Some of the men who are considered for modelling work at cfnm.net really think this is going to be the first step in a glorious career in the porn industry. They seriously think that they can get paid a fortune for having sex with stunningly gorgeous women all day long.<br/><br/>One of those was Max who I see auditioned a while ago. He said he was a mechanic but I've found out that all he does is wash cars and has already got himself in huge debts with no means to pay them off.<br/><br/>Since his audition he has been pestering the staff at cfnm.net desperate for work but they said that customers thought he was too ugly to ever work for them again. They sent him to me and said that I could do anything I wanted with him and sling him a bit of cash at the end of it. A young fit man willing to do virtually anything I said?! I knew I could make something of that and set up a couple of cameras to record what happened to the idiot.
I'm sizing him up and although he's no looker he has a good body. With his clothes on anyway.
I can see he wanted to make a good impression. He put on a clean T-shirt!
I was quite taken aback that he tried to paw me straight away. I'm not showing it but that got my goat.
Best to show him who's in charge early on so I start groping his firm buttocks. He said he used to play rugby in Australia.
Whatever he did he had a muscular chest. Pity you girls said he was ugly. He is though isn't he?
Doesn't that embarrassed smile make you want to mother him?
That's enough playing I wanted to see what that chest was really like.
I had explained what CFNM was all about but I think it went in one ear and out the other. He's taking his shirt off no doubt expecting me to start disrobing too!
Confused man looking at my breasts.
I've seen rugby players and they're normally fitter than this. Max was fit but, you know, hardly an adonis.
Doing to Max what he wanted to do to me no doubt.
Don't even think about criticising my posture. Ah look at him, he's just a baby really.
Max was clearly putty in my hands and so I went for the bottom half. This is the moment I know I can do exactly what I want to the boy and have it all recorded.
And to go with the T-shirt, his best underwear. But I have to admit being awestruck by the bulge.
I bet you think I'm going to suck on his dick. He did.
You've probably seen what I saw up close. Max has a large uncut penis and 2 of THE largest lowest hanging balls I have ever seen.
He has a small silver ring pierced through his scrote at the base of his penis.
He trims his pubic hair a bit. I suppose he thinks that's what porn models do.
He's already adopted a subservient posture to me don't you think?
I must say that he has big sportsmen's legs and that's just perfect for what I had in store for him.
I used heavy duty duct-tape to bind Max's wrists to this old table. You see that pink ball between his thighs? That's one of his testicles.
The pride of Australia. He admitted he'd never been spanked or caned before.
I could tell he thought me and my paddle were just one big joke.
I had every intention to make sure it went beyond a joke and wipe any complacency from his mind.
Just staying in that position for any length of time is a torment so others have told me.
His white cheeks and those balls make an irresistible target.
Anyway over the next 20 minutes or so I wanted to see how red I could make his bum AND watch his testicles swing back and forth.
Max soon learnt I wasn't joking but didn't complain for a while, just jerked about on the table.
I suppose he was worried if he complained he wouldn't get any more work.
Not sure when this is but I think he's about to ask how much longer and I tell him to shut up.
I asked him what he would like me to do, as a joke, and he answered back "I want you to stop spanking me." I did laugh at that.
It's a shame you can't see his testicles swinging here. I don't show it but it tickled me to watch them.
That's a riding crop in my other hand. I was worried his crying could be heard outside but didn't let it bother me.
He didn't take kindly to me teasing his balls with the crop but I couldn't resist.
It wasn't long after this I seriously tell him to quit moaning.
I'd forgotten how nicely warmed his buttocks must've been. Call for me during cold weather!
Later I handcuffed Max to a chair, sat in his lap and pressed my chest into his face until I could get him hard. This is after about 10 minutes of working on him.
Max is of course sitting on some rather tender buttocks at this point!
Max has to rely on me for any and all sensation to his penis and testicles.
You can see him rather keen to come.
Down on the bottom left you can see a waste paper basket to catch his emissions.
I could feel it about to happen. As the point of no return is reached Max was totally and utterly relying on me for his release as he could do nothing at all to aid or control it.
As a result Max had an orgasm like none he, or most men, have ever experienced.