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arrived.
    Nick continued to strip, feeling a bit flustered, but Damian was no longer looking at him, so he made short work of it. He stood there naked, waiting for the next instruction.
    Damian came over and took him by the arm, leading him to a lump under the canvas. "Kneel on that; I put some packing foam under there. It'll be easier on your knees."
    "Away from the camera?" Nick asked.
    Damian rolled his eyes. "Yes, away from the camera. Right there." He pointed insultingly.
    Nick dropped to his knees, grateful for the soft cushioning under the backdrop. His knees were bony, and the concrete floor had hurt when he knelt there earlier.
    Damian came back to him making a clanking noise, and Nick darted an anxious glance at the photographer. He was carrying black leather restraints of some kind, linked together by a length of silver chain.
    "Give me your hands," Damian ordered.
    Silently, Nick held out his wrists.
    The leather cuffs were long, almost like a gauntlet, running nearly to Nick's elbows. Damian fastened the various buckles on the right arm, passing the chain over the bar in front of Nick. It was quite high, almost to Damian's shoulders, and Nick had to raise his arms for Damian to attach the second restraint.
    After Damian had him securely bound to the bar, he stroked the smooth, honey-toned skin of Nicholas's bare shoulder. "Okay?"
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    "Yeah."
    Damian thought Nicholas's voice had sounded a bit breathless, but he was so excited to see his artistic vision come to life that he paid it no heed, bounding back behind the camera to check angles and lighting.
    He suppressed a gasp, swallowing it when he saw the lithe form, lean muscles taut in the slender shoulders, buttocks round and tempting, and the glossy dark curls shining under the sole light source. He really was blind, Damian marveled.
    It was a mercy that the insipid blond model actually hired for the shoot hadn't turned up. Nicholas was perfect for this.
    Damian enjoyed the sight of the muscles in Nicholas's thighs twitching slightly as he fought to remain still.
    Damian checked his focus and snapped off a couple of quick shots. "You doing okay?" he called out.
    "Yeah, fine," Nick said, turning to look back over his shoulder just as Damian snapped the shot.
    "Now don't do that again if you don't want a recognizable shot of you naked in handcuffs. Stay ... fucking ... still,"
    Damian snarled.
    Nick turned away quickly. His heart was beating so hard and loud; he was surprised that Damian couldn't hear it. The thought of Damian owning a shot of him, naked and restrained to a bar, made his cock twitch, and he wasn't even gay! Was he? No, Nick thought resolutely, he wasn't and he wasn't going to be converted. He was just helping his employer. Nothing more.
    His heart slowed when nothing more happened and the lights didn't flash again. It was quiet so long, he wanted to 20

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    turn around again and see what Damian was up to, and he was just about to when he felt something chilly at his ankle.
    "Wh—what's that?" Nick asked nervously, flinching as he felt cold metal close around his ankle.
    Without answering him, Damian pushed his legs apart with his foot. Nick suddenly felt very vulnerable and exposed, his cock swelling but not hard yet, his balls dangling where he was sure Damian could see them. Hell, Damian could probably see everything that was to be seen about his arse!
    Nick jumped when Damian spread his legs even further and a cold cuff was clamped about his other ankle. When the strong hands released him, Nick tried to move his legs together but found he couldn't.
    "No need to worry; it's just a spreader," Damian said in a very pleased tone of voice. "Excellent. You were born to wear one. You look great in it."
    Faint sounds told Nick that Damian had retreated behind the camera once more. It made him feel a tiny bit safer, but not safe enough. Trussed the way he was, he could barely move. Nick had never

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