Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2012 22:08:25 -0400 From: Me Subject: Modeling for Money (Chapter 2) Mr. Willis managed to get Sam completely erect in just a matter of minutes and was looking for excuses to keep fondling his penis, but was quickly running low on them. "I'll need a volunteer," he offered to the class. All the girls raised their hands enthusiastically, especially Erica. "I think in the effort of being fair, let's have a boy volunteer this time. After all, we had a girl volunteer yesterday with the female model." Mr. Willis surveyed the class and not seeing any hands raised decided he needed to select a boy from the crowd. He had a few favorites, and was calculating who of them would be most amenable to the tasks he had planned. "Steve. How about you, please." Sam's eyes widened, but no larger than Steve's had. "Um, Mr. Willis, I don't really think I can do this." Sam wanted to speak up, but wasn't sure if it was his place to, or not. "Sure you can, Steve. It's just for a couple minutes. It'll be easy," countered Mr. Willis. "But Mr. Willis, I really can't. I mean, it's illegal, I think." "Surely, it's not, Steve. Please get up here now." Mr. Willis, not seeing what made Steve think it was illegal to work with a model was not about to relent. "But Mr. Willis, you don't understand. He's my brother," Sam finally interrupted. Mr. Willis was silenced. He wasn't sure what to do. But suddenly he was even more aroused. "All the more reason you should be the volunteer, actually," Mr. Willis quickly rebounded. "This will add a deeper level of understanding, for all of us, knowing you and Sam are genetically similar." Steve, dejected and incredibly uncomfortable, rose from his chair and ambled up to the front of the room where his brother stood, completely naked, and erect. "Please take hold of his penis and continue to stroke him so he remains erect," Mr. Willis instructed. Mr. Willis turned his attention to the class and continued to discuss anatomical details to which no one was absorbing. The whole class, boys and girls alike, were transfixed on the two brothers at the front of the room. One completely naked and the other stoking his cock. Suddenly, Phillip, one of the guys in Steve's grade, whom he despised, raised his hand. "Phillip, you have a question," implored Mr. Willis? "Yeah... I was just curious. I had heard once that penis size and shape is genetically linked. I mean, we have the perfect opportunity to prove that once and for all right now, don't we?" Mr. Willis was elated. He couldn't have planned this better himself. "Actually, Phillip, that is a brilliant question. And one that is heavily debated in scholarly circles." Steve, who thought he had reached an all new level of embarrassment, grew pale. He knew what was coming next. And Phillip, of course, Phillip. That asshole. He is doing this just to fuck with Steve. "Steve, please undress for us so we can scientifically evaluate Phillip's hypothesis." Mr. Willis gave Steve a knowing look. Steve wanted to object, and under any normal circumstances, he would have. He knew, however, what was going to come out of Mr. Willis' mouth next if he did. Steve wasn't doing well in school overall, but especially in science. He had begged Mr. Willis for some extra credit to help him get a passing grade and Mr. Willis was reluctant to give it to him, but instead, told him he would consider it and let him know what he could do when the time was right. Dejectedly, Steve released his brother's penis and pulled his t-shirt up and off. Catcalls shot out from the back of the class, to which Mr. Willis silenced and threatened detention. Steve couldn't believe he was doing this. Sam couldn't believe he was doing this either. Before ten minutes ago neither brother had even seen the other naked, now they were going to be naked and erect in front of a class full of kids. Steve was going to be naked in front of Erica! Then Steve dropped his jeans and quickly tugged his boxers off. He wasn't going to drag this out. It was inevitable. He had to get naked. "Well, from a quick survey, I would have to say that your hypothesis, Phillip, is correct. Steve's thick shaft was identical to Sam's. Color, shape and length mirrored what everyone had just seen a few minutes ago before Steve was stroked to erection. Mr. Willis moved over to Steve and took hold of his penis and began to stroke it like he had Sam's. "I think now would be a good time to get another volunteer up here to help us out now that we have 2 models to work with. Phillip, since you had the brilliant idea to incorporate Steve, why don't you help us?" Phillip was more than glad to tug on both their dicks, not only because he was attracted to both, but because he knew Steve would absolutely hate it too. Phillip walked up to the front of the class and, staring directly into Steve's eyes, wrapped his fingers around Steve's penis. Steve, seething with hatred, stood there as calmly as possible. The worst part about it was, despite his hatred of Phillip, his penis was betraying him and rising up almost as quickly as his brother's did. Phillip was really good at stroking penis. "Looks like Phillip was right, both boys have a hefty 7.5" penis," announced Mr. Willis. The sting of announcing just exactly how big his penis was to the class hurt particularly bad when he caught a few of the guys in the back snickering. Mr. Willis continued with his lecture and quickly approached the section about anal penetration. His favorite part. The second he mentioned anal penetration, all boys at the front of the class froze; Sam and Steve in fear, and Phillip in delight. "Sam, could you turn around and bend over against my desk, please," asked Mr. Willis. Sam complied. At this point there was no reason in being shy. Besides, he was confident if anything was going to be "penetrated" it would be nothing more than a finger. He'd handled much more than that just the other night, in fact. Mr. Willis prattled on about erogenous zones and the prostrate some more and even about hygiene. Then Sam heard the squirt of the lube and felt a cool finger run up along the crack in his butt. He was right, he was going to be fingered. Mr. Willis kneeled down so he was eye level with Sam's ass as he pushed his finger in, feeling the tightness of Sam's anal walls. "He's quite tight, as you would expect," he announced to the class. Another unnecessarily revealing detail. Mr. Willis, all too eager to take control again, sent Phillip back to his seat, but kept Steve, naked and still very much erect, standing in the front of the class to watch as he violated his older brother. "You know, some men even find genital/anal sexual contact quite enjoyable," Mr. Willis announced. Uh-oh. Sam's eyes widened. Steve's did too. "I think it would be a great opportunity for the class to see just what benefits can be gained from anal sex, actually. Steve, perhaps you'd be willing to come closer. I'd like you to enter your brother here with your erect penis." Steve's eyes could not have widened any further. He couldn't believe what he just heard. Phillip let out an involuntary laugh. Steve was going to have to fuck his brother. To be continued...