Date: Mon, 3 Apr 2017 02:33:42 +0000 (UTC) From: Bryan Johnson Subject: Sketches part 3 I enjoyed the comments on pt. 2. It really encourages me to write more. Your comments are welcome and I will reply. Remember, the only way we keep this great website is if we donate to it, so skip the Latte tomorrow and donate the money to Nifty! Sketches, Part 3 David wanted me there on Saturday and I was not going to turn down the session. It wasn't the money either. It wasn't sex, David said no sex (with him) when I was modeling, and I believed him. It was the way he looked at me. I don't know how to describe it, I just totally got off on the way he looked at me. It made me feel so, I don't know, grown up and male and...strong. I didn't feel strong often. I really wanted that feeling again. So at 10:00 sharp, I was knocking on David's door, still sweaty from my bike ride (like he'd asked me to be). Loose yellow A-shirt, green, nylon running shorts and green Vans (we didn't wear helmets in those days). With red hair and green eyes, you wear a lot of yellow and green. David was wearing a really loose royal blue polo shirt and oversized, white slacks. There was no way to really judge what kind of body was under there, but he obviously was fit. "Hey, Sean, I never did give you that 50 cent tour last week. I'll show you around." Well, actually, I couldn't care less about a house tour, but, hey, this was getting to know each other time. All I really remembered later was that he had a massive bedroom with a king sized bed and its' own awesome bathroom, two guest bedrooms with queen beds and there was an actual pool house next to the pool. As we walked back to the studio, David said, "There are a couple of friends stopping by this afternoon. They have keys to the garden gate and pool house. They won't come into the house unless the sliding door is opened, and they can't see into the house because all the windows are tinted." "They have keys?" "To the garden gate and the pool house. Several of my friends do, no sense to let the pool go unused because I'm busy." David wrapped a loose smock around and tied it at the waist. He asked me to wheel my bike into the studio and sit on it, like I had just stopped riding and was going to talk to him. He positioned my hips pointing a little more towards him, and moved my arms and legs around a bit. "No, this isn't going to work. Sean, those shorts still have the panties in them, don't they? It ruins the line of you cock" `Yes Mr. Boyd," I said reddening slightly. `If I take them out my junk falls out when I'm pedaling." "Okay, let's see." He went to a dresser in the corner and fished around for a bit. "Try these. You can change behind the screen." I grabbed the shorts. They were too big, of course, but the same style I was wearing except the panties had been cut out. I actually started for the screen, then I stopped and chuckled a bit. "What's funny?" "Mr. Boyd," I laughed. "You sucked me off two nights ago. I think the modesty boat has already sailed!" He laughed as I skinned my shorts down. I stood up straight and fluffed my junk a bit. David looked at me and smiled. He looked at me with admiration and I felt my meat thicken. I pulled up the shorts he'd given me. Then David came up and used a clip clothes pin to tighten the waist. He put me in the position he wanted, and told me to look at the chair he used. As I did, he knelt in front of me and pulled the front of the shorts down to expose the top of my pubic hair. He carefully arranged the folds in the thin nylon. Finally, he reached up the leg of my shorts and shifted my meat from hanging down my left leg to my right. He didn't `cop a feel' he just moved my dick like it was part of the jogging shorts. I looked down at him, kneeling between my legs, his mouth close enough to my crotch that I could feel his breath on my leg...and all his careful clothing arranging disappeared as I rose to full mast in about 3 seconds! He jerked back a bit, then looked up at me and laughed. "I'm sorry Mr. Boyd, I couldn't help it!" "That's alright, Sean," he said, still chuckling. "In a couple of years you'll be able to control that bad boy a bit better. And for the last time, as you mentioned a bit ago, I gave you your first blow job two nights ago. Call me David. I still remember how your cum tastes. Oh, and by the way, don't eat asparagus if you're planning on oral sex that day At first I was totally mortified. Then I saw how widely Mr...David was grinning. I started laughing so hard I almost