“We’ve got some more films to develop, if you want to.” Robert cheerily said to a dumbstruck Sam and then he turned and headed to the kitchen.
Sam shrugged and stood to get dressed again just as Anna walked in, smiling at her older friend and her eyes going down to look at his cock. He still wasn’t fully hard after having released a massive load earlier, but it stirred under her gaze and the foreskin rolled back a little as the head swelled. Anna smiled again as she watched him, walking forward slowly to stand sideways to him before flexing her toes and kissing him on the cheek. “So nice” was the quietest of whispers in his ear.
“Robert’s waiting for you in the kitchen” she said with the widest smile he had seen as she watched him pull up his trousers and then she pulled off her t-shirt, and kissed his cheek again, body pressed to him so her breasts flattened on his chest and turned to go out to lie in the last of the afternoon sun.
Sam stood by the balcony door and looked at her as she lay in just her shorts on the lounger, yes closed, but not fully. He slowly buttoned his shirt and zipped his trousers and blew her a kiss, which she returned instantly. Both smiled and he turned to go and see Robert and try not to think of how much he wanted to be the one underneath her open legs.
Robert had loaded the four remaining films into the tanks, two in each and had prepared the chemicals, He had expected Sam to stay looking at Anna for longer, so had readied himself to do the processing alone.
Sam studied the instructions and worked out the processing times, adjusting for the fact they had already used the chemicals a lot. Both men checked the temperature and Robert set the timer, ready for Sam to start pouring it onto the films.
They both stared at the negatives as they were unrolled after being rinsed, still marvelling at the images as they were revealed. Robert took them to the bathroom to join the others hanging to dry and Sam prepared to develop the last two rolls. They had both used the same film, so didn’t know which rolls were which, failing to mark them with the usual S or R. Sam was quite eager to see one particular photo.
Robert took over the processing as Sam went to look at the dried rolls, they would cut them and put them into protective sleeves once the final two rolls were done and Robert expected all but the last four to be ready. Sam studied them. There were the shots the two men had taken at the reserve, backlit nudes, the sun shining from behind a hard cock, a naked male, hard, the shadow cast across his belly. Other shots were of street scenes, or nature, marking which of them had shot it. Some were on the bigger medium format film, the images so clear and bright and Sam recognising Robert’s hard cock easily in some.
Sam was given the task of the final rinse of the films as Robert packed away the equipment not needed and readied the dried films to cut, sitting at the table with the scissors, face concentrated as he sliced the negatives to fit into the paper sleeves.
The timer beeped again and Sam raised the processing tank and turned it to empty the water. Both men felt an air of emptiness as all the films were done now, but there was still the anticipation of seeing if these last two were good. Both breathed in and exhaled deeply as the lid was snapped open, Robert hooking the centre spindle out with his finger to reveal the two spools loaded with film, shiny and glistening wet in the light, both full of clear black and white images.
Sam tidied up and offered to take the wet tanks out to the balcony to dry, making enough noise to alert Anna he was there and seeing her smile as he looked down at her breasts and the sleeping pink nipples, one stirring slightly under his gaze.