Date: Mon, 3 Apr 2017 02:33:42 +0000 (UTC)
From: Bryan Johnson <redbj@att.net>
Subject: Sketches part 3

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Sketches, Part 3

David wanted me there on Saturday and I was not going to turn down the
session. It wasn't the money either. It wasn't sex, David said no sex (with
him) when I was modeling, and I believed him. It was the way he looked at
me. I don't know how to describe it, I just totally got off on the way he
looked at me. It made me feel so, I don't know, grown up and male
and...strong. I didn't feel strong often.  I really wanted that feeling
again.

So at 10:00 sharp, I was knocking on David's door, still sweaty from my
bike ride (like he'd asked me to be). Loose yellow A-shirt, green, nylon
running shorts and green Vans (we didn't wear helmets in those days). With
red hair and green eyes, you wear a lot of yellow and green.

David was wearing a really loose royal blue polo shirt and oversized, white
slacks. There was no way to really judge what kind of body was under there,
but he obviously was fit.

"Hey, Sean, I never did give you that 50 cent tour last week. I'll show you
around."

Well, actually, I couldn't care less about a house tour, but, hey, this was
getting to know each other time. All I really remembered later was that he
had a massive bedroom with a king sized bed and its' own awesome bathroom,
two guest bedrooms with queen beds and there was an actual pool house next
to the pool.

As we walked back to the studio, David said, "There are a couple of friends
stopping by this afternoon. They have keys to the garden gate and pool
house. They won't come into the house unless the sliding door is opened,
and they can't see into the house because all the windows are tinted."

"They have keys?"

"To the garden gate and the pool house. Several of my friends do, no sense
to let the pool go unused because I'm busy."

David wrapped a loose smock around and tied it at the waist. He asked me to
wheel my bike into the studio and sit on it, like I had just stopped riding
and was going to talk to him.  He positioned my hips pointing a little more
towards him, and moved my arms and legs around a bit.

"No, this isn't going to work. Sean, those shorts still have the panties in
them, don't they? It ruins the line of you cock"

`Yes Mr. Boyd," I said reddening slightly. `If I take them out my junk
falls out when I'm pedaling."

"Okay, let's see." He went to a dresser in the corner and fished around for
a bit. "Try these. You can change behind the screen."

I grabbed the shorts. They were too big, of course, but the same style I
was wearing except the panties had been cut out. I actually started for the
screen, then I stopped and chuckled a bit.

"What's funny?"

"Mr. Boyd," I laughed. "You sucked me off two nights ago. I think the
modesty boat has already sailed!"

He laughed as I skinned my shorts down. I stood up straight and fluffed my
junk a bit. David looked at me and smiled.  He looked at me with admiration
and I felt my meat thicken. I pulled up the shorts he'd given me. Then
David came up and used a clip clothes pin to tighten the waist. He put me
in the position he wanted, and told me to look at the chair he used.  As I
did, he knelt in front of me and pulled the front of the shorts down to
expose the top of my pubic hair. He carefully arranged the folds in the
thin nylon. Finally, he reached up the leg of my shorts and shifted my meat
from hanging down my left leg to my right. He didn't `cop a feel' he just
moved my dick like it was part of the jogging shorts.

I looked down at him, kneeling between my legs, his mouth close enough to
my crotch that I could feel his breath on my leg...and all his careful
clothing arranging disappeared as I rose to full mast in about 3 seconds!

He jerked back a bit, then looked up at me and laughed.

"I'm sorry Mr. Boyd, I couldn't help it!"

"That's alright, Sean," he said, still chuckling. "In a couple of years
you'll be able to control that bad boy a bit better. And for the last time,
as you mentioned a bit ago, I gave you your first blow job two nights
ago. Call me David. I still remember how your cum tastes. Oh, and by the
way, don't eat asparagus if you're planning on oral sex that day

At first I was totally mortified. Then I saw how widely Mr...David was
grinning. I started laughing so hard I almost fell over.

"Will do, David!"

