Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2009 10:17:45 -0400 From: The Dip Subject: Classy Art This is a fictional story of boys coming of age, exploring and experiencing their newfound bodies, the increasing hormones racing through them, changing them into the adults these fantasies are intended for. If you are underage and are reading this on your Macbook under the covers of your bed, well shame on you, and don't get caught. If you like art, I hope you enjoy Brett's journey. It's a little different from my others, Challenged and Upper Balcony, and especially Choirboys in Transsexual/Teens. As usual, I appreciate your feedback, be it critique, compliment or suggestion, which in some cases I have considered and made changes or stories from. Enjoy! CLASSY ART Art! I loved art and my grade 8 art class was my favourite class! I liked to draw but I also liked photography so recently purchased a neat digital camera. The students were all from different classes, and as I was a little bit of a loner spent a lot of time by myself, but then one day a new boy came in and took the empty seat beside me. OMG! My heart skipped a beat when he looked at me and smiled warmly, his baby blue eyes sparkling, so cute... thump... thump... He extended his hand and we shook, his long fingers gripping firm "Hi, I'm Skylar!" "Pleased to meet you, I'm Brett," I almost stammered, giving him a warm smile back. He was a little taller than I was, but then I'm short for my age, and he had precisely styled black hair and those stunning baby blue eyes with long lashes. He was well-dressed in a collared shirt, sleeves rolled up, dress slacks and expensive loafers, no socks. We hit it off right from the start, having given each other the once over, and were soon sharing a lot about ourselves, like our art, interest in computers and types of music. I liked the way his long fingers waved when he spoke and the way he gave an idea some studied thought before he spoke. He was sketching as we spoke and at the end of the class handed me a sketch of myself that was just incredible, "Thank you Skylar! It's very lifelike but I think you made me look cuter than I am" He grinned slyly "oh no, I don't think so Brett, in fact I don't think it does you enough justice, `cause I think you are" and placed his hand on my forearm. Jeez.. I blushed bashfully and he gently squeezed my arm "I'll see you in class Friday!" My mind was reeling as I went home, had dinner and went upstairs to do my homework. I finished then stripped and lay down on the bed naked and started fondling myself, getting hard as I thought about him and started slowly stroking myself. I was an early bloomer. I had started to develop hairs and could masturbate before I was 12. My cock had reached 6 in. hard when I was 13 and kept on growing, but was embarrassed because the boys made fun of the hairs and the size of my dick in particular, since I was short and looked much younger. That's when I started to shave my pubes and armpits and I still liked that smooth feeling to this day. Also ever since I reached puberty I'd been checking out the other guys, and he was a dreamboat for sure. It didn't take long till I felt my load rising and I pressed my head back, dug my heels in and lifted my hips, experiencing that wonderful feeling as I pumped a stringer of fresh cum onto my stomach. I slumped back and ran my fingers around it and relaxed as my heart slowed down. My favourite sport, yaasss.. The next day languished interminably as I thought about Skylar throughout the day, and had another fantasy of him in bed that night and could hardly wait till tomorrow. My last class on Friday was art and the day dragged on again as I looked forward to seeing him and finally raced to the room and took my seat and waited anxiously. He sauntered in and was dressed in a polo shirt with matching dress shorts and I checked his crotch for swelling and could see a nice outline down the front as he wiggled his fingers when he saw me. He smiled as he sat down and said tenderly "Hi Brett! You're looking good today!" and dropped his eyes down for a quick glance at my crotch. Okay... "Well thank you, and you are too. I love your outfit!" (and what's in them) He blushed modestly and we started sketching and chatting away. He was surprised when I told him I was only 14, and he glanced down at the bulge down my pant leg, the bulge that I so carefully had to arrange every morning, and smiled. He, on the other hand was actually 15, but looked older. At the end of class he handed me another sketch, this time including my upper torso and arms with no shirt! I looked at him curiously and he chuckled, "Surprise! Artistic license! I let my imagination run wild, is it close?" I blushed slightly, "yeah, pretty well. Maybe a little better I think" "You know, I converted our downstairs room into a studio and I'd love you to see what you think of it", then put his fingers lightly on my forearm and smiled, "..and we can get to know each other better and it'll give me time to see how close I was. How about tomorrow morning? 10 o'clock, K?" That night I fantasized about Skylar in bed as I performed the nightly ritual on my rigid friend and fell asleep with his memory on my stomach. I rose in the morning, enjoyed servicing little Johnny again, showered and when I was drying myself, noticed the shadow of stubble on my pubes. That would never do, so I took my time and shaved myself clean including my armpits. 