Date: Thu, 11 Jun 2015 12:59:27 +0000
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Orchard Road Ch.8
Orchard Road
Chapter 8
Max could hardly contain his curiosity when Carl arrived home. Carl dragged
him off to their bedroom and sat him down.
"Before you blow your top, Martin gave me a hand job, and it was pretty
sensational. He also admitted that he fantasises about having sex with
us. He would like to do a whole series of paintings with you and me in them
naked. He says they would be close to pornographic because he thinks we are
such sexy guys. And yes, I did end up posing naked. You can see the
painting if you come to his studio with me as a model. It looks really good
already. I think he might be quite talented and he wants to use his art to
say what he thinks."
Carl filled in the details of Martin's thoughts on slavery before sitting
back and asking Max what he thought about posing, and maybe role playing
some of Martin's fantasies.
"I think he will be a very exciting lover if we let him play, and you do
want to let him play, don't you?"
Max's grin was really all the reply required, but he said it anyway.
"You bet, particularly if he makes it threesomes every time."
"Well I can tell you he will want to role play a re-enactment of the
session where you were screwed over the desk. Would that upset you?"
Max had to think about that for a minute.
"No I don't think so. I know it was horrible at the time, but it did show
me that I love to feel you inside me. We might have taken forever to find
out we loved each other so dad did me a favour I guess."
They spent a lot of the Sunday chilling with their parents which for them
was always a pleasure. Desmond got an interesting discussion going.
"So what was it like being a model for a few hours?"
Carl blushed.
"It was pretty interesting. Mr. Kemp wants to use his work to express his
beliefs so it should be interesting to see what he comes up with. He might
ask Max to pose for him as well some time. We are both happy to help
him. He was a huge help to us when we wanted to start the LGBT club."
"He looks very young, but he was very responsible, introducing himself to
me when he came for the weekend party. He could have passed as another
student he looks so young."
"Yes, he takes a bit of ribbing about that. The girls are terrible, always
making suggestions to him."
Desmond and Marilyn laughed because she had made a comment in that vein
after Martin had introduced himself.
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Monday was like any other school day. With loads of friends, good grades,
so no problem with teachers. Keen sportsmen, so no trouble with the
coaches. Life was good, and fun.
Martin caught them at lunch time and suggested they see him in the art room
if they had a few minutes before afternoon lessons. Lunch was wolfed down
in double quick time and they were sat with Martin looking round a room
they seldom saw. Carl thought it looked a lot like Martin's studio only
bigger with more easels.
"This only need take a minute. First, I would like you to pose again next
Saturday, Carl if that is ok, and if you are willing I could use you as
well Max. I have the dress I would expect a plantation owner to wear in the
17th. Century and I hope it will fit you, the same with the boots."
"I don't look very good in a dress, Sir."
Max was laughing because he knew what Martin meant, and so did Martin.
"Oh, I don't know, with a little padding at the front I'm sure you would
look very becoming."
Max came back then.
"In that case I'll come with Carl, Sir."
Double entendre or what!!!!
"I'm pleased, I know I will paint much better with two such stunning
models."
That was it. Carl and Max spent the remainder of the week almost gagging
wondering how far Martin would take the sex at the next session. Saturday
couldn't come quickly enough for them. Pool parties were scaling down
because the temperature was dropping as autumn descended on them so no one
became inquisitive at the missing duo.
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Max looked a little apprehensive as they walked into Martin's apartment.
"Don't look so worried, Max, all you are going to do is stand still,
looking down at Carl. You will be fully clothed. It is only Carl that will
be showing us his all."
Max sniggered.
"This I want to see."
"Ok, Max, you can slide behind the screen and undress, completely, then I
would like you to put the clothes on that are waiting you there. Carl you
can just take everything off here, if you are happy that is."
"No problem, Martin."
The clothed Max in 17th. Century dress was stunning. The trousers and shirt
could have been made for him, pleasing Martin immensely.
"I doubt the tailoring was as good when these would have been made, but
they could have been made for you Max. They are perfect."
Carl thought so as well and said so, but made one quizzical comment.
"Max took you literally, Martin, he did strip completely. He doesn't have
any briefs on and it shows."
Max's cock was quite prominent down his left leg.
"Mmm, I see what you mean. I didn't think the trousers would be quite that
tight, but I can use artist's discretion to show less."
While they were sorting everything it was no problem, but once in position,
with Max holding a whip and a naked Carl kneeling in front of him, Max had
time to look at a naked Carl with his gorgeous cock, and he started to chub
up. Carl saw it and did the same. Both erect cocks were quite obvious and
Martin nearly dropped his pencil when he looked up.
