked while Riley tried not to stare at his cock.
Finally Van said, "I can put some shorts on if you don't want the distraction."
Riley shook his head no' a little too enthusiastically and Van laughed. Riley tried to save himself with a bit of honesty, "It's helping me get over some body issues I think. I'm really not the hang out shirtless' kinda guy."
Van perked up and said, "What? You look good man! Really, you've got the skinny Timothée Chalamet thing going on that gay guys love."
Riley laughed and took another chip. "You might be surprised what gay guys love actually. Most of the guys I've found online that like twinks end up being... not really my type."
"So what is your type?"
"More muscular, masculine, my own age, I guess."
Van flexed his bicep in a mock Mr. Universe pose, "Like this, you mean?"
Riley smiled and tried not to blush, "I mean, yeah, a bit."
"More muscles means more stamina, right?" Van made a fucking motion with his hands.
"It's not just sexual though, it's the aesthetic."
Van raised an eyebrow.
"It's the look of things, the visual interest."
"Ah, that makes sense, being an artist."
Riley shrugged. He'd always been a visual person, learning more from diagrams and demonstrations than from paragraphs of text or lectures. But he knew it went deeper than that. He could spend hours staring at a crowd of people, just watching their movements, or he could approach a situation and think of different angles and what they would look like.
"I haven't seen you pull out your camera in a while," Van said.
"There's only so many ways to photograph four walls and the back of your head. Even I'm not that creative."
"You could photograph the rest of me!"
Van stood up and struck another bodybuilder pose, which put his cock right in front of Riley's face.
A breath caught in Riley's throat and he nearly choked on the chip he was eating. He had to grab his water bottle before he could ask, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, man, I told you I'm fine being naked around people. A camera's just another person."
"Well, millions of people if you put the photos somewhere. But I wouldn't post them without your permission, of course."
"So we're doing this?" Van seemed excited at the idea.
Riley's hand wandered over his own bare chest as he contemplated the idea. It would definitely pass the time, and he had been itching to get his camera out again.
"Yeah," he said, "let's do it."
He pulled his camera bag out from under his bed, ignoring the balled up black shirt that still had his cum in it from yesterday. After a minute of sorting through the pieces he had a wider lens on and a fresh battery inside. He flipped on the sensor and tested the light levels.
"So where do you want me?" Van asked.
Riley had never directed a live model before, always favouring still life and animals since there was less chance of embarrassment. But Van was already naked, so they were well past that point.
"Let's start in the middle of the room, just a simple standing pose to show off how you're living in the lockdown."
"Like this?" Van took a position between our beds, puffed out his chest a bit and crossed his arms.
Riley backed up to the front door and crouched low to the ground. He framed Van against the bright window for a beautiful silhouette, but as he snapped the first few pictures he had a thought.
"Can you spread your legs a bit?" Riley asked.
Van followed the direction without hesitation.
"A little more."
Riley watched through his camera as Van walked his feet a few more inches apart and now the silhouette had his thick cock dangling at the centre of the frame.
"Perfect," said Riley as he snapped the photo.
He stood up and turned the camera around so Van could see on the screen. As he leaned into the dick silhouette he laughed and grinned, "That's fucking awesome! What's next?"
Riley's heart was pounding and he felt his creativity bubbling up from where it had been dormant.
He stepped around Van to be closer to the window and pointed at the opposite wall with the door, "Do your yoga stretches again."
Van obediently followed direction and soon enough Riley was snapping photos.
The muscles of Van's shoulder wrinkled as his head touched the carpet and his arms stretched out in front of him. Keeping that one.
The shadow over Van's face as he twisted his upper body and brought one arm up and over his head. Keeping.
The double-arch of his butt cheeks as he curved his back in a deep bow and pressed his chest to the floor. Definitely keeping.
"I don't know how you can be so flexible," Riley admitted as he snapped a closeup of Van's fingers touching his toes.
"I did a lot of stretching and gymnastics as a kid."
"Did you always want to be an athlete?"
Van laughed and for the first time Riley could remember, he blushed.
"What?" Riley asked. He snapped a photo of Van's face as he was glancing away, biting his lip.
"I actually got into it because I wanted to suck my own dick."
Riley nearly dropped his camera.
"You, uh," Riley started, "I mean, can you, um..."
Van gently scratched his balls and tugged at his thickening cock and smiled at Riley's nervousness. "You want to see?"
Riley nodded.
Van lay down on his bed and gave the camera a wink. Then he rotated himself so his head was near the side and his feet were on the wall. He slowly walked his feet up the wall, sliding his body closer to the wall as he folded himself in half.
Riley snapped photos like it was a sporting event.
Van pulled his knees down to his chest and edged his lower back up against the wall. His knees touched the bedsheet beside his ears and his thick cock swung forward and smacked his chin.
Riley watched with held breath, his finger on the button, as Van grasped his cock with one hand and pulled against the back of his thighs with the other. He opened his mouth and with both eyes on the camera lens he stuck out his tongue and smacked the head of his cock against it.
"Hold that," said Riley as he snapped a photo and then repositioned and took more from another angle. He was only wearing shorts but he was feeling warm and he loved that Van had barely blinked since he asked him to hold.
Every possible angle covered, Riley said, "Ok, go ahead."
Van slowly closed his lips around the head of his cock and reached under himself with both hands to pull in his hips.
Riley snapped photos as Van slowly sucked his own cock deeper into his mouth than Riley had ever thought was possible. He'd seen selfsuck videos in his porn searches, of course. And he'd tried it himself and gotten as far as a light lick, but Van looked like he was in danger of choking himself.
Van took his cock so deep that his nose touched his balls.
With every angle covered, Riley hit the limits of how he could think to record this beautiful moment and he lowered his camera. Van looked at him with the same open, willing eyes, and Riley wondered if it was just posing for the camera or was Van interested in following directions regardless.
"Start sucking," he said.
Van immediately complied. The only sounds in the room were Van's lips and tongue against his cock, and in Riley's ears he could hear his own thundering heartbeat.
Without realizing it, Riley started to touch himself through his shorts, gently rubbing his hard cock as he watched his roommate rock his folded body to gently fuck himself in the face.
"Can you cum like this?" Riley asked.
Van nodded and kept sucking.
"When you cum, pull out and shoot on your face."
Van nodded again and moaned as he sucked harder.
Riley let go of himself and put both hands back on the camera to find the right angle.
The light through the window was perfect, so he stayed slightly to that side but kept his own shadow off Van's face.
Van was thrusting forcefully now, gagging himself, and licking around the shaft with enthusiasm. He moaned out to Riley in a way that said he was close and Riley started snapping.
Suddenly Van slipped his wet cock out of his mouth and grasped it with his right hand to jerk it. His left hand had slipped to his ass to play around the outside of his hole as he moaned out and closed his mouth.
Riley's camera shutter never stopped as the first spurt of cum splashed across Van's lips. The next one hit his forehead and streaked down his nose, and then the rest started dripping out on his chin and neck. As his body relaxed and uncurled, cum continued to drip out on his naked chest.
They were quiet for a moment after as Van relaxed and Riley saw the perfect shot. Van lay his legs back down on the bed to his left, his body curved against the wall, his head near the middle pointing to the edge. Riley stepped up on the bed beside him, his bare feet in the frame. Van looked up into the camera lens with cum dripping off his face.
"Smile," said Riley, and he snapped the photo.
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