Chapter 358. Michael
Scott had enjoyed the frat house massacre and now took the opportunity to stock up on meat. He searched the online database that he had set up that allowed young men to apply to be models. Shifting through the online applications he eventually stumbled across a guy that took his fancy.
Southern boy Michael had submitted two photos with his application and both turned Scott on and told the killer that he had found his next victim.
The first photo showed a handsome looking hunk in nothing more than a blue towel that showed off his excellent physique, the wannabe model even tried to tempt Scott by pulling down the edge of his towel to give a glimpse of his well shaven pubes.
Excited by the first picture Scott eagerly opened up the second. His cock sprung to immediate attention when it opened up on the screen as Michael stood in front of a mirror, placed the bottom of his vest in his mouth and took a snap of his perfectly defined body with fantastic pecs and rock solid abs oblique.
Scott had seen enough and picked up the phone, he immediately dialled the sexy southern hunk and arrangements were put in place.
Michael smiled as he got off the phone, this was a great chance to make his big break. One of the world’s best male photographers had just offered him a shoot. Friends had ridiculed him but the countless hours of hard work he put into sculpting the perfect body was about to pay off. He packed his bags and headed for the airport, excited for what lay ahead.
The arrangement was for Michael to get a cab from the airport and meet Scott in the city, Scott had told his new guest he had an important meeting and this was the easiest way for the two to quickly hook up.
Scott laughed to himself as he sat waiting for Michael to arrive. It always amazed him how easy it was to acquire victims using the old I’m a photographer line. The amount of guys that were willing to put themselves forward for this amazed him, the need to want to show off their body coupled with an easy pay day meant it was route that would never get old for Scott and with the Brotherhood behind him he had the perfect backing to succeed.
He eventually spotted Michael making his way across the park, the handsome hunk was dressed in a cream shirt and denim jeans with both pieces of clothing appearing to struggle to contain the great body beneath them.
With his own manhood stood to attention Scott approached the young model and shook him by the hand "Hi Michael, I’m Scott, hope you weren’t waiting long."
"No not at all." Michael replied "I only got here a few minutes ago. Now I bet you can’t wait to start photographing this can you." The hunk added as he lifted the bottom of his to reveal his fantastically toned abs and deep ridged Apollo’s belt.
"All in good time." Scott casually replied "We've got a few days. Let’s get you settled at the ranch and we'll start the shoot tomorrow."
The two headed to the car as Scott drove the two back home.
Michael felt a lot more at ease having seen Scott, he had a worry that the photographer could have been some pervy old man and things may not have lived up to what he thought they would but seeing that the famous photographer was around the same age as him and the fact that Scott had passed the test where Michael showed off his body and said there'd be plenty of time for that made the hunky model feel a lot more comfortable.
"Wow, big place you have here." Michael said as the car pulled down the lane that led to Scott's place.
"Yep it has all I need." Scott replied as he parked the car and led Michael into the house. "Now remember treat this place like home during your stay here, feel free to use the gym and pool any time you want to, now let me show you to your room."
"Jesus." An astonished Michael said "This room is nearly as big as the lounge in my flat. I think I’m gonna enjoy it here."
Scott laughed "I’ll leave you to freshen up then you can join me downstairs for a few beers. See you shortly."
Michael sat on the bed, he couldn’t believe his luck, his photographer seemed a really nice guy and he couldn’t wait to get started on the shoot. This was to be the beginning if something good for Michael and he was determined not to let it go wrong. He pulled off the shirt that was drenched in his sweat and replaced it with a smart casual one. He freshened himself up in the bathroom and headed downstairs to get to know Scott a little better.
Scott couldn’t believe how hot Michael looked as the young wannabe model entered the room dressed in his white shirt.
The stud oozed sexiness as Scott said "here catch." And threw a cold beer to Michael who caught it cracked it open and sat on the sofa.
Scott sipped his beer as he explained his background to his young visitor, he could tell that Michael was impressed but Scott wanted to know a bit about his future victim.
"Enough about me." Scott said "Tell me your age, weight, height, and hair colour?"
"I'm twenty years old, weigh 185 ilbs and stand at 5'11'', I have blonde hair and hazel eyes." Michael explained.