We settled in for the session. David did a series of four quick poses, each
about 15 minutes long. The first two, I was rock hard, the third pose, I
had softened. For the fourth, pose, he had me take off the shorts (I only
chubbed up a bit) and sat in a chair, holding a glass of wine. We broke for
about half an hour, David talking to me about the lessons we were going to
start on Wednesday.

It was only when we started the second part of the session that I realized
I was still naked, and finally, totally soft. Even though David was fully
clothed, I just felt comfortable we my being naked. The second part of the
session was about the same, just longer poses

Just as David was finishing the last pose, I saw two guys in the back yard
with a big cooler. One was tall, about 6'2" with really dark, maybe black
hair and one was a little taller than me, about 5'8" with blond hair. They
were both older than me, maybe in their late 20's. They just were wearing
shorts with no shirts and each was kind of muscular.

"Let's go out and meet the guys," David said, they're Steve and
Jerry. Jerry's the tall one."

I pulled on my shorts (the ones with the panties). As we walked out, Steve
was pulling a couple of beers out of the cooler.

"Hey Jerry, we have company."

David quickly introduced the three of us. Jerry pulled out two more beers.

I started looking over Steve as he happily let his eyes roam over me. He
was just a few inches taller than me, with blond, wavy hair with deep blue
eyes. His body was almost hairless, just a bit in the pits. It looked like
he didn't shave very often (like me). I loved his body right off. Although
his face said late 20's his body said 18. Fit, but no muscles to speak
of. He looked like some of the guys who ran track, except he didn't have
the thick quads, but his butt was beautifully shaped, a true bubble
butt. His nips were a bit pointy, and I wondered what it would be like to
play with them. I really wanted to know what was in those shorts!

"Wow! A real ginger," Steve chortled in his sexy tenor as he shook my hand,
"I love gingers!"

"Dude," Jerry laughed in a warm baritone, "You love anyone with a dick you
haven't sucked yet."

As he stepped forward to shake my hand I gave him the once over. Quite a
bit taller than me at about 6'2", he had a beautifully hairy chest and a
great treasure trail leading into his shorts. He was heavily muscled and
deeply tanned. He obviously hadn't shaved in a few days. I started thinking
how that hairy chest might feel on my smooth pecs.

Jerry let go of my hand and wrapped David in a bear hug.

"David, you dog you! Where do you get all these beautiful men," Jerry
laughed.

"K-Mart."

Jerry handed each of us a beer, and we sat down to chat. Jerry and Steve
were both fun guys. I told them all about my high school and being a
closeted gay athlete. I could see Steve was staring at my crotch, and I
felt myself chubbing up under his gaze. What I really wanted was to see was
the new meat. As I thought about that. I realized I'd never seen David's
dick either, and he'd blown me! So what could I do to get something
started?

"We've got to go to the bars together! We're the perfect team," Jerry
laughed. "Blond, brunet and red head."

"Yeah," Steve interjected, "small," pointing at me, "Medium," pointing at
himself, "and large," pointing at Jerry!

Bingo!

"Hey guys," skinning down my jogging shorts, "I am NOT small!" Pointing to
my half chubbed dick.

"Whoa!" Jerry said. "That is definitely not small! You're almost as big as
we are!"

"Almost?! Prove it!"

Steve and Jerry looked at each other for a second, then skinned down their
shorts and their half-hard dicks popped out We were really close to the
same size, but both of them were cut. Steve's dick was thick with a big
head. It hung down over his balls and waved like the tail on a dog.

"We have to be all soft or all hard. It's the only way to tell," Steve
said. And immediately started massaging his rapidly growing meat.  Paul
walked back to the house and a small part of my mind was concerned that he
might be upset. Most of my mind, however, was involved with the two hot
studs in front of my jacking their really generous sized pricks. I, of
course was dividing my attention between Steve and Jerrys'' awesome
pricks. Two totally different studs with two totally different dicks
whacking off for me. Of course, I was the center of their attention and it
was getting me really hard, really fast and I was totally enjoying it as I
worked myself into full hard.

Just then, David showed up and with a smile, handed Jerry a tailor's tape
measure.

"Only way to be sure!"

