Kasper's Prince Charming

Chapter 10 - Amir's Claim

"Amir," I said as I looked to see every eye in the area was focused on his healthy bulge.

"Yes, baby?" he asked and unzipped the shorts.

He pushed them down so we could see the waistband of his yellow briefs. They weren't the brand for the photo shoot, but no one complained. He slid open the fly so we could see the top of his lump pushing the briefs out.

"Please don't!" I said as it hit me what this could do to him. His parents would be so upset. He was the good kid. He followed the rules and earned their pride, their trust.

"What about you?" Amir asked as he danced to an imaginary beat.

He arched his back and raised one arm up and back behind his head to show off his muscled chest. He slid a hand down his abs and into his briefs.

"I won't do it either," I said.

"The photo shoot or the show or both? You'll come with me and forget this stupid shit?" Amir danced around as everyone watched.

He bounced his ass and dipped low to show it off. He pushed down the shorts in the back so they could see the briefs clinging to his perfect round ass. He did a little stripper twerk move that brought a few gasps of approval from everyone.

"Everything, I promise. Just please stop undressing," I yelled.

I realized that this must be how he felt when he saw me doing this kind of stuff on the show or saw the pictures of me on the porn site. It didn't feel good to know everyone was getting a peek at what was just for us.

"Good enough!" Amir yelled and immediately pulled his shorts back up.

He buckled them and then rushed me and lifted me up into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he easily held me. He kissed me as our sweaty chests rubbed together.

We earned a few comments of approval from our captive audience that things had turned out romantically for us. It also meant they would have one less competitor for Niles' affections.

Amir was ready to get out of there. He didn't like being on display as much as he pretended.

"Oh, and don't even think about using any of this footage or pictures. My lawyers would destroy you and have this show brought up on indecency charges. South African law doesn't allow this kind of stuff, especially without the right permits." Amir said to the production staff.

They looked at each other as though the country's laws hadn't occurred to them before. I had no idea if Amir was right or not, but they looked worried.

Amir scooped up our shirts and carried me out of the filming house. He set me on my feet when we got outside and we put our shirts back on.

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"I am so fucking horny for you," Amir laughed. "Fuck, you're beautiful."

"Me too. If I don't get off soon with you I'm going to explode. And where did you learn to dance like that? You have so many hidden skills," I laughed. "It was so fucking hot."

We raced back to the resort. Amir said we'd have an hour before they came back from the motocross place. We ran as he told me about it. They liked to race bikes with their father and there was a nice mall close by where Emerson could do some shopping. They'd gone before.

"Clear!" Amir yelled as he searched the hotel suite to make sure we had the place to ourselves. All this sneaking around was getting challenging, but it added a layer of excitement. He  came bounding out of his parents' bedroom and hooked an arm around me to lead me towards his room. He locked the door securely and pushed me towards his bed.