fell over. "Will do, David!" We settled in for the session. David did a series of four quick poses, each about 15 minutes long. The first two, I was rock hard, the third pose, I had softened. For the fourth, pose, he had me take off the shorts (I only chubbed up a bit) and sat in a chair, holding a glass of wine. We broke for about half an hour, David talking to me about the lessons we were going to start on Wednesday. It was only when we started the second part of the session that I realized I was still naked, and finally, totally soft. Even though David was fully clothed, I just felt comfortable we my being naked. The second part of the session was about the same, just longer poses Just as David was finishing the last pose, I saw two guys in the back yard with a big cooler. One was tall, about 6'2" with really dark, maybe black hair and one was a little taller than me, about 5'8" with blond hair. They were both older than me, maybe in their late 20's. They just were wearing shorts with no shirts and each was kind of muscular. "Let's go out and meet the guys," David said, they're Steve and Jerry. Jerry's the tall one." I pulled on my shorts (the ones with the panties). As we walked out, Steve was pulling a couple of beers out of the cooler. "Hey Jerry, we have company." David quickly introduced the three of us. Jerry pulled out two more beers. I started looking over Steve as he happily let his eyes roam over me. He was just a few inches taller than me, with blond, wavy hair with deep blue eyes. His body was almost hairless, just a bit in the pits. It looked like he didn't shave very often (like me). I loved his body right off. Although his face said late 20's his body said 18. Fit, but no muscles to speak of. He looked like some of the guys who ran track, except he didn't have the thick quads, but his butt was beautifully shaped, a true bubble butt. His nips were a bit pointy, and I wondered what it would be like to play with them. I really wanted to know what was in those shorts! "Wow! A real ginger," Steve chortled in his sexy tenor as he shook my hand, "I love gingers!" "Dude," Jerry laughed in a warm baritone, "You love anyone with a dick you haven't sucked yet." As he stepped forward to shake my hand I gave him the once over. Quite a bit taller than me at about 6'2", he had a beautifully hairy chest and a great treasure trail leading into his shorts. He was heavily muscled and deeply tanned. He obviously hadn't shaved in a few days. I started thinking how that hairy chest might feel on my smooth pecs. Jerry let go of my hand and wrapped David in a bear hug. "David, you dog you! Where do you get all these beautiful men," Jerry laughed. "K-Mart." Jerry handed each of us a beer, and we sat down to chat. Jerry and Steve were both fun guys. I told them all about my high school and being a closeted gay athlete. I could see Steve was staring at my crotch, and I felt myself chubbing up under his gaze. What I really wanted was to see was the new meat. As I thought about that. I realized I'd never seen David's dick either, and he'd blown me! So what could I do to get something started? "We've got to go to the bars together! We're the perfect team," Jerry laughed. "Blond, brunet and red head." "Yeah," Steve interjected, "small," pointing at me, "Medium," pointing at himself, "and large," pointing at Jerry! Bingo! "Hey guys," skinning down my jogging shorts, "I am NOT small!" Pointing to my half chubbed dick. "Whoa!" Jerry said. "That is definitely not small! You're almost as big as we are!" "Almost?! Prove it!" Steve and Jerry looked at each other for a second, then skinned down their shorts and their half-hard dicks popped out We were really close to the same size, but both of them were cut. Steve's dick was thick with a big head. It hung down over his balls and waved like the tail on a dog. "We have to be all soft or all hard. It's the only way to tell," Steve said. And immediately started massaging his rapidly growing meat. Paul walked back to the house and a small part of my mind was concerned that he might be upset. Most of my mind, however, was involved with the two hot studs in front of my jacking their really generous sized pricks. I, of course was dividing my attention between Steve and Jerrys'' awesome pricks. Two totally different studs with two totally different dicks whacking off for me. Of course, I was the center of their attention and it was getting me really hard, really fast and I was totally enjoying it as I worked myself into full