Having a hot (half) sister who was a model sounds like a dream to most guys but most of the time, it really wasn't. Picture having to wait ages to get to use the bathroom at home, constantly being hounded by guys to 'get in a good word with her for me' and yea, you can see why I didn't really care. We got on okay, our parents divorced when we were young, Dad split with a much younger woman and Mom kind of took it to heart for a while before bouncing back and made sure she and Clara always looked amazing. Mom had been pregnant with Clara when she met my Dad (result of a one night stand), he didn't care enough about me to keep in touch with me when he left.
I kept to myself mostly, when I got to college a year after Clara it was nice to distance myself from the fake friends just trying to get close to her and focused on my own future.
One afternoon I was sitting at lunch, listening to music as I read a book when Clara came and sat with me.
"Hey, how are you?" She said with a smile.
"I'm as fine as I was this morning when you asked me then. What brings you to the food place, thought you were avoiding that for your figure," I said, teasing her.
"Very funny, I work out as well you know. I uh, I need your help with something."
"What is it."
"I um, well, I have a paid photo shoot and I need a male talent. It won't be of your face, you just need to stand there while I lean on you and stuff."
"What's wrong with my face?"
"Nothing but in case anyone seen the pictures."
"Um, why would that be an issue?"
"Well, I'll be in pretty skimpy lingerie."
"You're my sister Clara, I'm not supposed to see you in stuff like that."
"Please, you don't even have to look at me, it will pay me enough to buy that car I've been looking at and I promise I'll teach you how to drive with it."
"I'd want that in writing. Don't you have a bunch of model fuckboys you could just summon?"
"No, not at such short notice."
"Wait, when is this?"
"I kinda need you after lunch sweetie, you have a few free periods right?"
"It just as well I love you, you'll owe me big time, it better not get weird."
"It won't I promise, Lisa is such an amazing photographer. Here's the address, I have to go pick up my makeup first, I'll meet you there. Oh and you're just a friend, nobody knows I have a brother."
"Why?"
"It's complicated, I'll talk about it later."
I turned up at the address and was met by a really pretty lady in her 30's. She greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and took me through her house to the studio.
"Thank you for doing this for Clara, I'm Lisa, she told me you're a good friend. I have a pretty specific shoot for a magazine and I really need a male. You're in good shape too, hiding under those baggy clothes but you'll do perfect. Change into these for me and I'll get some light readings while we wait for Clara," she said, handing me a pair of cycling shorts.
"I uh, you have a changing room or something?" I replied.
"Honey, I've seen every inch of many men, you don't need to be shy."
She wasn't paying any attention to me anyway but I did my best to get changed without fully exposing myself. I kept my boxer briefs on and my t-shirt.
"No, that looks silly, lose the boxers sweetie and no shirt."
Inside I was thinking 'what the fuck' but I went along for Clara. The doorbell rang and I took the opportunity to take my boxers off and get the cycling shorts back on without flashing my cock. Lisa and Clara came back as I took my shirt off, Clara was wearing a long coat and had fixed her hair.
"Hi Marcus, you made it, I really appreciate this you know," said Clara who kissed me on the cheek.
"Well, you'd do the same for me I'm sure," I replied awkwardly.
"You're a model too?" said Lisa, raising her eyebrow.
"No, I meant, I don't know." I stammered. They both laughed.
"Sorry, I want you to relax my dear, Clara is one of my favorite models and I really wanted her for this shoot, I'm so glad she was able to find a good friend that would do this for her, especially one who's in shape like you are," said Lisa.
"Yes! I owe him big for this, best friend ever," said Clara, I just smiled.
"Well, get your coat off Clara dear, did you wear what I asked?" Said Lisa.
"I did."
I'm sure my jaw went like those cartoons, wide open with my eyes popping out of my head but Clara looked stunning. She was wearing a white lace lingerie outfit with stockings, suspenders and it looked amazing on her. The bra was pretty sheer, did nothing to hide her beautiful round nipples that crowned her perfect 36D's and looking down I could see her labia and the fact she was fully shaven. With what I was wearing I did my best to think of other things, there was no way I'd be able to hide my impending erection.
"Well, you at least have one approval, I knew I was right with that outfit." Said a grinning Lisa looking right at my growing cock.
"I'm sorry, you've never seen me like this, I hope it's okay, you uh, can adjust, I'll be blocking that in the shots anyway," said Clara.
I turned around and adjusted my cock and felt myself get red, Clara actually bit her lip as she stared.
"Okay sweetie, lets get started, I wanted to use this natural light while we can."
Clara and Lisa briefly looked over a rough story board then had me get in position. Most of the shots were with Clara leaning against me with her arms up, some facing the camera, some with her back to it but most had her head near or touching my cock. My erection wouldn't go away but Clara didn't seem to care. After a pause they both looked through the pics they'd taken.
"These are perfect, lets do the last 8 topless," Said Lisa.
Clara didn't hesitate, she took her bra off and stood before me topless then posed a few more times with her back to me then turned to press her breasts against my thighs, her arms reaching up my body. She looked up and me and I could swear she was in a daze.
