Scott woke up with sun-light streamin' through the bed-room windows... His cock was stiff, and the head of his cock was lyin' across his stomach, pointin' right up at his face... What had he been dreamin' about??? Scott knew it wouldn't take much for him to jack-off; hot, creamy jets of cum, shootin' all over his chest, the bed-sheets, the pillows, F**K, in his face, his hair, all over the head-board of the bed, maybe even splatterin' the bedroom wall!

But he didn't really want to make a mess of the bed, he wanted to save it for later. Scott had been thinkin' of something he had wanted to do for a while, and today was the day he was gonna' do it. He had just got back from workin' on a film. It wasn't a 'major-star' role, it was a bit-part in a war movie, and Scott was part of a platoon, who sacrifices his life, in order to save his fellow platoon mates, but his agent had seen some of the 'dailies', and told Scott that he was definitely NOT gonna' end up on the 'editing room floor'.... Scott's acting career looked good...

Scott never thought he'd be acting in pictures. How all of this started out was about 10 years ago, when Scott was in High-School and on the Swim Team. The Team had won some local meets, and had gone on to a 'major-in-state' swim meet, where they had done really well. Pictures had been taken, and Scott was in some of the pictures. A local 'talent-scout' from a modeling-agency had seen Scott's pictures, and had approached him about maybe working as a model. Scott's original thought was to say no, in his mind, 'modeling' was somethin' that was kinda' 'gay', and he didn't want to have anything to do with it. But the 'talent-scout' was persistent, and finally wore Scott down, tellin' him, "...just try it once, if you don't like it, I'll never bother you again." Of course when the 'talent-scout' told Scott how much money he could possibly make, it had something to do with Scott's decision, and he agreed to do a shoot.

Much to Scott's surprise, the 'shoot' went really well, everyone was very professional, there wasn't any 'monkey-business' goin' on, and he found himself actually enjoying the whole gig. And when he got a check in the mail a week later for a nice 4-figure amount, he was really happy that not only could he make some money, but he could help out his family as well.

So this was the beginning of Scott's 'modeling' career. Scott's friendly and 'easy-goin' manner, along with his professional attitude made him a favorite with the directors, photographers, and crews. The talent agency knew when they had a good thing, and made sure that everybody was happy. When Scott graduated from high-school, he was easily into the 6 figures for income.