Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2012 07:45:31 -0400 (EDT) From: "cspearinca@optimum.net" Subject: Modeling for Money Sam knew this was some sort of nude modeling assignment, and he was comfortable with that, but the details his agent gave him were a little scarce. "Well it's a live model class, like you've done before. Basically." He had paused long enough that "basically" was it's own sentence. A life model drawing class at his old high school? His younger brother's current school? When did high school start using nude models? He only just graduated a year ago and he never got to do that! Sam, being 19, and a poor college student, but with exceptional looks and physique, took on part-time modeling as a way to earn some extra cash. At first he wouldn't pose nude, but quickly learned, the only way he was going to make any real money in this industry was to drop his briefs. So he did. Despite his worst fears, all experiences have been professional and, for the most part, comfortable. This assignment he was a little worried about. "Hi, I'm Sam, I'm here to see Mr. Willis?" He offered the secretary at the front desk. He knew her, having been a student at the same school for 4 years, but he couldn't place her name. She wasn't the usual secretary who sat in the main office. Mr. Willis was a name he didn't recognize at all. A new art teacher, he thought. "Oh great. Room B-320. Right up on the left." Room B-320? That wasn't the art hall. That was the science wing. That's odd. "Ok, thanks," he offered, turning his way to room B-320. Why in the world would I be modeling in the science wing? He couldn't make heads or tails of it. He knocked on the door, even though it was wide open. "Hi, I'm looking for Mr. Willis?" "I'm Mr. Willis, offered the 20-something gentleman with wireframe glasses and shaggy brown hair. Not a bad looking guy, Sam thought to himself. "Hi. I'm Sam. I'm supposed to be the model today?" "Oh great! You're right on time. Come on in!" Mr. Willis walked towards Sam, shook his hand and directed him to his office located just through the back of the room. "Class doesn't start for another 10 minutes so you can undress and relax in here." "Ok. Can I ask a question," Sam implored. "Oh, sure. What do you need?" "Um, this is a life drawing class right? This looks like a science lab?" "Oh. They didn't tell you, did they," returned Mr. Willis. "This is a human anatomy class. It's a new program we started this year, actually. I brought it with me from my previous school. We use actual models to demonstrate real-life anatomy and reflexes. It helps the students learn so much more and helps alleviate the stigma of the nude body. I thought for sure they'd have briefed you!" "Actually, no, they didn't." Sam was truly worried now. "Demonstrate real-life anatomy and reflexes"? Posing nude was always made a little easier because in the end, though completely exposed, there was no more attention paid to his penis, than to his elbow. This didn't sound like it was going to be the same scenario. "Oh dear. I hope that won't be a problem. We don't really have the time flexibility to reschedule or get someone else in time." No wanting to leave Mr. Willis in the lurch like this, and more importantly, not wanting to lose the unusually large paycheck that came with this assignment, Sam promised it would be ok and said he would do it regardless. 2 minutes later students started filing in and took their seats. Mr. Willis stepped out of his office, offered Sam a robe to wear as he waited and closed the door to let Sam undress privately. Kind of pointless to close the door, Sam thought, but didn't argue. "Ok class, as you know, today we're focusing on the male anatomy. You did wonderfully with the female model yesterday, and I appreciate and applaud your courteous manner and hope you can offer the same respect and patience to our male model today, Sam. Come on out, Sam" Sam cinched the robe closed and opened the door to head to the front of the class. All students' eyes were on him as he walked through the center aisle to the front desk, where Mr. Willis was resting. Including a very familiar pair of eyes: his younger brother's, Steve. Oh god, Sam thought to himself. Steve is here. Never did it even cross his mind that Steve would even be in this class. Since moving out and living on his college campus, even though in the same town, he and his brother, Steve, spoke less and less every week. No wonder he didn't know this was going to happen. He locked eyes with Steve who was clearly uncomfortable and shifting in his seat. Steve knew what was about to go down and wasn't sure he was prepared for it. Never mind that his friend, Erica, just behind him, who was going to experience it too. He knew she had admired Sam. She was going to know Sam in a way that she had yet to experience him. "Go ahead Sam, you can give me your robe." Sam untied the robe, slowly, dreading what was about to happen. He was used to the somewhat silent, audible gasps as people became aware of his penis, but he wasn't used to kids. God knows what they're going to do. Let alone his brother, who, as far as Sam knew, had never even seen his penis before. Sam was right. There was an audible gasp from every student in the room. Including Mr. Willis. Sam presented the class with his hefty, circumcised penis, trimmed pubes and clearly defined abs. Everyone started, especially his brother, Steve. Mr. Willis, realizing he couldn't relish in this moment and maintain control of the class jumped up and started discussing various organs and muscles involved in the male penis. Sam tuned out and was trying his best to get through this incredibly awkward experience. Then he felt a hand touch his shaft. Then it touched the head of his cock. And then his balls. This was completely new territory for Sam. He'd never had someone fondle his penis on an assignment like this. Being 19, and the fact that Mr. Willis was an incredibly attractive man, didn't help Sam stay calm in this state, either. And it didn't appear Mr. Willis was going to stop touching any time soon. Then it happened. Sam's penis started to thicken and rise up. Ever so slightly but it did not go unnoticed by Mr. Willis. "Oh, fantastic, Sam is responding to the stimulus and his penis is becoming engorged." Sam had never heard it announced in such an unsexy manner, but that didn't stop him from continuing to grow erect for everyone to see. Steve sat transfixed. He was still stunned that he was watching his own brother, completely naked, and now semi hard, in front of him, his friends and his hopeful girlfriend. He didn't know if he should be mad, envious, embarrassed or thrilled. He was an odd mixture of all 4 emotions, really. Mr. Willis, still as professional as ever, was beyond elated to have such an incredibly handsome boy this year with what was proving to be a thick, 8" penis. Secretly he enjoyed the male seminar much more than the female seminar. Fingering a girl to climax was never his idea of a good time, but stroking a boy's thick dick was right up his alley. To Be Continued...