A picture can say a thousand words (Toni)

[PHILLIP RAMSEY MULLINS]

Phillip walked onto the stage towards a seat that was in the middle and a background behind it. He checked everything then walked back down towards the camera stuff that was in the box. He had agreeded to take photos of each student for the school's annual student photo week, something he had asked personally to the main person responsible for Stanfield. Though its not like a normal one. Since these are kids in an asylum, the pictures won't be in a year book instead it'd be this-one copy goes to the student while one goes in their files, and another is sent out to the parents. That way the parents would have a photo of their kid. The adminstrative liked it and so, Phillip, since he was the teacher of photography was invited to take the pictures.

It was an hour later that he finally was up to the last student before the stuff would be packed away. The last one was Toni, who was of course known as the school's male whore. To Phillip he was also one of the best students he had in his class. However, he didn't know who the kid really was, its just that the kid was good in class. He watched as the kid sat in the back then gestured towards the seat. "Toni, you're up, and the last one to get the photo done," he said to the kid as he readied himself to snap the photo. He stood behind the camera, one hand on the button, the other on the stand itself. He leaned in to look through the peakhole, just to see how the picture was going to be then stood upright, still waiting for the kid to take the seat.

"Come on just only one shoot and then boom its done you can leave," he said to Toni. "I won't bite." With that he grinned, though it was in a jokily way. Knowing this kid he'd probably take it the other way. Well, that can't be bad can it? After all, Phillip IS bi-curious. And this kid well everyone know who this kid is. He hoped he won't get sliced up for saying that, since there are some that randomly attacks someone for every wrong little word that was said, he remembered one incident where when the kid was commented how nice their hair looked, the kid grabbed a razor and sliced the person who gave the comment's neck open. The kid survived but had to get stitches at the neck cause of how big the gash was.

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Toni was actually a rather gentle natured person. Sure he loved it when people hurt him, but he himself disliked hurting others. Somehow, it didn't feel right being in control of another person. Toni knew he was completely submissive. Though, it was rare for him to do exactly as he was told out of bed. Toni, over all, was a very happy young man who enjoyed being around the male population of the asylum. It was rare for him to attend any lessons that required him to focus on written tasks, though he did choose to attend some.

One such lesson was photography. It didn't interest him really, but his older sister was a keen photographer so he guessed it was just something that reminded him of home. Now, apparently, there was going to be a sort of yearbook thing made. In all honesty, he wasn't looking forward to it, but whatever. It would let his family know he was alive since he tended not to write letters. Besides, it also gave him a checklist of sorts of his many masters.

The thought made him chuckle as he used his sleeve to wipe his face clean. What? He'd been sat at the very back with a group of boys, what else was he meant to do? Besides, they were more than eager for his 'perfect' mouth. Being who he was, Toni didn't complain about his little snack and remained in his blissful daze until he heard Phillip address him. He quirked a brow and looked to the man before standing and slowly making his way down to the front, priding himself in the neatness of his attire despite his previous activities. The only difference? The hood of his jacket was now up.

"I'd love it if you did bite me Phillip." He grinned before winking at the man as he passed, moving to sit on the chair. Antonio always addressed the staff by the first name - unless they'd already fucked or punished him of course. Calmly he sat and looked at the camera, waiting for his photo to be taken. He chose not to do any sensual poses, out of due fact that even the girls would see this. Girls were the one thing he truely hated. Remember, hate is different to fear. Besides, he had a valid reason to hate girls.

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[PHILLIP RAMSEY MULLINS]

Phillip looked over the camera one more time while he still waited patiently for the last person, Toni, to head up. Once the kid would be done, so would he. And a nice glass of iced tea sounds really good right about now. He had a heck of a day. He felt like rolling his eyes but didn't want the kid to see it, since he didn't want him to think he is annoyed by it. "Really now?" was all he asked. He wasn't annoyed by it though to be honest its just he usually hears it from the girls not the guys. But oh well is that all part of being bisexual? When you know someone is flirting? Was that even a flirt? The kid winked at him, too. Maybe that was flirting.

He smiled now and winked back. Ah he's now getting it. "Cute though okay just sit still. You can smile in it after all you're getting yourself a copy too. In fact its all part of the package. The first one is for the yearbook and your parents, the second is for you so you can pose any pose you like." Good going Phillip now the kid might undress in front of you he thought to himself but heck he was being honest. It is. All of the kids had that. He didn't like almost all of them but some other poses, like you know princess type, was okay. In fact there were some crazy ones, ones that shows how crazy the kids could be. But that's before the first shot.