hard. Just then, David showed up and with a smile, handed Jerry a tailor's tape measure. "Only way to be sure!" Steve knelt in front of me and put the tape on the grass. He put his palms on either side of my horn and rolled it a little. His fingers stretched my foreskin over the head of my prick. He looked up at me and smiled, slowly licking his lips. I was going nuts from wanting to feel his lips on my meat. I reached out running my fingers through his hair and started pulling his head towards my crotch and... "Steve, are you really going to suck off my model before you've even feed him? Yikes! I'd forgotten David was even there! "I'm so sorry David! I just got distracted. I'll..." "Relax Sean. I'm not upset," he was smiling, "and I don't blame you! Steve's distracted me a time or two, right Jerry?" "Why I declare Mr. Boyd," Steve said in an awful southern accent, "you say the nicest things" "But first, you guys need to settle the question," David said. "Finish the measurements!" "No," Jerry laughed. "We need an independent judge. You do the honors!" David knelt, the only one of us still fully clothed, and picked up the tape He cupped my balls, gently, brushing my taint. It felt wonderful. He pressed the end of the tape into my body and pressed my meat up along the top length. At the very tip, there was a drop of precum. David looked at the tape, called out the result, and then wiped the precum off my dick with his thumb. He pressed his thumb and forefinger together and looked at the thread my precum formed as he separated them. "Nice." Jerry was next, David handling his meat like it was a precious object. He measured, then told us all the results. He kissed the tip, and I saw his tongue wipe across the tip. "Hey Jerry," David murmured, "its' been too long." Then he moved on to Steve. Steve walked forward and pushed his hips into Davids' face. David, still on his knees, smiled up at Steve, grabbed his meat and started the measurement. "Come on, David," Steve said. "Suck it! You know you want it." "Maybe later, Steve." Actually, there was only about a half inch difference between the three of us, though Steve was much thicker. "Now it's your turn, David," as Steve tackled David. He grabbed David's belt buckle and had it open and was unsnapping his shorts almost before David realized what was happening. Steve was skinning down David's pants, and both of them were laughing. David was struggling, but it didn't seem like he was fighting all that hard. Speaking of hard, I was like a rock. I'd blown Eric in front of David, and David had given me my first BJ, but I'd never seen his meat. Jerry grabbed his hands, and Steve continued pulling off the pants. I was both curious and really excited as I saw David's underwear covered hard meat exposed. Steve threw Davids' pants to the side and grabbed the sides of his boxers and slowly pulled them down as David continued his laughing struggles. I saw his neatly trimmed pubes first, dark and sexy. The elastic of his boxers pulled his dick down and down, until it leaped out of the restraint and slapped onto his flat, taut belly. David was easily the biggest of the four of us by a good inch. Thick, cut with a large acorn shaped head. The shaft was ivory, with a thick blue vein running down each side. His skin was pale and he was thinner than I had expected. He was lightly muscled, and I could see the slight definition of a six pack. There was just a light dusting of hair under his arms and a barely visible treasure trail leading down from his belly button to his trimmed. Soft looking bush. Steve pulled Davids' boxers down to just above his knees, then he kneeled on them, trapping his legs, then leaned over and swallowed David's meat like it was a sword. From the side, I could see the muscles of Steves' throat move like they were swallowing and I knew he was deep throating David's meat. All the tension in Davids' body left like air out of a balloon. He sighed and reached down to run his fingers through Steves' hair. Jerry released his hands and kneeled, walking forward on his knees, pulling Davids' torso up so his head rested in his crotch. David released one hand from Steves' hair and caressed Jerrys' hard dick, rubbing it on his cheek. What I really wanted to do at that point was to take Jerrys' erection in my mouth and suck it and kiss David. Unfortunately, I knew I'd kill the mood. David didn't want to play with me when I modeled, and I was learning enough about him to know he didn't make exceptions. I stepped back, and