"Wait,, what you're only twenty years old. No way." An astonished Scott remarked struggling to believe Michael was so young.
"No honestly. I was born in 1996, here have a look." Michael responded as he handed Scott his driving licence.
"Wow I can’t believe it." Scott replied before joking "Hey doesn’t that make you too young to drink."
The two laughed as Scott then asked the next question.
"How did you get into fitness, what drove you to ascertain the body you have?"
Michael's response was humble as he said "I was a key wrestler in high school and having wrestled for seven years I had to keep myself in good shape and my passion for training stemmed from there. I then entered a local physique competition and won."
Scott could believe what he was hearing as he listened to Michael as he described himself, he easily saw this All American boy being a wrestler and tried to picture Michael in his tight singlet, wanting to know more he asked the next question.
"Tell me why you want to break into modelling? What are you aspirations and dreams?"
Michael didn’t need to think about this question and answered straight away.
"People have been telling me I should give modelling a try, you'd be hard push to disagree that I have the body for it. I've been trying for a while but had little joy until you gave me this big chance for which I’m grateful for. I just want to get work as a fitness model, what it leads to you never know, some fitness models have made it into acting, can I do that, I hope so."
Scott felt a little guilty as Michael spoke about what he wanted for the future, the poor soul had no idea he wasn’t going to be living much longer, but that was still a few days away and Scott was still eager to know more.
"What do you think gives you the edge over many of your other fitness rivals?" He asked as he chucked Michael another beer.
Michael looked down at his body then looked directly at Scott as he answered "My body is all natural, I’m not as rugged as some of my colleagues they plant hideous tattoos on their bodies. I've got a fantastic muscular physique that is 100% natural, add my boyish good looks into the equation and I feel I pull of the All American look quite well."
The questions continued as Scott asked "How have your family and friends reacted to you wanting to get into fitness modelling. With you being from conservative Tennessee and the fact that this type of modelling can bring both male and female fans they can’t be happy with your choice?"
Scott could see that this question obviously hit a cord with Michael as he thought carefully before answering, his answer surprised Scott but was also joy to the killer’s ears.
"To be honest I’ve kept my plans quiet from the people back home. My family wouldn’t like it but I think that if they see I’m being successful at it then there'd come round to the idea."
Scott only had a few more questions he wanted to ask and the penultimate one was a question that Michael answered off the cuff as Scott asked the young hunk what he thought his best body part was.
He found it hard to argue with Michael's reply off "I don’t think I can pick one part. I mean look at me, I’m perfect all over. Do you agree or not?"
"Michael I think I’d be hard pushed to disagree with you there. Why do you think I chose you over others? Now the last question. Tell me something I’d be surprised to find out about you?"
Michael giggled as he replied "I’m a bit of a practical joker but You're going to find this hard to believe and like I said don’t let these boyish looks fool you, when I was younger this southern boy got into a lot of trouble with the law and was a bit of a bad boy, but things began to change I got a job in a local bar and had to grow up fast. My life was at a cross roads until you gave me this opportunity."
The two drank long into the night before eventually retiring to bed. That night Scott lay in bed, he couldn’t help but think it was a shame what was going to happen to Michael as the two could easily have become good friends but the thought of killing the hunk and eating his wonderful flesh quickly brought Scott back to reality.
Michael was up nice and early the next day eager to start the first day of shooting. With the weather being good the two headed to an outbuilding on the ranch that would provide the perfect back drop for the shoot.
Scott could sense Michael's nerves as the photo-shoot began but the moment he started to remove is shirt he could sense the muscle hunks nerves start to disappear.
The next part of the shoot saw Michael standing against the wall, his white shirt draped over his shoulder, the confidence now oozed from Michael as Scott snapped away. Scott's own trouser snake grew as Michael gave the camera a subtle look. Scott couldn’t believe how good Michael looked at the other end of the camera, his shoulders and perfect torso cried look at me now but add them to his baby face and lips and the sexy southern boy had the perfect male model package.
With Scott only wanting to break Michael in gently for the first day of shooting the guys moved on to the final part of the shoot. Michael now stood in his underwear giving Scott his first look at the total package. The killer photographer struggled to contain himself as he snapped away at Michael.
