THE ANGELS STUDIO - Hunter

Chapter 4

A Note from the author: I do not condone what is portrayed in this story or the subsequent chapters, indeed I find myself both loving (for his genius) and hating (for his manipulation) one of the characters portrayed. Please enjoy and remember this is fantasy not reality.

This is my first story submission, there will be errors with my grammar and I originally wrote the story in first person from Jack's perspective, this didn't work, so I re-edited. If there are still occasionally first person perspectives that make no sense, I apologize.

I welcome feedback, constructive criticism, views on characters, suggestions for future chapters etc. I have a general idea of where I am going with the series, although nothing is set in stone.

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�I can see your wiener,� giggled Zach, when he and Hunter were at the park close to their home. 

Hunter was mortified that his brother could see his wiener.� Actually he was mortified that if his brother could see, so too could everyone else. You see, Hunter was once again practicing to be a model while drinking from his juice bottle on a bench. His brother was hanging upside down from part of the play equipment.� What made it even worse, was that his brother was not quiet about the statement and a couple of Hunter's friends looked over. They too started giggling before Hunter had a chance to put his legs down.

�Shut up,� he was quick to scream out at them while feeling himself go very red. 

�Why don't you have unders on?� Zach asked him while starting to control his giggling.

�Shut up,� Hunter spat back, while starting to order some thoughts in his head. He had worn these shorts for two days; did that mean people could always see? He felt his cheeks burning some more as this realisation hit him.

Hunter knew then and there that he would be wearing underwear as soon as he got home. If it was possible, he felt as though his cheeks were burning more as panic took him.

What if you could see his wiener when he had his photos done? Panic set in as he began to wonder and he felt tears coming as the feeling of worry took its grip. He tried to reason with himself that if Ethan could see his wiener in the studio, he would have told him. It wasn't reasoning beyond his years, mere desperation and hope on his part as his only way of coping with the embarrassment he was now faced with.

Hunter suddenly had no wish to play at the park anymore and he declared to Zach that they were going home. Hunter beseeched his brother as they made the short trip back, �Don't tell Daddy I don't have unders on, okay.�

Zach had a mischievous look about him as he smiled at his big brother. For once in his life the power had shifted.� For once he had it all. �I won't,� he answered. He loved his brother, but that glimmer of power was eye opening. He wouldn't always be the little brother, doomed to do as his older brother requested and that thought was enough to make him feel happy for the rest of the day.

Hunter however, was miserable and he took it out on his dad. He was so confused about everything that was going on.� And there was this idea that had been planted in his head...did his daddy really not love him? Embarrassed, confused and now angry, Hunter snapped when it was time for food at the table. �I hate you!� Hunter retaliated to being told no to a glass of pop.

Zach sat in silence, wondering what his daddy would do about Hunter's outburst.

Jack was stressed.� He reasoned that Hunter was acting out over the death of Mel, his mother, but just what was he supposed to do or say? �You don't mean that, Hunter,� he opted to say, kneeling down next to his soon to be six year old.

�I don't love you,� Hunter shouted. If his daddy loved his brothers more than him then he would just tell him he didn't love him either. 

Jack was again shocked. He felt tears welling in his eyes at his son's harsh words, �I think it's time for you to go up to bed young man,� he said in a measured tone. He stood up; more to make sure Hunter didn't see he was having an affect with his words. He needed to stay in control.

Hunter pushed his plate across the table, knocking his brother's glass of milk all over the floor in the process. 

Reacting without thinking, Jack grabbed one of Hunters arms and pulled him out of his chair,� using his other hand to give a short, sharp, swat to his son's clothed behind �Get to bed now!� he shouted.

Hunter burst into tears, not just from the pain, but from all of the conflicting emotions he was feeling. He ran from the room and stamped on every step until he reached his room. Slamming the door, he threw himself down onto his bed and cried.

Jack had little time to digest what had occurred. Lucas was now crying and Zach had gone quiet, unsure of whether his daddy's anger was also aimed towards him. 

Jack did his best to calm the situation down and while clearing the plates after Zach was finished, he decided he'd make a phone call to Ethan and ask for advice and the support he had offered.

