Six Things Before Breakfast

by T.S.Severe

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual, TransGender, First, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Exhibitionism, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Fifteen year old Ashley is a sexy teen transsexual who loves to pose for the camera, but when Miles and his crew want her to try something new, something a little more adventurous than the young model is used to, Daddy has some big decisions to make.

Stage Daddy

"Oh, that's nice!" Marco smiled at me from behind his camera as Gary, the wardrobe guy, slipped the bathrobe off my shoulders.

Gary was a serious fag too, like a stereotype, and older the others. He was the only one there who wasn't interested in me, because I was mostly a girl and he only liked boys. He seemed to like my dad a lot, even though I told him Daddy wasn't queer. All the guys ignored him since they were pretty much only into girls, so Gary pouted a lot and sat in a corner reading magazines mostly, or doing his nails ... It was kinda funny. I never really liked draq queens either, they sorta weirded me out, you know?

"Are you okay, Ashley?" Daddy asked and I nodded.

"She's sweet, look at that!" Jake, the lighting guy, was smiling too.

"No doubt, bro," Mickey agreed and he was the assistant cameraman and video guy.

He and Jake were brothers. They were both tall men and in their early twenties, big with hard bodies and real muscles. Jake was the handsome one with his strong face, well defined and smooth. Bright hazel eyes, dark hair and a playful smile, he had a sexy curve to his lips and I bet his girlfriend was hot, whoever she was. Mickey was the cute one, a little softer in the chin and cheeks, with brown eyes and unruly hair that was longer than Jake's. Mickey was one of those outgoing guys who looked like he was going to start laughing any second and he made me feel warm all over, like he'd make a great teddy bear. It would be really hard to pick between the two brothers, if a girl absolutely had to.

"Like a thirteen year old girl," Miles, the owner of all this and the guy who was paying me to do what I was doing, was sitting in a chair, chain smoking cigarettes and nodding. He thought I was hot as hell, at least that's what he kept saying, and Miles wanted me. They all did, but I was sorta used to that.

That I was really a fifteen year old boy didn't seem to bother any of them, not even my dad, but why should it? I was wearing a bikini in a studio with a large canvas backdrop that was supposed to look like Miami Beach behind me. The lights were seriously bright. Hot too and I kind of winced as Jake turned them all on. At least there were a couple big electric fans blowing on me, so that was nice.

"Okay, everybody ready to do this thing?" Miles wondered, although his only real job was to sit there and watch.

"Okay Ashley, I'm gonna take some light readings," Marco was saying, holding a meter and moving me around.

"Let me get some video, here ... Hmmm ... Fuck, you're sweet, Ash," Mickey grinned at me. "Give me a smile, baby. A little wave too, huh?"

"Hi!" I smiled at the camera he was holding, shrugging my shoulders and wiggling my fingers. "I love you!"

"Heh!" Mickey laughed. "Tell us your name, honey."

"I'm Ashley!" I sighed, rolling my eyes a little. "I'm fifteen and I love the beach!"

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Jake called out with a chuckle.

"No," I gave the man a pout, "I'm shy."

"Right," Marco grinned at me, holding a meter next to my face.

"Jesus, you're a natural," Mickey sighed. "How long you been a girl, sweetheart?"

"Ummm ... Since I was about nine?" I shrugged, "That's when I did my first photo shoot as a girl."

"Okay, I'm about ready to burn some film here," Marco was saying. "Get a beach ball, a couple of them, Jake. What else ... The hula-hoop too, yeah..."

It was a pretty basic shoot for the first hour or so, just me playing like I was on a beach. Showing off my slender body, looking like a tomboy more than anything else. My hips were narrow, my body slender. Nice long legs though and a firm round butt. Small puffy breasts because I'd been taking hormones for nearly two years already. I couldn't get implants until I was sixteen, but Daddy had found a clinic to give me pills anyway, so that was cool. I didn't need big tits anyway, little ones were better. My hair was long and blonde, wavy like a golden mane around my pretty, heart-shaped face. Bright blue eyes and a wicked smile, like pouting and full of sexy promise. Some people thought I'd gotten my lips done, but I hadn't. They were bee stung all by themselves and it was really cool.

I was tan all over, except for my bikini tan lines, because I'd just spent two weeks in Hawaii and it was great! I'd had so much fun it was unreal and Daddy had totally spoiled me. I was paying for it though, with my money, and we both knew it. It was kind of funny and I didn't really understand, although he'd tried to explain it to me. I'd figured there were a million girl models out there already, so why would I want to be one more? But the funny thing is that there aren't very many pretty boys pretending to be girls, like only a couple of us, and I was the prettiest one of all. That made me worth a lot of money to men like Miles and he was here to make sure I was worth it.