'That's better' I said to myself as I ran my hand over my smooth pubes and balls, admiring my job in the mirror. It took me a while to decide how to dress because Skylar always looked so smart, but then realized it was Saturday and hopefully he would be more casual, and besides I had nothing to match his outfits anyway. I picked out the red bikini briefs from my collection that I used to pose in when I took pictures of myself in the mirror with my new camera. Since he seemed interested in my package I chose my white shorts that were a little small on me and I struggled as I stuffed my dick in. I donned my white cutoff tank top that showed off my developing six pack nicely, then moussed my blond hair into spikes and posed in front of my full-length mirror again, liking how my white outfit showed off my dark tan so well. Man I looked hot! I hoped Skylar would like it and I patted my protuberance and said to myself `be patient johnny, I'm sure Skylar will be curious and your time will come'. I put on my Jordan Nikes and started to head out, my heart beating a little faster in anticipation. I stopped at the door, then went back and grabbed my digital camera. Don't leave home without it! His place was huge, two stories with tall pillars on either side of the door and a three car garage to the side. I pressed the doorbell and could hear it chime inside then the door swung open and a man in a black suit appeared. A butler? "You must be Master Brett, Master Skylar is expecting you, please enter" Wow! Did I feel important! He left and Skylar came trotting down the hall, wearing track pants with a slight bump in them, a tank top that showed off his slight build and he stopped abruptly when he saw me and his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. "Oh My God! I thought it was Brett but it's an Adonis! You look so hot, please come in and grace me with your presence," and he waved one arm towards the hall, crossed his other over his stomach and took a deep bow. Thank you. I was slightly embarrassed at first, then he broke out in laughter and put his hand on my shoulder and took me downstairs. I was glad he was casual with track pants but was hoping to see more of him. Oh well. He pressed some numbers on the keypad by the door and it opened and we went in and it closed silently behind us. His studio was fantastic! There was a large table, a couch and some chairs, a couple of easels, a raised platform about 10 inches high with several lights around it, a rack with a variety of clothes and lots of sundry materials around. The walls were covered in drawings and some photographs that were really good, and consisted mainly of portraits and poses. They were all boys in various costumes, and some were quite scanty. He smiled as I studied them. "You like?" he said in his soft voice. "Oh yes, they're awesome!" "They're all friends or people I know. That's why I would like to draw you, you are so good looking with a good build, model material with good posture, and have great facial features," and glanced down at my bulge and chuckled "As well as other great features. Would you like to pose rather than do a portrait?" I blushed, slightly embarrassed by his praise, but realized it meant spending a lot of time with him, so I replied "Oh yes, I'd love to. But I'd like to get some pictures of you with my digital camera, if that's OK?" "Deal!" he replied then pressed the button on the intercom "Rodney, would you please prepare a tray of coffee and those peanut butter cookies I like, I'll be right up thank you" He saw me looking at him curiously and grinned "he's our butler that met you at the door, he doesn't serve down here because nobody, but nobody comes in without me and that's why I lock the door. I even clean the place myself, if you can imagine!" He waved me over to the door with him and had me watch him punch in the code "when I tap the door, punch it in because my hands will be full. K?" I nodded and the door clicked behind him when it shut so I started wandering around studying the pictures. I opened a portfolio on the table and it was a bunch of figure studies, naked boys in various poses! They were really good and I slowly flipped through it, noting the different poses and props and especially the detail. I felt a little tingling in my Johnny as I leaned down for a closer look. They ranged in age from about 11 to 17 and their dicks were quite different in size and shape. The pucker on the end of the foreskins was quite detailed, the various shaped knobs were very lifelike with the shading giving them depth and a couple of older boys were very well hung. Even the wrinkles in their differing balls sacs were realistic! I heard a tap at the door and quickly closed the portfolio, my heart suddenly beating faster as I went to the door, punched the code in and it swung open. Skylar stepped in and it closed behind him as he set the coffee down and took a quick glance at the album on the table. OMG, I wondered if he noticed it had been opened. Maybe he set it up? Oh well, it did get my interest! He proceeded to set the lights up around the posing stand and arranged his easel and pencils. He went to the rack loaded with clothes and costumes and he pulled off a white collared shirt and gave it to me. "This will look better than a T-shirt in this sketch; you have a sophistication this will enhance. I love your gelled hair" he said as he plucked away at it. I pulled my T-shirt off and Skylar did a rapid assessment of my bare chest "oooo you have such a firm body, your bare stomach was just a tease" and traced his finger down my chest and stomach "and