ecstasy // willne x imallexx au

xxvi

alex - 20th june 2018

i slung the camera round my neck as will stood in front of the brick wall.

"okay, now do what you might normally do on a shoot."

will chuckled, and he looked into the distance. i zoomed in to his torso, framing him in the centre. i snapped the photo and he changed positions. he had smiled in this photo and looked just above the camera.

i zoomed out. "now crouch down and look sexy."

will obliged, managing it with ease of course. he looked straight down the lens of the camera, his hand brushing the floor as his knees were bent, his lips slightly parted.

"fuck me, will." i whispered, in awe of his beauty.

"gladly." will said casually, as he changed what he was wearing. it was a good thing we'd come to an set of abandoned buildings as he was currently stood in a thin white t-shirt and boxers.

he made funny faces at me as he changed, and i zoomed in on his chiselled top half. these photos wouldn't be a part of the official shoot. they could just be for us.

there were areas with piles of rubble and bricks, which will climbed on top of or sat on to make the photos slightly more interesting and original.

"we should come back here one day," he said, "do this more often."

i nodded. i felt in my element, outside and just able to express myself through the photography.

after i'd taken countless more photos of him, will said "allow me take some of you."

"i look so bad in photos."

"you look beautiful baby. come on, you can teach me how to take a half decent picture."

i showed him the dials and switches he needed to change to get a well balanced image. apparently it was more complicated than he thought.

"where's the option to just press a button and have the camera do it for you?"

i laughed and went to stand in front of one of the half broken walls.

he started off by saying "talk to me alex. how are you doing today?" as i stood in front of the wall looking awkward.

i was constantly swaying and moving, fidgeting with my sleeve and eyes darting everywhere. being photographed wasn't natural for me. i much preferred it behind the lens.

"remember the first time we got drunk together."

my eyes widened. "nah shut up!"

"the fucking state of you!"

"oh my god." i started giggling.

"and remember that time i was fuckin' ya and your head hit the wall?" he tried to say this seriously but had to suppress a laugh.

"that fucking hurt!"

after a few more honourable mentions of times when we'd found ourselves pissing ourselves with laughter, will changed the mood.