If you’re someone who regularly sends me nudes then it is almost inevitable that I have, at some point, sent one back to you slightly edited. I can’t help myself; I can’t bear clutter in photos and if there’s anything in the frame that distracts me from the main attraction, I want it gone!
I’ll also sometimes just see an image that’s itching to get out of the original. That happened last week. I had a series of photos appear from American Chap, shot in the window of the hotel where he was staying. They were glorious and hot in their own right – I love how his legs create a frame within the frame and lead your eye to his cock. But almost immediately I saw the potential of a moodier image, one where the drama of the sky was accentuated.
Luckily he’s a laidback and accommodating sort who doesn’t mind at all when I start tinkering with a shot. And, like most men I am attracted to something of an exhibitionist so more than happy for me to share my efforts here.
As I was editing this I remembered a photo I shared here for him a few years back, one of his wife in a hotel window. I love how the photos echo each other. I’m happy that all these years on I’m still receiving a sequence of ones and zeros from him.