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I found myself in a fancy neighborhood with expensive houses and large front lawns. And tucked between a large forest and a series of hedges separating it from another property, I wondered if I even came to the correct place. However, I did notice some cars and vans parked in the front, all of whom clearly belonged to different people. Knocking on the front door, footsteps approached until I heard a deep voice.

"Who is this?"

"Hi. Uh, my name is Lucas Eastwood," I gripped my backpack. "I'm the photographer that Mr. Lesniak hired." Glancing down at my phone, then at the location, I added, "This is 301 Green Kiln Way, right?" Moments later, the doors unlocked, and a buff, cranky rottweiler allowed me inside.

"The raccoon's past the family room to your left," he grunted, closing the door shut.

The inside was larger than I expected, but it definitely looked like someone lived here, given the fancy paintings and costly-looking vases decorating the main staircase and connected family room, where a group of technicians were discussing something. Gripping my backpack still, I nervously strolled past a handsome stallion in a bathrobe, who brushed his mane before winking at me. I would've followed him if I didn't hear that familiar voice from the phone.

"Hey, you must be the new guy!" he laughed, wagging his bushy tail while shaking my paw. "I'm Lincoln Lesniak, one of the lead directors here. I trust you met Bruno at the door?"

"I did, yeah."

"Nice guy, but very cranky in the morning. Anyway," he guided me with friendly haste, "let me bring you right away to the set. I want to see what you're capable of."

Inside the dining hall, several familiar canines and felines--most of them looking like high school graduates--were either eating from an open buffet or reading a script. All of them wore bathrobes or whispered to each other as I passed by.

When we came to a random room, I was hit by the fresh scent of musk and lube. A magenta-colored, king-sized bed lay surrounded by a dozen lighting and audio fixtured you'd typically see in a photo studio, except there lay a table with different sex toys. The sight made me blush before I refocused on what my new employer was saying.

"For today, you'll be takings promotional shots of three of our boys: Diablo, Elijah and Alex, all of whom are gonna star together in an upcoming video," Mr. Lesniak explained. "To make a long story short: the story has Alex playing a preppy rich kid who invites a couple of his classmates from school to his place, and bada-bing, botta-boom, they get in a hot threeway! Trust me when I say that..."

The name Diablo sounded familiar, though it didn't involve a video game, but I definitely didn't recognize typical names like Alex or Elijah. I was about to ask what their last names were when three young voices cut through the director's one-sided conversation.

"Good morning everyone!"

"Morning, Mr. Lesniak..."

"So, when're we gonna get started, Linc?"

I turned around fast to find three wolves in white bathrobes, all of whom immediately I begun to recognize; the first voice belonged to a black-furred canine nicknamed 'Diablo' Donovan, a rather mischievous yet friendly twink who starred in several videos as the rebellious, horny bad boy that loved to dominate. The second voice belonged to the white-furred wolf, a typically shy boy named Elijah Adams, who just recently began videos for TwinkTube and debuted in a video titled 'Classmates Welcome the New Boy'. And lastly, the final voice belonged to Alex Young, a twenty-three-year-old, brown-furred wolf whose body made him look no younger than seventeen at minimum. His tufted headfur made him stand out the most.

He'd also been one of TwinkTube's most popular porn stars since last year.

"Boys, this is Lucas. He'll be in charge of the photoshoots today, so be friendly," Mr. Lesniak craned towards the brown-furred wolf, "and that means you too, Alex."

"Yeah, yeah, I can take a hint," he groaned, shedding his robes to reveal a pair of black-and-white undies. "Nice to meet you, Lucas. Where would you want me, Diablo and the newbie to go?"

My ears grew hot as my eyes struggled not to stare too long. I'd seen Alex's videos plenty of times during those lonely nights to myself, but seeing his toned body and adorable little sheath hypnotized me momentarily.

"Oh, uh...I guess just get on the bed and get ready," I stammered at first.

"Okay then," he nodded. "Come on, guys, let's get this done with."

"Alright, Mr. Big Shot," Diablo stuck his tongue out.

I glanced to the other two canines, who'd already untied their bathrobes to reveal semi-matching pairs of yellow-trimmed briefs. Diablo's black fur contrasted with the tighty whities clinging to his crotch, while Elijah's white-furred body made his darker briefs clash, but their slim bodies still shone with the kind of glow that reminded me of fresh coal and snow. Seeing them and watching them shake their tails as they approached the bed caused blood to flow down to my erection.

"Mr. Eastwood?"

"Huh?" I pulled back to reality.

"You can admire them later," Mr. Lesniak laughed, patting my shoulder. "I know they're so fuckable, but time is money, and I want to know if you have what it takes."

"A-Alright!" Blushing, I placed my backpack down and fished out for my camera.

"You brought your own equipment with you? Impressive, but unnecessary," the raccoon pointed to a nearby tripod with a Canon model placed atop. "Now let's make some money shots."

I placed my camera back inside and nodded. "Yes sir."

"Oh please," he shook his muzzle. "My dad is more of a 'sir'. Call me Lincoln. Now, I'll tell them what to pose as, and you take the pics."

Examining the tripod, the camera's initial settings, then the half-naked wolf twinks waiting on the magenta bedsheets for direction, I eagerly got to work.

***

At first, I was pretty apprehensive grabbing the camera. When I managed to calm myself on the spot, I began taking the appropriate snapshots. The boss wanted good shots that accentuated their fur, eyes and boyish features, particularly on their chests and tails. The settings of the camera--though difficult at first--really helped me find the best pictures in the long-run. Meanwhile, Lincoln coordinated the three twinks into the positions he thought 'would bring every horndog from here to Pasadena to orgasm'.