�I'm glad you called, Jack,� Ethan said as calmly as he could. �It sounds like things are a little hectic over there.� 

Jack now had a headache brought on by stress. �Just a bit," he replied. "I don't know what's up with Hunter. He keeps blowing hot and cold recently. I'm worried he's not dealing with� everything that's gone on.� He chose to not mention Mel with Zach sat not too far away and watching cartoons.

�I'll jump in my car and be there in fifteen minutes. Maybe I can get something out of him and then we can sit and chat things out.� Ethan decided to not give Jack an option. He wanted him on a short leash as he worked his metaphorical clay on Hunter.

�You don't need to do that, Ethan, I was just needing to talk.� 

�Exactly.� I'll be there soon.� And then the phone line went dead. 

The fifteen minutes went surprisingly fast and Ethan was soon planting himself on the sofa next to Zach. 

�Wow, you look stressed,� he told the father.

There was no need to lie about that, Jack did look worse for wear. �Well, I've got a headache. I shouted at him, I smacked him��

�Tell me what happened,� Ethan interrupted, while blocking Jack's view of Zach with his body, he place a hand on the boy's leg and began to rub it.

Jack explained as much as he could while Ethan listened and continued his surreptitious rubbing of Zach�s leg from his knee to his thigh. 

�Well, how about you go for a drive," Ethan suggested, "and I'll watch the boys. Give you chance to clear your head.� Ethan then offered, �And I'll have a talk to Hunter while you're out. Get some honesty out of him and hopefully get you some answers.� 

Jack weighed the offer carefully before finally deciding it would probably be good for him to have a bit of a break, even if it was just for a drive around. �Okay, sure,� he finally answered, completely unaware that Ethan's hand had just �accidentally� bumped Zach�s crotch while he swapped to the boy's other leg.

Ethan smiled when Jack finally left the house. The idiot was so easy to manipulate, it was almost no fun at all, almost.

�You be a big boy," Ethan told the middle child, "<<<<<and listen for>>>>> your baby brother, while I go talk to Hunter.� Okay, Zach?�

Zach beamed a massive smile; he was the big brother again for the second time that day. This was a fantastic day for him even if his daddy was a bit angry with Hunter.

Ethan made his way upstairs and located Hunter's bedroom. The boy was asleep on his bed, having obviously cried himself to sleep. For Ethan, the opportunity was too much to pass up. 

He silently approached and knelt down next to the boy's bed, his heart strumming in his throat as he very gently rolled Hunter over onto his back.

Before he proceeded, he wanted to be prepared. He had received feedback from multiple clients who had seen Hunter's pictures and a number of them wanted to know just how big the new star of the Internet, was. Looking around, he located Hunter's school rucksack and searched inside for a ruler, before returning to the sleeping boy's side.

Very gently, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of the boy's shorts and lowered them, inch by inch, careful to not wake him. He soon found that Hunter was wearing underwear and knew he'd have to talk to him about that. Hooking his fingers into the extra, unexpected layer of clothing, he inched those down too, until Hunter lay before him, fully exposed. 

Taking the ruler, he pressed it against the base of Hunter's penis and lay his penis flat against the ruler... 2cm� He smiled at his newfound knowledge. 

Putting the ruler aside, he gently took hold of the small piece of flesh and carefully began to manipulate it; slow and methodical until it began to become firmer and he switched to gently rubbing it up and down.  

Slow at first and then almost sudden, the flesh became fully erect between his fingers. He toyed with it a bit, jerking him slowly in his sleep before deciding he best get his next measurement.

It stuck up and out at a 45 degree angle, but it just made measuring all the more fun for Ethan. 5cm� The measurements would go on the website with the rest of the boy's information. The whole world (or that's how Ethan liked to think) would now know secrets that Hunter probably didn't even know himself.

He returned to jerking the sleeping boy slowly, while making decisions in his mind� Did he want Hunter to cum? Would he wake up? How would he broach the fact that he was wearing his underwear? 