such a nice tan too on your smooth torso" I was glad I had shaved my armpits as I slid to my arms into the sleeves and started to do up the buttons. He stopped me when the top four were still undone and had me roll the sleeves up two turns and then plucked at my hair again. He was so close, I could smell some cologne and his sweet breath and noticed a slight mustache on his upper lip. He put a chair on the stand with the back facing the easel and had me sit on it, my legs spread with my elbow on the back, my arm up and my head against my arm. He adjusted my open shirt till my left tit showed and pulled the bottom over so just half of my bulge showed "we just want a little tease and I don't know if I have enough pencil to sketch the whole thing" and he giggled subtly. He started to sketch away "I love your green eyes, they look so good with your blond hair. Your skin color is great too with the tan you have, and I noticed when you had your shirt off you have nice muscular physique. Maybe we can get some poses that emphasize more of that cut body of yours?" Okay... He continued to sketch for a while then said he was finished and called me over. It was fantastic, in colour, and I looked really good, especially the way he treated my eyes and my bulge was a tease like he said. I was surprised it took over a ½ hour because it didn't seem that long. "It's getting warm in here, better turn on the AC" and went over to the thermostat and set it then turned and slid his tracks off, finally, and his silk soccer shorts had a nice swelling down his pant leg! I wasn't disappointed! He grabbed a post and put it in a hole in the stand and had me take off my shirt, throw it over my shoulder and lean against the post with my ankles crossed. I felt a little uncomfortable at first as he scanned my naked torso, but he smiled so I relaxed. I think he liked what he saw. It was a good pose and he studied me for a couple of minutes, then nonchalantly undid the top button of my cut offs. Oops! He pulled the zipper down a couple of inches till the waistband of my briefs showed. I thought I would die if I started to get hard, but decided to play it cool, like I do this every day, ya sure.. "I have to adjust that so you can't see your underwear. They're so nice too. You don't mind do you?" he said in a matter of fact way. I shook my head as my mouth went dry and looked down as his long fingers pulled my zipper to the bottom then pulled my waistband down so about 4 in. of bare pubes showed (thank God I shaved this morning), then did the zipper up about an inch. His fingertips on my bare pubes drove me crazy. My balls tingled. "There, that looks better, you're really sexy", then squeezed my bulge and chuckled, "and I guess that doesn't need adjusting, yet!" I blushed, hoping my slightly swollen cock wasn't too obvious and he started to sketch as we chatted. He took the sheet off for a new sheet then made an adjustment, sliding the zipper down so the base of my cock showed with the flaps spread. He ran his fingertips over my smooth pubes, "do you shave them?" he asked as he squeezed the base of my cock and I nodded, "kuhl, I do too". (that made me feel good, just as his fingers did) He unbuttoned my shirt and started sketching rapidly. He had me change my pose a couple times, each one getting a little more suggestive. I could feel myself starting to get harder, pushing out the bulge. Ooops.. After about three-quarters of an hour, he told me to relax as he headed up to grab some Cokes. I took the opportunity to go back and sneak a peek in the portfolio and look at more of the naked boys. A lot of them had boners! Different sizes and thicknesses, curved and straight, cut and uncut and in a couple of them they were holding each others' as they stared defiantly! Wow! I heard the touchpad beep and quickly closed the album as Skylar came in. Another ½ hour and he was finished. It was great, he had a nice little smirk on my face, my chest and arms were accentuated, the bulge down my leg bigger and well detailed (well I guess it was anyhow). He said he needed to take a break because his hand was tired from drawing. "How about me taking some pictures! You can relax while I shoot" He nodded and I fired my camera up, not bothering to zip up, kinda getting into it. I had him sit on the chair and spread his feet out so the shorts were tight on his long bulge, cross his arms and look to one side. Great shot, and I have him move around on the chair as I kept shooting, close up and distant. "I'm not used to posing myself, it's kind of fun!" I told him to take his T-shirt off and grab the post high and look over his arm. He had a little hair under his arms and he wasn't real thin, but rather slight, with smooth white skin. Another group of good shots. For a final pose, I had him hold one side of his shorts halfway down, put his open hand on his chest, his chin on his chest and look up with teasing eyes. Really suggestive, and I shot him from different angles. He almost squealed with delight when he looked at the pictures. The bulge down his pant leg was a little bigger too. "Oh, you're so good! You have such a good eye, especially working with someone as bad as me. And that naughty pose.. are you ready for a little risqué posing with that great body of yours too?" I nodded and followed him over to the rack and he searched and pulled out a handful of string and cloth and gave it to me and told me to put it on as he went back to setup the stand. I was more relaxed and little bolder, so I dropped my shorts and underwear