"Oh my God, you two are absolutely amazing. How am I supposed to work with
those two incredible objects so prominently displayed?"
Carl was the boldest and spoke.
"We could get rid of them if you like Martin, but they would probably come
back fairly regularly."
Martin's desire showed, but also the angst of his position that meant he
shouldn't be involved with these two sixteen year olds.
"Well, I must admit, it would be easier to concentrate on my work if they
were slightly smaller, or should I say considerably smaller."
"Ok, no problem, we'll help each other and get it over with very quickly
this time."
Martin came in his trousers as the two boys got on the couch head to toe
and in a very few minutes had given each other blowjobs. No mess, Max
dressed again and they were in position. Martin worked hard during that
first session. Max was impressed when he saw the canvas at their first
break.
"I am actually going to use paints when we start again because as you can
see I have you both drawn in quite fully."
"I love the way you have drawn Carl's cock. I can't wait to see the
finished article on the canvas."
"Well, it is the most impressive appendage I have ever seen in real life so
I had to do it justice."
All three young men were smiling.
When Martin started again he told Max he could sit this session out.
"I am going to be concentrating on Carl so you can make yourself
comfortable. I know it's a pain, but would you not sit around in the
trousers and shirt. They will crease and spoil the effect."
Max didn't think in terms of putting anything else on, Carl was naked so he
might as well be too. So, he just stripped hanging the clothes over the
screen and sat back down on the couch. Martin tried to concentrate on
painting, but failed miserably as his eyes kept drifting to Max sprawled on
the couch. He put his palette down and called to Carl to come and sit down
as well. He crouched in front of the two boys and spoke to them.
"It's no good, this isn't working for me. It is difficult enough
concentrating on painting when there is just one of you, but both of you
together are so completely sexual I can't focus."
Carl looked at Max and grinned.
"Ok, I have a suggestion. How would it be if we gave you an hour to role
play and work out your fantasies? We will do anything you ask, you can be
as wicked as you like, and when you are sated we can resume the painting."
Martin's heart nearly stopped beating.
"Are you both serious about this?"
Affirmative response and Martin continued.
"You know that if one word of this gets out my career is finished."
"Yes of course we do, but you have already sealed that if we were going
that route because you gave me a hand job last time I was here."
Martin looked upset.
"Look, Sir. I'll be honest with you. Max and I were determined to seduce
you because we think you are hot and correctly assumed you were gay like
us. So, take your hour, know that we will never say anything to anyone
else, and I am sure we will love to get really raunchy with you."
Martin shook his head and then smiled.
"You conniving little toe rags, I ought to put you across my knees and give
you both a good spanking."
"Ooh, yes please, beat me and then fuck me."
That was it, Martin sat and discussed what they would accept if they role
played.
"Blowjobs, anal, top or bottom, mild cp, nothing disgusting like pee."
"I heard what happened to Max with his father. Would I be out of order
repeating something like that only with more touching?"
"Oh no, that would be very exciting, that's how I realised I was gay, and
Carl realised he wanted to be my lover."
"Ok, let's go through to my study. I'll pick up some lubricant on the
way. Oh, I think both of you should have your underpants on to start with."
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Martin sat at his desk with Carl and Max stood to attention about 6 feet in
front of it.
"You continue to disappoint me Max and now you have uttered racist remarks
about your friend. I think we need to up the punishment level today, and
perhaps some embarrassment and humiliation will help. Remove your
underpants, face your friend and fist yourself to an erection. Carl, you
face Max."
Job done in no time, Max was so eager to start a sex romp he was hard
almost as soon as his pants were off.
"Now get down on your knees Max and remove Carl's pants, then you can use
your hands and mouth to get him erect as well."
That was a wasted comment, Carl was Already erect he was almost splitting
the skin of his cock it was so hard. Martin was almost drooling looking at
these two sex Gods with their monstrously hard cocks. He let Max play for a
few minutes until he thought Carl was going to orgasm.
"Stand up and assume a display position, that is, legs astride and hands
grasped behind you head."
Martin stood up then and moved round behind the boys. He stroked Max's
arse, ran a finger down the crack to worry the rosebud before running his
hands round the front to caress the torso. He stroked Max's cock and cupped
the balls.
"Now I think you should undress me Max and see how excited you can get my
cock."
Max was almost drooling as he uncovered more of this sexy teacher. When he
got the underwear off Martin was already rampant, but it didn't stop Max
from taking the cock into his mouth and swabbing it while he played with
the balls. Martin stopped him after only a couple of minutes. The cock was
as hard as an iron bar. Not terribly long but very thick. Probably as thick
as Carl. Max was dripping pre-cum thinking about where that was likely to
go, shortly.