That evening the duo looked back at a successful days shooting whilst they played a couple of games of pool. Both photographer and model seemed to get on well as Michael thought this was the start of a budding friendship. Scott in turn liked the cheeky southern charm of his new house guest who now felt comfortable to wander around the house partially clothed.
At the end of the evening Michael had beaten Scott four games to three and as so Michael had the bragging rights over his host as the two headed off to bed.
Scott was surprised to see that Michael was again the first up out of the two. Not wanting to let any of the good weather go to waste the good ol' boy from Tennessee was found sunbathing outside. With a glass of orange juice beside his lounger and dressed in nothing more than a pair of Calvin Klein briefs the hunk was a sight to see and Scott allowed himself to view the perfect specimen of manhood in all his glory.
All good things had to come to an end and although Scott enjoyed looking at a sunbathing Michael he also wanted to carry on with part of stud’s photo-shoot. The ultimate goal of Michael's death would see him doing what he wanted with the hunk then anyway.
"Hey Mike sorry to interrupt your tranquillity but we have more of your portfolio to do today." Scott shouted in an attempt to get Michael’s attention.
"No problems buddy." Michael replied as he sat up on the lounger.
'Jesus Christ.' Scott thought as he watched his young guest sit up on the lounger. 'How much more sexy can he get.' He had to suppress his feelings to attack Michael there and then as the young stud placed his hand behind his head and looked at Scott.
An hour later and they were ready to start day two of shooting.
It began with Scott taking advantage of the clear blue sky, using it as a back drop he snapped a perfect picture of Michael's torso. The hunk stud side on as the sun reflected off of his perfect torso causing shadows under his pecs and bouncing off his solid ab oblique.
The shoot was going well as Michael seemed to love being under the camera, part two saw the young hunk standing against the wall of an outbuilding, wearing nothing apart from a black pair of jeans the shirtless hunk looked forward away from the camera in a perfect pose that captured his fantastic body.
A number of images had been captured as Scott moved the final part of the days shoot into the indoor studio.
For this part Scott threw Michael a pair of white briefs he wanted the young hunk to wear, he readied the camera as his model changed behind a screen.
"Hey I look good don’t I, tell me I look good." Michael joked as he emerged from behind the screen dressed in only his white briefs.
'Down boy.' Scott thought to himself as his trouser snake grew hard before replying to Michael "Bro you look better than good. You look amazing." Scott couldn’t say anything else as he snapped the defined torso and hunky quads that stood before him.
The camera clicked away as Michael smiled and gave Scott a wink as he posed for the camera, the change of confidence within Michael in the last 24 hours was amazing to see as the nervous young man had turned into this stud that seemed to love the camera.
Scott let Michael look over the images he had captured before heading off to change for the night ahead.
A carnival was in the nearby town and Scott thought it would be a good idea to do something away from the house, Michael had agreed and the two prepared to leave.
Scott dressed in a tight t-shirt with a pair of jeans whilst Michael seemed to ooze sexiness no matter how he looked. His attire for the evening saw him don a light grey & blue top that clung tightly to his muscular frame, a smart pair of shorts that showed off his well shaven legs and a casual pair of flip flops.
The two bonded as they wandered through the carnival, Scott couldn’t help but notice that the girls attention was drawn towards the strapping stud.
An evening at the carnival was fun and Scott soon found himself on the end of some of Michael’s practical jokes. One of which saw the hunky Adonis climb on a statue of a gorilla, his hands clasped the gorilla's head as Michael's bare legs draped its shoulders. "Hey Scott, quick take a picture." Michael urged as he pulled a face and stuck his tongue out.
Not wanting to disappoint Scott obliged to Michael's request. Besides the chance to have a photo of the hot hunk genuinely having fun was one Scott could look back at when Michael was dead.
The guys laughed and joked as they headed home after what was a good night out for the two of them. With the night not being over yet a few games of pool were played over a couple of beers with Scott getting revenge for the defeat he suffered the night before.
Michael had been up before Scott the last two days and the killer was determined not to allow it a third time, he wanted to see the All American Guy in his morning glory at least once before he disposed of him, and today was to be that day. His knock on Michael's bedroom door was followed by a quick "come in" which Scott quickly obliged to.