I honestly tried every trick in the book, from thinking of trash to my finals from years ago to the thought of returning to my crappy job after this, but I couldn't get my erection down at all. Not with Alex, Elijah and Diablo in their birthday suits for the world to see. Part of me tried praying nobody would see it, but Diablo was the first to notice the bulge poking through my pants. We were doing solo shots of the three canines' behinds when he made a comment.

"Hey cameraman, do you like to camp?"

"Huh?" I asked, "What do you...?"

"Because you have a nice tent down there," Diablo teased me, wigging his underwear-clad rump while Alex rolled his eyes. "What? If I see a boner, I consider it a compliment."

"Focus, D..." the brown-furred wolf groaned. "You're distracting him."

"Yeah," Elijah half-smirked. "Focus and do what they say."

"Alright," Lincoln coughed loudly, the older raccoon trying his damned best not to seem amused, "Now, I want Diablo and Elijah to stay on the bed with their backs facing us. Alex, you sit on the foot bench at the foot of the bed and face Lucas. Have your legs spread."

The brown-furred canine obeyed and politely sat with his legs wide for me, allowing his briefs to hang over the small ledge. The sight made my maw almost drool until the raccoon continued instructions.

"Good, good. Diablo, Elijah, scoot closer sideways until your cheeks are an inch or so from Alex's head. There, now have your tails placed around Alex's neck. Yeah, just like that: we want you to look like a real rich boy with fine furs! Now be confident, like you're Cruella de Vil out on the town..."

"Except I'm actually beautiful," Alex joked in a mock wasp accent.

I laughed shortly as did a few of the lighting guys in the background.

"Diablo, Elijah," Lincoln continued, "turn your neck to us until your eyes are looking directly at the camera. A little more...almost...good! Stay there. Alex, you raise your left paw like you were just doing a second ago. Good!"

I imagined myself walking over to them and ordering Alex to unzip my fly, then sucking on my length while I fondled and groped at Elijah and Diablo on the bed. I couldn't prevent these thoughts, not when the idea of tossing them onto the bed and fucking each of them to a passionate climax sounded so appetizing. Their tight rings taking my entire shaft and eventually my knot, and then having them cuddle against me in our post-coitus afterglow.

"Now move your right paw to cover your paw over your crotch. Niiiiice, that's it. Alex, look sultrier and more important. D, Eli, now smile and hold that pose...take the shots!"

"Yes sir!" I grinned like a birthday boy.

Click. Click. Click. Beautiful.

These lads were gorgeous, but my jerk-off material would immensely grow when Mr. Lesniak said, "Fantastic, now I want Diablo and Elijah to strip for the same shot."

"Heh, I see you getting hard, Lucas," Diablo teased me more, causing me and Elijah to blush tomato-red under our cheekfur. Unfortunately for the young man, his white fur made it easier to see. "Oooh, somebody likes the staff..."

"Shut up..." the white wolf murmured to his companion. "Please, D..."

"Alright, alright, enough flirting." Lincoln clapped his paws together. "Now strip naked."

Alex remained where he sat while the lads stood up on the bed. Elijah didn't waste time in quickly shedding his pair and returning to position. However, Diablo winked at me as he slowly pulled his white undies down his slender legs, once again causing my cock to grow even harder underneath these tight jeans.

Ugh, I mentally whined, why the hell did I choose to wear these today?

They returned to their previous positions from before, this time showcasing their pert butt cheeks and fluffy balls hanging underneath, their tails twitching around Alex's neck as he waited for me to take the snapshots. Before I could stop myself from doing it, I lowered a paw to shift my arching length in my pants. I almost moaned aloud.

"Hehe," Alex giggled alongside Diablo, while Elijah blushed evermore.

Their asses were so enticing, I could feel my cocktip leaking for attention.

"Okay, focus now. Get ready and smile again...go!"

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Absolutely beautiful.

Two hours and a few dozen photos later, Lincoln told me I had the job.

I was happy as can be, even going so far as to hug and thank him over and over again, but my continuous boner didn't exactly help. Going to the nearby bathroom and staring into the mirror, I could feel I'd been leaking all morning, almost soaking the entire front of my boxers through. Granted, I should've been incredibly ecstatic that I got a job that paid well compared to my other one, but those boys out there, especially Diablo Donovan, were very handsome.

And I couldn't lay a single paw on them if I wanted to.

"Hey there, big boy~"

I yipped as I felt a paw pat my rear, which belonged to a certain black-furred wolf twink I'd met only a few hours ago. Seeing him this close made my tail wag like mad. All the eye candy in the world but none of them in my grasp.

"Oh, uh...hey..." I gulped down at the fellow canine, whose ears barely touched my chin, but his grin matched mine. His slim body leaned against mine, and I could feel a forming hard-on through the thin bathrobe. "Y-You did a good j-job out there..."

"I can say the same for you, Mr. Eastwood," he murred before glancing down at my crotch, causing my ears to turn hot as an iron stove. "Oh, but poor you...staring at cute lads all day and not getting to sow your wild oats...It's a big shame for a big boy such as yourself." Diablo leaned upward and licked his lips, whispering in my ear, "If you're quiet enough, I can help take care of it for you. Would you like that, cameraman?"

I hesitated before nodding vigorously. Checking to make sure the door lock still functioned, I set the toilet seat back down, leaned against it and allowed this twink to 'help take care of it' for me.