"Such a lovely body. Before we start to punish it I think we should inspect
it more thoroughly. Up on the desk Max, on your back. Carl, take one leg
and spread it wide, pull it back so the knee is almost on the desk at the
side of the shoulder. Just keep it in the same place as I do with the other
one."
The position was incredibly erotic. Max's anal entry was about six inches
off the desk, well spread, with his hard cock and balls above his
perineum. Martin stroked the perineum and caressed the balls.
"I think you should concentrate on the cheeks and the anal entry Carl, use
your fingers and play, inside and out."
The sight had Martin so hard it hurt. He watched Carl fingering Max and
stroking his cheeks, the number of fingers increased quite quickly to four
and then he started rotating them. That was too much for Martin.
"Get the lubricant Carl and lube my cock while I continue playing with
Max."
Carl was amazed at how hard Martin's cock felt as he lubed it, then Martin
indicated for him to do Max's anus. No more play after that, Martin
positioned himself to enter Max and took both legs. Carl moved to the side
more to watch as Martin entered Max, stretching him wide before the glans
disappeared inside his mate with Max letting out a very satisfied sigh as
Martin disappeared inside him.
"Oh God, that feels amazing. Fuck me hard now, Martin."
Martin was almost speechless, this boy's arse was exquisite, he long
stroked Max quite slowly, but it was no good, his eyes betrayed him. The
message they were passing to the brain had Martin blowing a huge load into
Max in just a few minutes.
"Lube yourself, Carl and follow me when I withdraw."
Martin was almost in sensory overload as he watched Carl's monster long
stroke Max, so much so that he was back to a solid erection before Carl
orgasmed, so he went again, surprising both boys. This second time he
lasted much longer, long slow strokes kept him close to the edge but Max
was so turned on that with Carl gently stroking his torso and Martin
playing with his cock and balls as well he almost serially orgasmed keening
as the intensity of the sex almost made him black out. A final push, an
incredibly ferocious orgasm and Martin collapsed over Max's body. Gasping
out his thoughts, Martin spoke to Carl.
"How can you let anyone else touch him, Carl, he is the most amazing body I
have ever made love to."
Carl shrugged.
"I don't know. I think it is something to do with stimulation. After we
have had a romp with our friends sex with each other is just mind bending
in its intensity. I bet when I make love to Max tonight we will both almost
pass out it will be so intense."
Martin was amazed and as he got his act together he asked Carl the leading
question.
"Are you ever the bottom?"
Carl grinned.
"Oh yes, frequently, you don't think I would pass up the chance to have
that wonderful appendage ravaging my arse, do you?"
Martin grinned as well now.
"Oh good, do you think that if we do this again I could do the same to you
as I've just done to Max?"
"Oh yes, no problem at all. The two of you can spit roast me if you like, I
love a cock in each end, the same as Max."
"In that case I'll think up a role play where you are the slave Carl and
Max and I will be slave masters, but now I think you should both be spanked
for being devious little boys, and then we ought to do some work."
Both boys got stonking hard ons as they watched each other get spanked over
Martin's lap. Nothing for it, Martin had to give them both blowjobs to get
rid of the erections and then they returned to work. The spanking was so
severe that neither boy even had a rosy glow to their butts, it was just so
erotic to watch.
The end of that session was so pleasing to all of their eyes that Martin
thought they ought to have photos of it, with some variation. He made Carl
put on some slave type trousers and Max adjust himself so that his cock
didn't display so well and took several pictures. When he downloaded them
and printed them off as 10x8s they looked amazing.
"There you go. You can show them to your parents now with no problem."
The boys did that and Desmond and Marilyn were quite impressed.
The next weekend they were at Martin's studio again. This carried on for
several weeks and Desmond was pleased because they took their weekend
assignments with them and Martin helped them with them getting them
excellent grades. He was an art master but his degree was a double, Art and
Computing, his knowledge base was extensive and helped the boys in most
subjects.
When the original painting was finished he used a gel to cover Carl's naked
lower half and the naked slave girl and painted both of them in with
clothes, took photos and then promptly removed the extra paint restoring it
to his original concept.
"You can show those pictures to your parents to let them see what you have
been doing. You can tell them that I have disguised your looks because I
wouldn't want you to receive unwanted attention if the picture becomes
seriously well viewed."
I haven't mentioned the second role play session because in between a girl
was brought in to pose for the secondary role in the picture. I will tell
you about both in the next chapter.
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