Steve knelt in front of me and put the tape on the grass. He put his palms
on either side of my horn and rolled it a little. His fingers stretched my
foreskin over the head of my prick. He looked up at me and smiled, slowly
licking his lips. I was going nuts from wanting to feel his lips on my
meat. I reached out running my fingers through his hair and started pulling
his head towards my crotch and...

"Steve, are you really going to suck off my model before you've even feed
him?

Yikes! I'd forgotten David was even there!

"I'm so sorry David! I just got distracted. I'll..."

"Relax Sean. I'm not upset," he was smiling, "and I don't blame you!
Steve's distracted me a time or two, right Jerry?"

"Why I declare Mr. Boyd," Steve said in an awful southern accent, "you say
the nicest things"

 "But first, you guys need to settle the question," David said. "Finish the
measurements!"

"No," Jerry laughed. "We need an independent judge. You do the honors!"

David knelt, the only one of us still fully clothed, and picked up the tape
He cupped my balls, gently, brushing my taint. It felt wonderful. He
pressed the end of the tape into my body and pressed my meat up along the
top length. At the very tip, there was a drop of precum. David looked at
the tape, called out the result, and then wiped the precum off my dick with
his thumb. He pressed his thumb and forefinger together and looked at the
thread my precum formed as he separated them.

"Nice."

Jerry was next, David handling his meat like it was a precious object. He
measured, then told us all the results. He kissed the tip, and I saw his
tongue wipe across the tip.

"Hey Jerry," David murmured, "its' been too long."

Then he moved on to Steve. Steve walked forward and pushed his hips into
Davids' face. David, still on his knees, smiled up at Steve, grabbed his
meat and started the measurement.

"Come on, David," Steve said. "Suck it! You know you want it."

"Maybe later, Steve."

Actually, there was only about a half inch difference between the three of
us, though Steve was much thicker.

"Now it's your turn, David," as Steve tackled David. He grabbed David's
belt buckle and had it open and was unsnapping his shorts almost before
David realized what was happening. Steve was skinning down David's pants,
and both of them were laughing. David was struggling, but it didn't seem
like he was fighting all that hard. Speaking of hard, I was like a
rock. I'd blown Eric in front of David, and David had given me my first BJ,
but I'd never seen his meat. Jerry grabbed his hands, and Steve continued
pulling off the pants. I was both curious and really excited as I saw
David's underwear covered hard meat exposed.

Steve threw Davids' pants to the side and grabbed the sides of his boxers
and slowly pulled them down as David continued his laughing struggles. I
saw his neatly trimmed pubes first, dark and sexy. The elastic of his
boxers pulled his dick down and down, until it leaped out of the restraint
and slapped onto his flat, taut belly. David was easily the biggest of the
four of us by a good inch. Thick, cut with a large acorn shaped head. The
shaft was ivory, with a thick blue vein running down each side.

His skin was pale and he was thinner than I had expected. He was lightly
muscled, and I could see the slight definition of a six pack. There was
just a light dusting of hair under his arms and a barely visible treasure
trail leading down from his belly button to his trimmed. Soft looking bush.

Steve pulled Davids' boxers down to just above his knees, then he kneeled
on them, trapping his legs, then leaned over and swallowed David's meat
like it was a sword. From the side, I could see the muscles of Steves'
throat move like they were swallowing and I knew he was deep throating
David's meat.

All the tension in Davids' body left like air out of a balloon. He sighed
and reached down to run his fingers through Steves' hair. Jerry released
his hands and kneeled, walking forward on his knees, pulling Davids' torso
up so his head rested in his crotch. David released one hand from Steves'
hair and caressed Jerrys' hard dick, rubbing it on his cheek.

What I really wanted to do at that point was to take Jerrys' erection in my
mouth and suck it and kiss David. Unfortunately, I knew I'd kill the
mood. David didn't want to play with me when I modeled, and I was learning
enough about him to know he didn't make exceptions.

I stepped back, and slowly masturbated watching the unbelievable sexy
scene.  David, Pants and boxers down around his knees, still wearing his
polo shirt and sandals, his meat disappearing down Steves' throat as he
rubbed, kissed and caressed Jerrys' throbbing cock.