and was figuring out how to put it on. "Oooo, nice set of buns!" I looked over my shoulder at him and grinned then wiggled my ass and ran my hand over it. The outfit was a posing pouch, made out of something like spandex and had a string down the back. I put it on and had a bit of trouble stuffing everything in, especially since I was getting hard. I was a little embarrassed as I was basically naked and I went out to the posing stand, my hands modestly dangling in front of my crotch. "Oh you look fabulous in them! They almost seem to be too small for such a big boy!" He ran his palm down the pouch then pulled the one side out and stuffed part of my bag back in. He had me do a classic pose and sketched away. Then he had me stretch out in the chair and turn sideways with one knee bent and my arms crossed on the back of the chair with my head on them. This obviously gave a good side view of the pouch with my shaft curving down under my balls. This took another half hour or so and the result was excellent. He did my physique justice and my side pose was so detailed you could see the outline of my shaft, knob and balls. I told him it was my turn with the camera and had him to put an outfit on for me. He routed through the clothes rack and dropped his shorts. He had nice tight white buns and I gave a little whistle and he nodded his head as he pulled up whatever he was going to wear. It was a yellow silk bikini, very shiny and rather than wearing his cock down, it went up to the left. God it looked like it was about 7 in. long with a distinctive knob on the end and a couple of big nuts held up in the silk. He walked up to me rubbing them. "I just got these, aren't they just gorgeous! They're real silk and they fit so nice and snug, feel them, see what you think. " The silk felt good, along with his soft nuts and his long solid shaft (I was pushing out my pouch pretty good too) and watched as he did a couple of poses, then grinned. Since he was thin, I didn't have him do any Greek poses, but rather more suggestive, like having him put one leg around the pole with his cock against it as he peeked around the post. He sat in the chair and I took some close-ups, making sure his bikini was in the foreground. I finished with him facing me, feet spread, looking over his left shoulder and his hand inside his bikini grabbing his cock. He squealed he was so delighted when he looked at them. "These are great! You make me look so sexy. I think you really are naughty. I have to go for an early dinner with my parents shortly, want to come back about seven and we can do some more and you can sleep over if you want" Wow! You gotta be kidding! I nodded in excitement and went over, and with a little trouble pushed my semi down my pant leg and put on my shirt and as he started pulling on his track pants, his cellphone rang. He flipped it open "Hello? Yes it is. Oh Sandy, good to hear from you! Yes. Yes okay, sure you can, he's quite welcome, that would be great! I'm just going to dinner, how be you come over about 7:00? Yeah sure, looking forward to it. Byses!" add the He shut the phone and closed his eyes dreamily then looked at to me "That was Sandy! Still my heart! He was supposed to come over tomorrow night for sittings but he can't make it so wanted to know if he can come over tonight instead and also bring a friend to watch! He's gorgeous, here I'll show you" I went over to the table with him and he opened aother portfolio and showed me a sketch of a boy about 13. He was lying on his side with his head propped up on his arm, one leg up showing his packed white bathing suit off well and a white collared shirt. He was beautiful, with long blond shoulder length hair, little turned up nose, long eyelashes and light blue eyes and his white suit and shirt emphasized his dark tan. Wow! Skylar flipped over to the next drawing and Sandy was leaning against the post, his arms and ankles crossed, and he has naked! His thick cock looked about 5 inches long with a foreskin that just covered the tip. Skylar was looking at me for a reaction. And he got it. "He's beautiful; you did such a good job! Is that what he really looks like?" "Oh yes, even better in full color and warm skin! Maybe you could take some pictures of him? He's bringing his best friend to watch too, and he's hoping he might pose with him. Cool eh?" (Another tingle in my balls) He smiled at me shrewdly then stepped up and ran his palm down my swelling bulge "and maybe we can get you to pose with them big boy!" then gave it a squeeze. OMG! He picked up the Coke cans, turned off the lights, and led me upstairs as Rodney appeared out of nowhere and opened the door for us. I stepped outside and looked back and he grinned deviously as he ran his hand down the lump in his tracks "I'm looking forward to tonight, big boy!" and blew me a kiss. Jeez! I hurried home to load the pictures on my computer, horny as hell. They turned out really good. Skylar's blue eyes so intense and his body so smooth and you could almost see his cock through the bikinis. He really turned me on. I manipulated them in Photoshop till they looked good, then used my color laser printer to print four of them on 8 by 11 shiny stock so they looked like real photos. I had a quick bite to eat, fighting the urge to whack off, wanting to save it up in case something happens, hopefully. I threw some things in my backpack, made sure my camera was charged and put it in then waited impatiently till it was time to go over to Skylar's for some classy art. To be continued..