Entering the room he saw that Michael lay on top of the bed in his underwear, looking sexy as hell his morning glory clearly evident from the thick bulge at the front.
"I just wanted to make sure you were up bright and early for today." Scott joked as he stood in the doorway "It's an important day for the shoot today, and I hope that’s not for me." He added before giving Michael a wink as he looked at his bulging manhood.
Michael laughed as he smiled at Scott "You wish Scott." He joked "But seriously you know how it is when you’re horny as hell, the beast just wants to explode. Anyway I can’t believe your up before me for a change. I'll get ready now."
Shutting the door Scott couldn’t believe what he had just seen, with the image of Michael still fresh in his head he ventured into the bathroom and wanked himself off as his house guest got dressed.
With the bags packed with things the two would needed the day began like the previous days, shooting began outside and saw Michael shirtless and wearing a pair of denim jeans. A number of shots were taken of the sexy model climbing over various items and machinery before eventually ending with Michael up against a wired face. He looked straight at the camera, his left arm by his side his right arm outstretched above his head in a position that showed off his bulging bicep.
The second part of the shoot saw Michael engage in a little bit of dress up as he was handed a straw cowboy hat and ran bandana which Scott placed around his neck. The thought of pulling the bandana tight there and then crossed Scott's mind but he decided to be patient, the time would come later that day.
Scott clicked away, catching numerous sexy shoots of Michael as a cowboy including a couple of provocative ones that saw him playing about with some cap guns, again Michael seemed a natural in front of the camera, a far cry away from the nervous stud who stood before him on the first day.
Scott's land bordered a large lake where the third part of the shoot would take place. This part of the shoot was to be one of the raunchiest as the young model changed into a pair of blue speedos.
Our killer struggled to compose himself at the sight of Michael in his speedos which left nothing to the imagination, the hot sun skipped off the hunks bronzed body whose torso looked absolutely amazing. Luscious thick pectoral muscles sat above a fantastic abdominal oblique decorated each side with incredible deep ridges of an Apollo’s belt.
The blue speedos sat above an incredible pair of legs, its fine material struggling to contain Michael's young manhood.
A skimpy pair of grey briefs was thrown to the Adonis to wear for the final part of the shoot which took place in the ruins of an abandoned out house. For this part of the shoot Scott focused on Michael's great muscle definition both on his upper body but also on his muscular legs, he especially focused on capturing the toned definition on his marvellous thighs.
The final part of the shoot saw the duo leave Scott's land and head to a local park, where Michael now changed into a casual pair of dark blue shorts. Scott was impressed with how they looked on the young hunk and suggested they use them in part of the portfolio. Thankfully the park was empty on their arrival which meant that the shoot could go ahead uninterrupted.
The shots of Michael in the casual shorts were some of Scott's favourites, they captured the model messing about on various items. A shot of Michael on a red fire truck impressed Scott the most, it captured his cheeky smile along with his perfect body with a silver crucifix dangling from his neck, however the part Scott liked most were Michael's smooth legs, this picture particularly captured the bulging calf muscle on the leg that was stood on the ground.
With the days shoot now over the two wandered back to Scott's car. Michael continued to turn heads during the short walk, in particular a gay couple walked towards them holding hands, the attention they paid to Michael was clearly evident to both photographer and model, Michael paused for a moment before turning to the couple "Hey guys, I can tell you like what you see. Take a picture if you want it lasts longer." Not needing to be told twice the couple took their phones out and snapped a selfie with the shirtless model. Scott couldn’t blame them as the sight of the shirtless strapping stud with his bulging pecs and fantastic abs were enough for anybody to sit up and take notice.
Michael's reaction to the couple hadn’t surprised Scott, the hunk had always been comfortable flaunting his body and little did he know he had just posed for his last pictures.
The two were sat in Scott's car, Michael had fastened himself into the seat belt as Scott made an excuse to climb into the back seat. He now positioned himself behind an unsuspecting Michael and pressed a stun gun into his neck. The plan worked perfectly and immobilised Michael which gave Scott the chance to throw the red bandana Michael had worn in the shoot earlier around his neck.
