When I was told to meet in the park for the new photo course I had
enrolled in, I didn't know what to expect. I mean, it was called
Explorative Photography and focused on how to best explore stuff with a
proper digital camera. (No point and shoots here, please.)

I went to the designated spot and was met by the teacher, who quickly
led my behind a barrier made from plastic tape repeating the words 'Men
at Work, Keep Out!' along it. I met the other students and chatted
until the teacher returned with the model.

He was handsome, tall, slim and dark black with sparkling blue eyes. He
was dressed only in a pair of small and tight swimming trunks that
actually outlined his dick quite nicely.

"The purpose of this course is to explore stuff. Today we are exploring
the male body represented by this lovely boy." She looked around at us.
"I do not expect you to take pictures of the boy posing as such, but
rather that you explore him and his nature. Be creative!"

We took turns in taking pictures of him from all possible and
impossible angles, ensuring that we show off some feature in the photos.

After some time I tried to get a picture of his inner thigh, but the
swimming trunks were distracting from the essence of the picture. "How
can I get a good picture of this joint?" I mumbled, mostly to myself.
He apparently heard me for before I could repeat it, he had shed his
swimming trunks and stood naked in front of me.

After I had taken a couple of pictures of him, the teacher came over
and said, "Look at the sun and how it flattens every feature at this
angle. If you pose him like this ..." She turned him a bit and asked
him to kneel. "... the sun catches his features ..." she brushed
against his dick that looked much more prominent with the new angle of
the sun. "... and adds to the plasticity of his body." She touched his
belly button. "You can clearly see that this is an innie and his dick
..." She touched it with her index finger. "... is better outlined by
the contrast between the sun lighting it from one side and the shadows
on the other."

I moved closer and tried to catch the shadows and got some really good
pictures from different angles. I didn't immediately realise it, but as
I moved around with the camera close to his dick, he got an erection.
Quite big for an eleven-year-old, I thought.

"This is a good opportunity to further experiments into light and
shadow," the teacher said. "If he lies down, you can have him move
around to catch the sun from different angles, sculpting his figure
with the light."

I moved in again and realised I could get almost surrealistic pictures
of his dick and scrotum if I got close enough. After some time, though,
he seemed to lose his erection. I started to mumble again, "OK, what
can I do with it flaccid?" He heard that and grabbed his dick with one
hand. He started to masturbate and soon it regained its full glory. I
managed to get some good pictures of the action, when he suddenly
reached an orgasm and actually started ejeculating over his tummy. By
pure luck, I got a series of pictures that showed the eruption from
start to finish.

Wow.

The teacher looked at us with a broad smile. "Perfect timing," she
said. "The time is in fact up and the lesson over. See you next week."

I grabbed a handkerchief from my pocket and started to clean the sperm
from his body.

"We'd better get you cleaned up properly before you return home," I
said.

"Yes, Dad."