slowly masturbated watching the unbelievable sexy scene. David, Pants and boxers down around his knees, still wearing his polo shirt and sandals, his meat disappearing down Steves' throat as he rubbed, kissed and caressed Jerrys' throbbing cock. "Sean," Jerry growled, "don't cum. I promise we'll make it worth your while in a bit." Okay, not quite 16, I'd never heard of `edging'. My usual technique was to `go for the gold'. But the promise in Jerrys' voice, convinced me to do as he said, and I backed off. Barely. David was whimpering and telling Steve how great his mouth was and the massive amount of cream he was going to give him any second. I could see he was building for a climax. His nutsack was drawing up to the base of his meat. Jerry immediately pulled his mouth off Davids' rod. David was still begging for Steve to continue sucking him, when Steve shouted, "On your knees, Now!" David flipped over onto his knees, which put him face down in Jerrys' lap. He used one hand on Jerrys thigh to support himself, and the other to grab the base of Jerry's dick to pull it away from his stomach. From the side, I could see his tongue come out and start licking Jerrys' knob. He licked it, he sucked the head, he tried to bury his tongue in Jerrys' piss slit. Jerry was muttering a stream of nonsense, deep in his throat. All I could make out was individual words. "Deeper...fuck...suck...harder...god..." Then he grasped the sides of Davids' head and pushed his meat deep into Davids' throat. And David went a little wild bobbing up and down on Jerrys' hard meat, obviously going all the way down until his nose was buried into his bushy, black pubes. Steve wasn't waiting around. He had pushed Davids' knees forward until his butt was sticking out, then he used his hands to separate Davids' muscular cheeks. He stuck his tongue out and flattened it. Starting at Davids' taint, he lapped, long and slow, sliding between the cheeks and over Davids' rosebud. I'd never heard, or even thought about rimming before, but watching Davids' body convulse every time Steves' tongue connected with the center of his being, the pleasure it was giving David...the sheer naughtiness of the action...I wanted to do it to someone...I wanted someone to do it to ME! David obviously was vocalizing, but with his mouth full of Jerrys' meat and stretched to take it all in, all that came out were sexy grunts. By now, David was supporting himself on Jerrys' thighs and Jerry had hold of his head and thrusting his meat up into Davids' willing mouth. Steve pulled his head way from Davids' butt, used his hands to spread its cheeks and made his tongue into a little point, then stuck it into Davids' butt, his mouth and nose buried in Davids' center. I heard a loud, muffled noise from David, and he went a little nuts. His head was thrusting down on Jerrys' rod as his butt thrusted back onto Steves' face. From the side, I could see his nuts drawing up. I had to take my hands away from my horn, I was so close to the point of no return, when Steve pulled his head away from Davids' butt, flipped over to his back and slid between David's knees. Steve swallowed Davids' meat in one swoop and wrapped his hand around his balls. He massaged them as David wildly fucked his mouth. Suddenly, Jerry let out a wordless bellow and I saw Davids' throat convulsing and then cum oozing out of the sides of his mouth. With Jerrys' throbbing dick deep in his throat, David let out a muffed scream, his body convulsed and I could tell he was pouring his cum Down Steves' throat. Steves' head was unmoving on Davids' cock, just his throat moving as he drank Davids' juice. Then suddenly he groaned around Davids' prick, Steves' hips arched up and his dick erupted a fountain of cum. The first spurt hit Davids' balls, the second arched over and his the middle of Davids' back, the next two his Davids' crack and drooled over his glistening butthole. Steve dropped his head to the grass and sighed. Jerry, David and Steve were panting. I could see the sheen of sweat on their bodies. I saw a string of Steves' cum drip off Davids' balls hang there for a second, and Steve moved to catch it in midair, then lick his cum off Davids' balls. I think I was in shock. I never realized the animal abandon that could be shown in sex. It was scary. I so wanted to experience it. Steve raised his head and smiled at me. "Anybody up for lunch?" Cont. Hope you liked it! Love hearing your comments, Bryan at Redbj@att.net. This part is dedicated to Steve..me Steve.