Date: Mon, 5 Feb 2018 22:14:58 +0000
From: John Mack <icarusjohn@hotmail.com>
Subject: Modelling Experiences

Posing – fifty years ago.

My university mate, Gary, was always looking for ways to make some money
and he had several different jobs that helped him along. As my parents
allowance was more generous I did not need regular work while studying, but
occasionally did some work if it appealed, or, on this occasion, when Gary
needed a hand.

One of Gary's regular jobs was to pose for an evening life class at one of
the local art schools. As he said it was not as easy as you might think and
took some strength to stand still, sometimes in difficult poses, for long
periods of time. Of course, in the late 1960s male models had to wear
briefs or a posing pouch, only women were allowed to model totally
naked. As Gary liked showing off his body it was a great job for him, and
for posing in his briefs for two hours one night a week he made good
money. However, one week he had stuffed-up his timetable and needed to do
some bar work, his other part-time job. He asked me if I could fill-in for
him, for just one night. After some discussion about what I would need to
do and that I could wear briefs I agreed. Gary even gave me a lesson in
posing, but it predictably ended in us both naked and having a good time on
the floor of his room. Ahhhh...he could do it for me every time. He was
such a horny guy.

Later that week I fronted-up to the class, introduced myself to the
lecturer, Michael, and stripped down to my bikini briefs. Michael was a
well-known artist and Gary had been posing for him for nearly a year, both
for the guy's art school classes and privately. He paid well for the
private sessions on Saturday and Sunday mornings. Knowing I was a novice at
posing for students Michael set easy poses and the two hours went without
any problems, although I was tired and a bit sore from holding some
poses. My fear of getting a hardon while posing proved unnecessary, I had
to concentrate on what I was doing too much to even think about anything
else.

At the end of the class Michael said he had enjoyed my work, and that my
dark Mediterranean looks and olive skin were a pleasant change from Gary's
milky white, red-headed Irish look. He also asked if I would be interested
in posing for him privately sometime. I said I would, and he told me that
he would contact me to arrange a time soon, the only proviso was that he
would expect me to pose naked. I said that was no problem and that I looked
forward to hearing from him. When Gary called in late that night I told him
all had gone well and that Michael had asked me to pose privately for him
too. He said that he thought that might happen as Michael was always
looking for new models, especially those who would pose naked. When I asked
about posing nude Gary said it was fine, that Michael was no problem, he
just liked to look and draw and that he paid well. For a guy who liked
showing off naked this seemed like a good way to earn a bit of pocket
money!

Michael called me later that week and asked if I could pose for him the
next weekend. I agreed and arrived as arranged late that Sunday
morning. Michael lived in a very pleasant inner city house with a
garden. The house was all white with wonderful polished floors and the
studio was immaculate and featured large windows looking out onto the
garden. Michael welcomed me and we had a coffee while we looked at some of
his latest paintings. I felt comfortable when he suggested that I undress
and begin with a few standing poses. The time went quickly and the first
hour, mostly standing poses kept me thinking about what I was doing rather
than the fact that I was standing stark naked in front of a very attractive
man.

After a break Michael organized a well-upholstered chair covered in a
Persian textile up against the window with the sunlight streaming in for a
sitting pose. He said he wanted me to just sit fully relaxed, with my head
against the back of the chair, with my legs spread, and my arms over the
sides of the chair. An easy and relaxed pose that I could hold for some
time without any concern. And that is what happened. In fact, I was so
relaxed I went to sleep in the sunshine.

You can imagine my embarrassment when I woke up to find my cock standing
straight up and throbbing against my stomach. Immediately I covered my
hardon with my hands, and spluttered some sort of apology. `Hey, no
worries. I am not offended. It's natural, and I was enjoying the view. Take
your hands away and let me finish my drawing,' was Michael's reaction. Oh,
well, if Michael thinks it is OK, why worry, was my thought, and so I went
back to sitting there with my hands hanging over the arms of the chair,
legs spread, and throbbing cock on full show. `You know Gary sometimes gets
excited too. He has learned to relax and put on a show for me. He sure
blows a big load.' Oh, wow, was Michael encouraging me to have a wank while
he watches? `You mean he masturbates?' `Yes, but a good long slow wank
better describes the show he puts on! You want to show me your style?'

And, so began the first of my sessions posing for Michael which ended in me
giving myself a long slow wank while he watched and drew.

I told Gary about what happened and he laughed. `I wondered if he would get
you to wank off. He loves watching. He never makes any problem. He just
likes to watch. I have been wanking for him all year. You know he pays more
because he knows you will put on a show for him.'

So I became a regular model for Michael and in each session I enjoyed
having a long slow wank and a big shoot of hot jizz while Michael
watched. He encouraged me to put on a show in different positions, lying on
my back, sitting, standing, kneeling, any way that gave him a good view of
the action.

A few weeks later Gary told me that Michael had asked if he thought that I
would pose with Gary – a two figure session. `How about it? Could be
fun.' `Sure, we are used to seeing each other naked.' `Yeah, but I reckon
Michael will want us to put on a show for him? You up for some fun while he
watches?' `Oh, I never thought of that. You mean both of us jerking off?
That could be fun.' `Hey mate, what do you mean `could' we have been having
`fun' together for more than a year now. And, I reckon he hopes we will go
further than a bit of mutual jerking.' So the next weekend Gary and I
showed up to put on a double act.

That first time we stripped and did some easy standing poses, then some
wrestling poses, but two horny guys, naked, and holding each other...well,
you know what happened. Two erections in no time. I guess Gary knew how
quickly it would happen and what he wanted to do and soon we were giving
each other more than a helping hand. I was turned on knowing Michael was
watching us as we fondled and stroked and jerked each other to huge gushing
climaxes. It was not as if I had not had sex in front of someone, but
usually they were more involved, at least, jerking off while watching, but
Michael just watching and drawing as we pulled each other off truly turned
me on. Afterwards Gary said how he thought I had really got into putting on
a show and I could only agree.

Michael had obviously enjoyed the show and wanted us to come back again,
saying he was happy to pay more if we put a little more thought into it and
took more time. Soon after Gary and I talked about how we could slow it
down, taking our time, and not jerking each other off so quickly. The next
visit we started off the session fully clothed, undressing each other piece
by piece, until we were down to our undies. Then there was lots of teasing,
stroking through the fabric of our briefs, slipping hands down to a stroke
of cock and balls and a fingering of an ass crack, and flashing our cock
and bums, before finally the briefs came down and off. Our `act' was
pleasing Michael and by the time we were both naked we were so horny we
were ready for anything.  We took turns sucking each other, on our knees,
and lying down, and of course, sixty-nining. A few weeks later we went
further and I fucked Gary doggy style. That was so hot. It was not as if
Michael had not seen us fully aroused pleasuring each other, but to fuck
Gary while Michael watched that first time was so erotic. From then on our
sessions nearly always ended in us taking turns to fuck each other, and I
doubt I have seldom had such great gushing orgasms.

Since then I have regularly posed for artists and groups of guys, nearly
always naked, although some prefer that I wear a posing pouch. Some have
encouraged me to fondle myself, masturbate, and jerk-off while posing. I
have posed a couple of times with other guys, and jerked each other, sucked
and fucked a few times, but never to such great pleasure as those times
with Gary.

In my early 70s now I still enjoy posing for a favourite artist. I can no
longer take on difficult poses, but I sure do enjoy slowly stroking up and
having a wank while he watches. Old habits die hard!

Anyone else have some posing experiences?



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