That particular first shot would be the shot for the yearbook and ect., and the second, the free for all, fits the name of it. See, the second shot is for the person themselves. For example, one kid had put rock n roll symbols with their hands and their tongue sticking out and another had flashed a blade while licking the non sharp part. And another well its a couple-was kissing right there while the male was groping the female's breast. So if the kid wants to pull a provacative one then go ahead. Its going to be the kid's own. "Okay here we go." With a flash the first picture was taken. "Alright Toni, loosen up for this one this is for you so you can do any type of pose you like. Be yourself," he now answered while he round up the camera ready for the second and final shot. "Afterwards, we'd be done. Okay, ready when you are." He looked over at him, waiting for the kid to begin his second pose.

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Antonio was mildly curious as to why he was the last one, at least at first he was until he remembered it wasn't done alphabetically, to get his photo taken, though he didn't let it bother him. Instead, he ruffled his hand through his head as he almost glided down to the front, whipping at his face with his hands so it would be clean for the photo, almost as though he imagined that there was still some of the pearl white fluids on his face off the other boys. He didn't want bother off his parents.

Calmly he flounced past Phillip and sat on the seat the other wanted him on. Today he felt like following the other's commands, for they were so in his mind. Looking back at the cameraman he grinned at the returned wink before shifting himself into a perfectly sane position, his features relaxed. He quirked a brow at what the man said before chuckling and smiling for him, his eyes focused upon the camera. Ah, so there would be two poses, brilliant. And, he had the perfect idea for his second pose. He giggled to himself. He combed his fingers once through his hair before setting his hands onto his lap as he made the easy task of looking normal.

He sat perfectly still until the first picture was taken before he stood with ease and stretched up once, his body stiff from the stillness. "Be myself? But then, I will need something from you~

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[PHILLIP RAMSEY MULLINS]

Phillip had just done taking the first picture, when suddenly, his subject stripped right in front of him. He had stripped down to his black boy-briefs, and was on his hands and knees crawling to him and purred at him. Phillip was unsure what to say or heck what to do, since he never had seen anyone doing this. "So what is your idea for your second pose?" he asked, before of course the kid started to crawl towards him. There was something else he was wondering as well. Phillip cleared his throat before he got the camera ready for the second pose.

"Um okay, so, what do you have in mind?" he asked, waiting to see what it was. The boy was crawling to him with even lust in his eyes. Considering the boy was handsome, he didn't mind of that since he was curious about what it was like, but it was kind of strange that boom instantly he'd do it. He wondered if the boy was always like that, since there are kids here with different problems from one that sees imaginary horses, to kids that had to be in a muzzle like Hannibal Lecter and in a stray jacket as well. He even met one kid who eats nothing but chalk. Name it he eats it.

So maybe this kid had a sexual problem? He wasn't sure. But well since the kid was now coming towards him, he stood where he was. He wasn't upset when asking him that question, it was out of curiousity even of seeing what he had in mind. This was in fact something new to Phillip really. He pulled away from the camera and walked up to him but stopped just three inches away that way when the kid wants to pull up to him, he can.

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Antonio Romano Rodriguez Montague. Everyone knew him. His reputation was famous. He loved it. He basked in the attention of others. To him, the sort of attention he receieved was better than love, he couldn't understand why Zacarias hated him getting it so much. Toni felt like it was better than that love crap that his twin prattled on about. He didn't need to love to be happy. He was happy right now. Without love.

On his knees was where he belonged, he was sure of it. He giggled to himself as he stopped right in front of Phillip on his knees. His eyes flickered around them both, checking to make sure they truely were alone - though he would have done this even if they weren't - before he tilted his head up to look at Phillip. Without a word he reached to the mans crotch, gently kneading it through the other's clothes."Master, I want to suck you~" he purred, leaning to kiss the front of the photographer's pants.

"I want to taste you, I want to feel you~" he added, his fingers making quick work of unfastening Phillip's pants. Once the button was unfastened and the zip down, he shifted his position again and leant forward, running his tongue up the other's covered flesh. Or, it would be covered if Phillip was wearing boxers. He wondered if the other would comply and allow him the taste of male flesh for what could be no less than the sixth time that day.

Many believed now that Toni was an undiagnosed sex addict, though doctors weren't willing to put that to the test. After all, Toni's parents didn't know he was having sex. They knew what Toni himself had forgotten, but not of the boys acts over the years. They'd sent him here because he'd almost died, not because he was completely off his nut. Though, people here knew just how bad he really was. The cheap little whore. If it had a cock, he wanted it. This would be a perfect way to advertise that want.

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