Hunter's erection became more firm, and the boy's breathing became slightly heavier in his sleep. Ethan let go and watched as his erection dance in the air, on the brink of an orgasm. Ethan had made his choice in that instant.

Standing, he pulled his own erection free, jerking himself swiftly, made easier by the feeling of added risk, he would be cumming in just a couple of minutes. When he did, he aimed carefully, coating Hunter's deflating erection in blast after blast of cum. 

Tucking himself away, he began a sloppy jerk of Hunters deflated penis until it was once again jumping and twitching, close to a cum the boy knew nothing about. Swiftly, yet carefully, he pulled the boy's shorts and undies back up and shook him awake.

Groggily, Hunter opened his eyes. �Why am I at the studio?� Hunter asked as the first thing he saw was Ethan. 

�You're not, my pretty little boy.� I'm in your bedroom,� Ethan reassured him, while delighting in the fact that Hunter had subconsciously reached down and grabbed at himself. He was obviously feeling strange sensations down in his underwear, but it didn't seem like his conscious mind had registered it yet.

�Why?� the young boy asked while looking down his body to where his hand was.

�I heard Jack was mean and nasty to you and I was so sad.� So I came straight away to give you a big hug,� he lied.

�Really?� Hunter asked, hopeful that Ethan really did come just for him.

Ethan nodded, �Yes.� Now, how about you give me a super big hug, unless those ants in your pants are a problem?� 

The statement snapped Hunters mind into gear and he went red in the face at having realised he had been caught wearing underwear, but� it felt strange. �My wiener feels funny,� he stated very boldly.

�What do you mean?� Ethan asked.

Hunter shrugged, for he didn't really know what he was feeling. �It's <<<<<all slimy>>>>>,� he said in a rather confused tone.

�Slimy? That doesn't sound good. Maybe something is wrong.� Ethan exaggerated his concern to a level that worried poor Hunter. �Maybe I should take a look.� He didn't wait for Hunter's response, he simply yanked down his shorts and underwear in one go. 

Hunter didn't complain though, for he truly was concerned.� Then he stared in wonder at his erect penis covered in the strange substance and began to cry.

�Hey, my little guy.� Ethan hugged him, leaving him exposed. �Don't cry, I know what that is. It's what happens when baby boys grow up to be big boys. All that slimy stuff comes out if a boy doesn't make his wiener stand up enough.� Ethan prodded Hunters erection with a finger, happy that with all of the touching Hunter had done moments before, it had kept him erect.

�What do you mean?� Hunter asked in bewilderment while looking down at himself.

�Do you see how your little wiener is sticking up?� Ethan asked, �You need to make it do that as much as possible or that nasty slime comes out while you're asleep.� Ethan thought it funny how the boy was believing every word he was told.

�How do I make my wiener stand up?� 

�I can't tell you Hunter. Your daddy will be super mad if he finds out.� 

�I won't tell. I promise.� By now his penis was beginning to soften again. �Please tell me, Ethan.� 

Ethan pretended to give it some serious thought, but he was just trying to give Hunter some time to go soft before he answered, �Okay, but you can't tell your daddy I told you. He's mean and doesn't love you, so if he found out he'd probably shout a lot.� 

�I promise.� 

Ethan smiled and hugged Hunter hard. �Okay, but I need to touch it to show you, okay?� 

Hunter flushed red again, suddenly feeling very exposed, but he nodded.

Smiling more at his triumph now than to reassure Hunter, he took hold of it between his finger and thumb and began his earlier ministrations, quickly achieving the desired affects while explaining it to Hunter.

�Now you try.� 

Hunter looked confused. �But it's already standing up.� 

Ethan nodded explaining, �But you can still try to show me you know how. I don't want you hurting yourself when I'm not around.� 

Again it made perfect sense to Hunter and so he took hold of his erection with his finger and thumb and began to jerk himself off on his bed in front of Ethan.

�What a little slut,� Ethan murmured in fascination.