Scott pulled it tight and began to strangle his young guest who due to the actions of the stun gun could do little to fight back. That quickly changed when the effects of the weapon had worn off, Michael had no intention of succumbing that easily and now desperately thought for his life as he frantically tried to gasp for breath. His legs kicked the floor of the car as his hands tried to frenziedly grab out at his attacker.
The reality was the damage had been done and death was closing in on Michael, his struggles soon slowed as his body arched up as a final elongated gasp escaped his mouth and his arms dropped across his chest. Scott kept the ligature wrapped tightly around Michael's throat, he wanted to ensure that the young model was definitely dead and knew this was the case when the body finished its third death convulsion.
Scott climbed back into the front seat and looked down at the sexy model he had enjoyed spending the last few days with. With his manhood erect He had a little remorse at snuffing out Michael's young life as the aspirations that Michael said he had danced around his head. But Even in death Michael looked hot, his arms were draped across his lap and Scott wasted no time in snapping a picture of Michael.
The temptation was too much and Scott couldn’t help but grope the dead hunks pecs, he then squeezed Michael's bicep before running his hand up the inside of his smooth thigh. He held Michael's hand as the engine to the car was started up and apologised to his nee friend.
On arriving back at his house Michael's body was dragged up into Scott's bedroom and laid out on the bed. The blue shorts he wore in the shoot were removed as the killer climbed on top of Michael's body.
This was the moment he had been looking forward to the most, he placed his hands on Michael's shins and slowly rubbed them up the smooth muscular legs, he could feel the fine leg hairs on the thick thighs and upped the ante before moving onto the young models upper body. This time he moved his mouth towards the quads and carefully licked the huge slabs of meat with his tongue. A sexual euphoria came over him as moment continued and Scott didn’t want them to end. But he knew he'd be dining into the fine flesh soon enough.
Attention turned to the magnificent torso that lay before him and Scott quickly found himself tracing the outline of Michael's fine abs oblique before groping his sexy pecs, he playfully nibbled at the large muscles he'd longed to get his hands on for so long, before eventually pulling of his own shirt and guiding Michael's palms over his own muscular body.
A few more pictures were taken off Michael on the bed before his underwear was pulled off to reveal a fine piece of uncut manhood dangling below some neatly trimmed pubic hair. Scott fondled with Michael's cock before the urge to fuck the dead hunk grew too strong and within seconds he had lifted the models powerful legs and found himself pounding the dead stud. Scott's thrusts were hard and deep as he laughed to himself as he thought about the good ole straight southern boy fucking countless girls that and how he was now being fucked by a man.
Scott could sense his cock was about to explode and grabbed hold of Michael's broad shoulders and let out a yell of joy as he shot his load deep into the handsome hunk.
Exhausted and tired Scott cuddled up to the still warm body, he knew there would be time to deal with Michael's body but for now he wanted to enjoy some quality time with it. He draped his arm across Michael's chest and fell asleep as he spooned up to the muscular body.
Scott awoke the next morning, his arm still flayed across the dead models chest. Michael's vacant hazel eyes stared up into oblivion as the ligature mark around his neck was now more noticeable to all.
The plan had been to use Michael's body for meat but the killer had enjoyed the time with the body so much he wanted to do it again and again, besides as the eccentric lord back home had said
'Some male bodies just need to be displayed and admired' and Michael's body was definitely one of them. The freezer room had a number of spare meat hooks and one of them was now reserved for the dead model.
But before that Scott fondled and fucked the chiselled hunk one more time.
Three guys already hung from hooks in the room and Michael was about to take pride of place amongst them. Scott delicately placed the meat hook between Michael's shoulder blades, wiping away the blood that trickled from the wound he slowly hoisted the young hunk up. Within seconds he dangled in the air, his naked body swaying slowly from side to side. But Scott wanted to look forward undressing Michael each time and dressed the body in a tight pair of blue briefs.
The sight of Michael swaying in his briefs was enough for Scott to get hard and he looked forward to having a lot of fun with the hunk in the future.
Scott knew he couldn’t dwell in the past and had to turn his attention to the future, there were plenty more guys out there for him to kill and Michael was something he could now worship and play with any time he wanted.
For now he settled for a photo he had printed off and would keep in his wallet, this particular picture showed the All-American Boys handsome face, cheeky smile, broad shoulders and excellent pecs.