Someday, I thought, I'd go back to being a boy. I kind of hoped so anyway, sometimes. Or maybe I just wanted to hope so, I wasn't sure. I didn't even know if I knew how to be a boy anymore, since I was a girl all the time. But now that I was fifteen already, I'd started thinking about stuff like sex a lot more. Before I was just a little girl, but now I was a teenager and growing up fast, except I didn't know if I was supposed to like girls or boys. It was kind of confusing sometimes.

I have to admit that I really did find guys totally attractive, some guys I mean, but probably every kid feels like that. And girls, well, I kinda liked looking at girls a lot too, but having sex with one? I wasn't too sure about that. It might feel sorta weird, you know? It was confusing, as I said, and kind of a secret. Like who was I gonna talk to about that stuff? My dad? He was the one who got me started, because he'd been an agent his whole life for other people and when he saw how pretty I was growing up to be, well, he became my agent too. I was a girl because that's where the money was, according to my dad. My sex life? He wouldn't have a clue!

"You looked good out there," Miles said with a smile and I was having a coke, taking a break.

"Thank you!" I flirted with him, just a little because he was the money man. Daddy had told me to be extra nice to Miles. I sat like a girl with my legs crossed high and tight, my arms together in front of my breasts, giving me just a bit more boobs to work with and he liked it.

Modeling isn't very much fun, except everyone thinks it is. Everyone thinks it's easy too. It isn't, believe me. I was getting about fifteen hundred dollars for that one day, but it was a twelve hour day easy and Miles was probably going to make like fifty times that off me. Seriously. He'd put my photosets and videos on his web sites, and who knows how many websites he had? More than four, I knew that, like really softcore teen model sites for guys into that stuff. He probably had other ones though, hardcore sites, you know? Miles sorta looked like that sorta guy. Anyway, after a year maybe, when they were old, he'd license my photos out for fees to other sites, and later, when they were really old, he'd sell the copyrights to someone else.

Fifteen hundred was getting me cheap, but the price was about to go up.

"You ever think about doing some nude stuff?" Miles asked me. "Full frontal?"

"Ummm..." I held my smile and blinked at him, " ... Daddy!"

I don't pretend to know all the legal mumbo-jumbo, nor did I pay a lot of attention to the pay schedule, whatever that was. My dad was taking care of it, that's all I knew. I'd done nudity before, but not very often and mostly just topless, or maybe showing off my butt. It didn't bother me a whole lot because I knew a lot of people liked to see pretty girls like me giving away their secrets. I even got fan mail, which was super sweet. Some of it was bad, I'm sure, but Daddy didn't let me see those. Just the ones from nice men who really wanted to love me. Some of them sent me pictures of their cocks, which was funny, but sorta sexy too and Daddy would laugh when I printed out my favorite ones and put them up in my bedroom. He was cool about that stuff anyway, which was way cool for me. I don't know why I did that, but I did. I just liked it.

"Hey, Ashley ... How are you doing over there?" Mickey was filming me with his camcorder while Daddy and Miles talked.

"I'm kinda tired," I giggled. "This is hard work!"

"I bet!" Mickey agreed. "You're making me hard just watching you!"

"Oh!" I covered my small round mouth and gasped.

"Wait a minute..." Mickey pretended like he hadn't meant that.

"Don't listen to him, Ash," Jake said as he walked past us. "You need a hard time, you just find me. I'll give you one!"

"Thanks!" I stuck my tongue out at him and then smiled at the video camera. "See what I have to put up with?"

"Show us your tits, Ash," Mickey prompted. "Come on, just a peek."

"Ohhhh..." I pursed my lips.

"Please? Pretty please?" Mickey sang softly. "With sugar on top?"

" ... Okay, but don't tell my Daddy I did this!" I said with a giggle.

"I won't!" he promised as I pulled the small yellow cups of my bikini aside, flashing my nipples at the camera for about three seconds and then covering them back up with a big smile and a lot of tongue.

"How's that, huh?" I bit my bottom lip. "You should see my nipples when they're hard!"

"God, what a tease," Mickey sighed, working the camera down my body and zooming in on my bikini bottoms. "What else you got for us?"

"Oh ... You mean down here?" I asked innocently, cupping my crotch in my hand, my cock and balls tucked safely away inside that small bikini.

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