�What's a slut?� 

Ethan snapped out of his stupor and realised he had slipped up. His first mistake; getting carried away and verbalising his thoughts. �It's a special name for boys like you, but it's a secret name okay? No telling mean, Jack.�

�Okay.� 

�Anyway, you're doing it perfect. That will sure make it stand up.�

Suddenly Ethan's expression changed to one of anger and Hunter stopped what he was doing, sensing the change. �Now, little guy. Do you mind telling me why you have undies on?�

Hunter found himself embarrassed again.� As way of explanation Hunter said,� �Because everyone could see my wiener and I didn't know.�

�Oh, so you put your undies back on?� Ethan asked calmly.

Hunter nodded.

�Well, I guess if you can't do one simple thing for me to help you be a better model, then I can't <<<<<love>>>>> you anymore.� Ethan stood up and began to make a move for the door.

Hunter burst into tears begging, , �I'm sorry, don't go away please.�

Ethan stopped and turned around to say, �I'm trying to love you, Hunter, but you're a hard little boy to love.� Did he feel guilty for this? No. He revelled in the way the boy was melting in front of him.

�But people could see my wiener,� Hunter cried.

�So?� Ethan said bluntly, �You're a model now. People are meant to see it, you stupid boy.�

�Daddy always says my wiener is private.� 

�Your daddy doesn't love you though, does he?� Ethan waited for a shake of the head before continuing. �I love you Hunter. I want to be your new daddy, but you've really upset me.� He tried to sound as upset and hurt as he could, while kneeling down again next to Hunters bed.

�I'm sorry.� Hunter flung his arms around Ethan's neck, still in his half naked state and cried, �I promise I'll be a good boy.� Don't hate me.�

�Okay, Hunter.� Ethan said softly, �But you've got to promise, no more undies ever again.� 

�I promise,� the boy said quietly.

�Good boy.� Ethan smirked while still embraced in the hug, �Your wiener's not private anymore, okay? You're a super cool model.� He pulled himself free from the hug and looked into Hunter's wet eyes, �Okay?�

Hunter nodded.

�No, Hunter. You need to say it, so I know you understand.�

�No unders anymore because my wiener isn't private,� he parroted back.

Ethan was amused, but showed as much genuine affection as he could. �That's right, big boy. But keep it all secret from mean Jack though, because he doesn't love you and wants to stop you.� Okay?� 

Hunter nodded again, �I promise.�

�Good boy. I love you, Hunter, so much.�

�I love you, Ethan.� 

Ethan hugged Hunter again, �Now remember, you need to get your wiener to stand up to stop that nasty slime from coming out.� He wiped some of the drying cum, up on his finger and held it before him to emphasise what he was saying, before wiping it on Hunters chest. �Two times in the day and one time before bed, okay?� 

Hunter nodded again, �I promise.� 

Ethan heard Jack's car pull up outside and so he stood up, �Now, put some PJs on, go brush your teeth.� Then get into bed and make it stand up before going to sleep. Jack sent you to bed early, so you need to do what he says so he won't be mean again, okay? And make sure you say sorry to him next time you see him, even if you're not.�

�Okay.� 

Ethan left him and hurried downstairs. Zach was still watching TV <<<<<and listening to the baby monitor>>>>> when Jack entered the house looking somewhat less frazzled.

�How are things?� Jack asked, removing his shoes and placing his keys in a dish he used to store them.

With the sounds of Hunter brushing his teeth in the background Ethan said, �I talked it through with him. He's just a bit hung up still on what you told me last week about the park. But, I think he wants to say sorry.� 

�Thank you so much, Ethan. I was so shook up by everything, I felt a little lost.�

Condescendingly Ethan patted him on the back. �You should go and see him. But, he might still be a bit angry and pretend to be asleep. I'd suggest you sneak up and peek in first to make sure he's awake,� Ethan said with amusement as he heard Hunter returning to his room.

�Thank you,� Jack said as he quietly made his way upstairs.

As he reached his eldest son's room, he peered inside.�� When he saw Hunter was rubbing himself on top of his bed, he felt ready to burst in and say, "Stop." But, he had already messed things up once today with his son, and although the revelation that his son knew about masturbation was a shock, he quickly and quietly walked away and made his way back down the stairs.

�Did he say sorry?� asked Ethan, who now had Zach on his lap.

