Chapter 17
Chris chose a pair of jeans and several shirts. In doing so he had to move back and forth between the closely-spaced racks, often causing him to brush against Ted. This had a distinct effect on Ted and his cock responded accordingly. He hoped Chris hadn’t noticed.
Ted’s fears were confirmed when Chris stroked Ted’s hard bulge and said, “Save that for the shoot. We’ll probably need it then.”
Ted could feel himself turning red.
Chris laughed. “Here, try these on.” The pair exited the wardrobe area and Chris handed the clothes he’d picked out to Ted. “We’ll decide which ones suit you best. Don’t bother with your shoes; we’ll do this barefoot. And, oh yes, ditch the underwear, too.”
Ted looked around, trying to find a dressing room. Apparently there was none. So he went to a corner of the studio and began to undress. He had his back to Chris, who was placing bales of straw before a rural backdrop. Ted glanced over his shoulder and caught Chris checking him out. Both men smiled.