"Sean," Jerry growled, "don't cum. I promise we'll make it worth your while
in a bit."  Okay, not quite 16, I'd never heard of `edging'. My usual
technique was to `go for the gold'. But the promise in Jerrys' voice,
convinced me to do as he said, and I backed off. Barely.

David was whimpering and telling Steve how great his mouth was and the
massive amount of cream he was going to give him any second. I could see he
was building for a climax. His nutsack was drawing up to the base of his
meat. Jerry immediately pulled his mouth off Davids' rod.

David was still begging for Steve to continue sucking him, when Steve
shouted, "On your knees, Now!"

David flipped over onto his knees, which put him face down in Jerrys'
lap. He used one hand on Jerrys thigh to support himself, and the other to
grab the base of Jerry's dick to pull it away from his stomach. From the
side, I could see his tongue come out and start licking Jerrys' knob. He
licked it, he sucked the head, he tried to bury his tongue in Jerrys' piss
slit.

Jerry was muttering a stream of nonsense, deep in his throat. All I could
make out was individual words. "Deeper...fuck...suck...harder...god..."
Then he grasped the sides of Davids' head and pushed his meat deep into
Davids' throat. And David went a little wild bobbing up and down on Jerrys'
hard meat, obviously going all the way down until his nose was buried into
his bushy, black pubes.

Steve wasn't waiting around. He had pushed Davids' knees forward until his
butt was sticking out, then he used his hands to separate Davids' muscular
cheeks.  He stuck his tongue out and flattened it. Starting at Davids'
taint, he lapped, long and slow, sliding between the cheeks and over
Davids' rosebud. I'd never heard, or even thought about rimming before, but
watching Davids' body convulse every time Steves' tongue connected with the
center of his being, the pleasure it was giving David...the sheer
naughtiness of the action...I wanted to do it to someone...I wanted someone
to do it to ME!

David obviously was vocalizing, but with his mouth full of Jerrys' meat and
stretched to take it all in, all that came out were sexy grunts. By now,
David was supporting himself on Jerrys' thighs and Jerry had hold of his
head and thrusting his meat up into Davids' willing mouth.

Steve pulled his head way from Davids' butt, used his hands to spread its
cheeks and made his tongue into a little point, then stuck it into Davids'
butt, his mouth and nose buried in Davids' center.

I heard a loud, muffled noise from David, and he went a little nuts. His
head was thrusting down on Jerrys' rod as his butt thrusted back onto
Steves' face. From the side, I could see his nuts drawing up. I had to take
my hands away from my horn, I was so close to the point of no return, when
Steve pulled his head away from Davids' butt, flipped over to his back and
slid between David's knees.

Steve swallowed Davids' meat in one swoop and wrapped his hand around his
balls. He massaged them as David wildly fucked his mouth.

Suddenly, Jerry let out a wordless bellow and I saw Davids' throat
convulsing and then cum oozing out of the sides of his mouth. With Jerrys'
throbbing dick deep in his throat, David let out a muffed scream, his body
convulsed and I could tell he was pouring his cum Down Steves' throat.

Steves' head was unmoving on Davids' cock, just his throat moving as he
drank Davids' juice. Then suddenly he groaned around Davids' prick, Steves'
hips arched up and his dick erupted a fountain of cum. The first spurt hit
Davids' balls, the second arched over and his the middle of Davids' back,
the next two his Davids' crack and drooled over his glistening butthole.

Steve dropped his head to the grass and sighed. Jerry, David and Steve were
panting. I could see the sheen of sweat on their bodies. I saw a string of
Steves' cum drip off Davids' balls hang there for a second, and Steve moved
to catch it in midair, then lick his cum off Davids' balls.

I think I was in shock. I never realized the animal abandon that could be
shown in sex. It was scary. I so wanted to experience it. Steve raised his
head and smiled at me.

"Anybody up for lunch?"

Cont.

Hope you liked it! Love hearing your comments, Bryan at Redbj@att.net. This
part is dedicated to Steve..me Steve.