�No, he was asleep,� Jack lied quickly.

�Are you sure? He was definitely up a few minutes ago.� He yet again dropped an innuendo, knowing full well what Jack had probably seen his son doing.

�Yes, he's asleep.�

Jack made his way into the kitchen, �Would you like a drink?�

�I'd love one, thanks,� Ethan called out over his shoulder, while rubbing Zach�s legs and tummy.

�You're strong, like a super hero, aren't you, Zach?� he asked quietly while waiting for his drink.

Zach giggled and just allowed Ethan to rub him as he watched his cartoons.

Jack returned and handed Ethan a drink. �He's been acting so strange recently,� he referred back to Hunter.

�He's starting to find his feet, Jack.� Ethan made no attempt to hide that he was rubbing Zach�s tummy. �All boys eventually push back. I'll try to help as much as I can.� 

�Thank you,� Jack answered. �I really appreciate the help.� They settled into a general chat about life and time flew by. Zach had long since fallen asleep on Ethan's lap and it wasn't noticed until a crying baby Lucas, signalled for Jacks attention upstairs. 

�I'll take him up for you," Ethan offered. "You go deal with the baby.� Ethan hoped he wasn't pushing his luck, but Jack agreed to the suggestion, thankful still for the extra help.

They both stood and made their way upstairs, parting ways on the landing, with Ethan carrying Zach into the bedroom Zach shared with Hunter. Hunter was sound asleep in his bed, a beautiful sight to behold for Ethan, but he had a new prize to unwrap and he didn't have long to do it.

Zach was already in PJs, having dressed in them earlier in the night, and so Ethan placed him down on the bed and gently slid his hand down the front of the boy's bottoms. He found Zach was wearing undies and so carefully he slid his hand inside those too and continued until he found what he had been searching for. 

It was just as small as Hunter's and he couldn't wait for the day that he could humiliate Jack about the size of his boys. Very gently, he coaxed an erection out of Zach while he listened carefully for signs of a returning father. 

Unable to resist any longer, he pulled the bottoms and undies down to the boys knee's, exposing him to his hungry eyes. The main difference between the two boys was that Hunter's erection stood up at a 45� angle, Zach�s stood up flush to his body. 

He took out his phone and snapped a couple of pictures of the exposed sleeping boy. He'd send those in along with the boy's first modelling shoot for the bosses to drool over. 

He didn't have much time.� Knowing that,� he pulled the sleeping boy's things back up.� But feeling a little bit more daring, he posed Zach with his hand down his pants and then covered him over with his blanket.

Moving quickly to Hunter's bed, he pulled down the sheets and carefully exposed his boy, his earlier discharge had gone flaky around the boys parts. Time was running out now, so he quickly began to masturbate, aiming once more for Hunter's groin. He loved how risky this was, how he was getting away with it with the boy's real dad only in the next room.

He smiled to himself as he thought, �real dad�. It wouldn't be long before Hunter thought of him as his �real dad�, and he'd make the boy a star in the underground world he was attached to.

With a stifled grunt, he erupted over Hunter, coating him in cum before pulling the boy's things back up. He mused to himself how Hunter would one day be taking cum baths from multiple men who paid for private time with the model. Would he clean him up before sending him home or would Jack be gullible enough that he could send him home stinking of his hard work? 

�I got Lucas back to sleep,� Jack stated from the doorway, frowning slightly having discovered his friend watching his son sleep.

Ethan quickly caught on to the frown, however, and while he inwardly beat himself up for being careless, he thought up a response. �I was just thinking,� he said calmly in a whisper as he exited the room. �Perhaps what might work is a day trip somewhere? Break up the routine a little?�

Jack was reassured and any worries he had, no matter how small, had left entirely. �If you think it might help, sure.� 

Ethan watched amused to himself as Jack went and gave both his boys a goodnight kiss, oblivious to the fact that Zach was erect and holding it and that Hunter's genitals were covered in cum.

�I'll get going.� Ethan said as they walked downstairs. �But, leave it with me and I'll see what I can arrange.� With that said, they parted ways for the night and the day drew to a close.

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