Agree to do the modeling

You quickly dash off make your way back down to the studio. The walk seems longer than you remember, your heart is racing a mile a minute with both excitement and dread. When you finally reach the studio, Jane is talking on her phone and Sylvie has her robe back on and is sitting in your chair.

“Alright kiddo, Ms. Martin just filled me in” she says briskly, “let’s get this over with. The briefs are behind that curtain over there. Go change into the white ones.”

You go behind the curtain and find a pair of briefs that are made of very thin, silky material. They also seemed a bit feminine from your point of view and looked rather like girl’s panties rather instead boy’s shorts. You double-check with Jane, and she ensures that that is what the client sent over. When you put them one you notice that they show a perfect outline of your cock. And to make matters worse you are semi-hard, making it stand out even more.

Jane leads you over to Sylvie and instructs her to continue with her pose while Jane takes care of some adjustments to the lighting. It gives you a moment alone with Sylvie, who still seems annoyed but tries not to let it show too much.

You swallow nervously before mustering up the courage to speak, “Umm... S-Sylvie?” She glances over at you, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. “I-I think you’re really talented and, well, I just wanted to say that you’re really beautiful.” You blurt out before cringing internally at how corny it must have sounded.

Sylvie lets out a soft chuckle, her annoyance seemingly melting away. “Awww, that’s sweet.” She says playfully in a soft Nordic accent before returning her attention back to the camera.

“Damn it, John.” Jane swears after taking a few shots. “You need to shave. I can see your bush through the shorts.” She grumbles. “Go take a shower and shave, damn it!”

“What... I mean... do I have to? I thought they just photoshop those things.” You ask.

“Yes! I can’t sell photos to the client with you looking like that. There’s hair removal cream in the bathroom across the hall, go use it.”

A extremely embarrassed, you run across the hall to the bathroom. You find the cream and quickly strip. With a little trepidation you smooth on the cream before diving into the shower. You watch, feeling a little fearful and intimidated as the hair falls away, and it isn’t long before your whole crotch is smooth and hair free.

After drying yourself and putting the briefs back on, you glance down and notice that your erection is still very much present, pressing against the thin fabric of your briefs.

You’re greeted by an even more impatient Jane who rolls her eyes at your entrance. “About fucking time.” She mutters before waving you over to where Sylvie is still posing in front of the camera. “Okay, kid. Get in there and do it right this time.”

You walk over to stand in front of the camera as instructed, trying to calm your nerves and focus on what Jane tells you to do.

Sylvie, sensing your nervousness, tries her best to put you at ease, but guiding your body on where to go. It sends shock ways through your body each time she grabs a hold of you and moves your body around.

She switches up her poses slightly, arching her back and showing off her ass cheeks peeking out from the bottom of her panties. She turns her head just so, giving you a sultry look over her shoulder that makes your heart race even faster.

You struggle to maintain composure as Jane gives instructions, snapping photo after photo. The way Sylvie moves in front of the camera is like watching an erotic dance meant only for you. Your erection grows more prominent with each passing moment until finally, it starts to push against the fabric of your briefs, straining painfully.

“Damn it, John! Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Jane snaps loudly from behind the camera. “You better fix that…that…that tent in you boy panties now!” Her stern voice cuts through your lust-hazed brain like a cold splash of water.

In desperation, you reach down with trembling hands to adjust yourself discreetly under the thin fabric of your briefs. The cool touch of your own fingers against your sensitive cockhead is almost enough to send you over the edge but you manage to maintain control for now.

Sylvie, sensing your discomfort, continues her performance with a knowing smirk on her lips. She arches her back pressing her ass against your crotch as Jane continues to snap photo after photo.

The heat and pressure building up inside you reaches a breaking point as Sylvie’s ass wiggles ever so slightly in time with the camera’s click. Lost in the moment you let out a low moan. Sylvie feels your escalating arousal and starts to subtly move her hips stroking your now raging hard-on beneath the thin fabric separating you.

Then Sylvie pushes herself back into your crotch and wiggles her ass on you a few more times causing your dick to finally break through the thin fabric of those briefs. As soon as cold air hits it followed by a warmth of Sylvie’s panties ass, you know there is no holding back as you feel an explosive release of pure bliss as thick, hot cum spurts out from the tip of your cock, painting a sticky mess all over you and Sylvie.

“Oh, for fuck sakes!” Jane announces in frustration. “You will you to go get cleaned up and they come back and put on the other pair we have for.”

She waves her hand dismissively at you before turning to Sylvie who is giggling to herself, “As for you missy, I expected a little more professionalism.”