I knew that I should not be doing this, but that just made me stroke my cock harder! It was an amazing feeling, and the camera was capturing it all!
Okay, let me back up just a bit and bring you up to speed. I had a contract job for a low budget movie, and had traveled out of town to be on the set for about two weeks. It was not much of a movie, a sort of future-horror thing, and I was part of the camera team. As such I got to spend a lot of time with the newest toy, a super high speed camera used for taking extreme slow motion shots. Me and Larry were both assistant camera operators on the job, and we were assigned to get this new camera ready for the shot which was to take place the next day. The DP had never used this camera before, and was nervous enough about it to assign it to us for the entire day so we would get the "money shot" of a bullet from the heroes gun tomorrow.
We set up the camera in the back room of an old warehouse. Larry and I took turns as we tossed baseballs, golf balls, and tennis balls past the camera to see how well it worked. We played back the footage, and it was indeed incredible! The balls traveled slowly through the air, and you could see the dimples on the golf ball as it spun.
"Those are some great looking balls!" I said. Larry just stared at the screen and did not say anything. I felt embarrassed by my joke, thinking that Larry probably took it wrong. I am not gay, although I must admit to having a fascination with dicks. But in this case I really was just joking. "It's a joke!" I said.
"Yea, okay. Let's go grab some food at the tent," he replied, obviously not wanting to make an issue of it.
It was really late that night when we finally got the camera set up just the way we wanted it. We were both pretty tired, so we went to "trailer town" to grab a nap before the next days shoot. I told Larry that he could take a shower first, if he wanted to. We had separate rooms, but only one full bath with a shower. As he showered I sat on the couch and vegged. I grabbed a laptop and for kicks typed in "slow motion". Most of the videos were boring, but one grabbed my attention as a close up shot of a cock was the preview. I clicked on it and was rewarded with a shot of a penis being stroked. The cock filled the screen and I could tell it was ready to blow. It did indeed! Cum flew out and out of the frame as the guy kept pounding it.
"Wow," said Larry, standing behind me in a towel. I had not heard him walk up behind me and was warm with embarrassment!
"Oh, I.. I... just... you know," I said mumbling and sheepishly closed the lid on the laptop.
"No wait!" Larry grabbed the computer and reopened it to see the video on the screen.
"I wonder what frame rate they shot this at?" he said as he replayed the video.
"I don't know," I replied, feeling sort of weird talking about a cum shot with Larry standing there in a towel.
"Well, goodnight," he said abruptly and handed my computer back.
After his door closed I let out a nervous breath. I grabbed my towel and went to get a shower myself, feeling very self conscious. Why was I so freaked out, I asked myself. Its not like I was jacking off or anything -- just looking at a hot, oiled cock stroked in slow motion and then releasing it's load of cum right in front of the lens. Wow, I better get focused or I may never get to rest tonight.
I glanced in the mirror as I peeled off my bikini briefs. I never worked out, but being in my business kept me pretty lean. My cock was straining against the red fabric of the bikinis making a huge bulge. For a second I considered snapping a few shots, for my pals on the website to look at, but I decided to just strip and get in the shower.
My cock seemed to spring free from the briefs as I pulled them down, and the released dick rushed to full hard-on in just a few short seconds. I thought to myself that I was NOT going to jack off tonight, since I had to get some sleep. But as the warm water hit my rock hard cock, I felt an irresistible urge to stroke that monster! I let my left hand slide down my chest until it hit the tip of my red cock. I took only two fingers and rubbed to tip of my penis, just feeling the rigid shaft below it pulse with excitement. I grabbed the shaving cream and rubbed it on my balls and around the base as I used my right hand to give myself a close shave. I was really excited as I thought about the slow motion cum shot on the web, and I ran my hand under my balls to lift them up and shave under the sack.
It was a shame really -- here I had a movie quality high speed camera, and I was just letting it sit there while I stroked in the shower. But I couldn't just... No, no, NO! I was not going to go and jack off in front of the camera just to get an amazing cum shot that I could post online and let other people -- girls and guys both -- get excited over watching my load of cum shoot out the tip of my cock. Oh my. That though just made it worse, I was really excited now!
I turned off the water and got out to towel off, thinking that I just needed to go to bed and quit this fantasy right now. But each time the towel brushed my dick it felt like I was going to explode! Before I knew it I was outside with my gym trunks and a t-shirt on. I casually strolled toward the warehouse thinking to myself that if I got stopped by security I would just tell them I had forgotten something on the set.
"Hey, where are you going?" a voice called out. I froze, thinking what are the odds that I'd be stopped just at the moment I was thinking of an excuse! I turned and was blinded by a beam of light as the guard walked over to me.
"I forgot a flash drive in the warehouse." I stammered, feeling very silly now.
"What warehouse?" asked the guard in a voice that suddenly sounded feminine. I shielded my eyes and saw that the guard was indeed a woman, in a grey shirt that fit her tightly and showed off a hot body. Wow!
"Um, the one on the back of the lot." I replied.
"Kind of late, isn't it?" she asked. My heart skipped for a second as I realized that she was moving the light down my body, and revealing the partial hard-on I still had in my shorts. My poor dick had gone from arousal to fear and now back to arousal in just a few seconds, and it did not know what to do!
"It has my call sheets on it" I explained.
"Well, I would not want to keep you from your sheets," she stepped closer to me and dropped the flashlight down to her side. "You never know what might happen between the sheets," she said, with her eyes glued to mine.