Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 19:07:14 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Studio Studs

			       STUDIO STUDS


				   Tease


Art! I loved art and my grade 8 art class was my favourite class!  I liked
to draw but I also liked photography, having recently purchased a cool
digital camera.  The students were all from different classes, but as I was
a little shy and a little bit of a loner, I spent most of my time by
myself.

Then one day a new boy came in and took the empty seat beside me and OMG!
My heart skipped a beat when he looked at me and smiled warmly, his
haunting grey eyes sparkling, so cute... thump...

He extended his hand and we shook, his graceful fingers gripping firmly,
"Hi, I'm Skylar!"

"Uhh...pleased to meet you... I'm Brit," I replied, stammering slightly, my
throat suddenly dry and returned his warm smile, the feel of his warm flesh
making me tingle...thump... thump...

He was a little taller than I was, but then I'm short for my age, and he
had precisely styled black hair with long lashes on those stunning grey
eyes. His outfit was quite classy, well-dressed in a collared shirt,
sleeves rolled up, dress slacks with a sharp crease and expensive loafers,
no socks.

We hit it off right from the start, having given each other the once over,
you know how that can happen, right?  And were soon sharing a lot about
ourselves, like our art, our interest in computers and the similar types of
music we shared and for me, you know what else I wanted to share.

I liked the way his long fingers waved when he spoke and how he gave an
idea some studied thought before he spoke.

He was sketching as we chatted and at the end of the class handed me a
sketch of of me that was incredible!  "Er... thanks Skylar!  It's awesome
and very lifelike, but... I think you made me look cuter, uh...er I mean
better than I am" Ooops.

He grinned slyly, "Oh no, I don't think so Brit, in fact I don't think it
does you enough justice, `cause I think you are better looking, and besides
I like cute" then smiled coyly as he placed his hand on my forearm.
Jeez... thump, thump... boing...

I blushed bashfully and he gently squeezed my arm as he spoke softly, "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, lay down on the bed naked, feet spread
and set out to wrap up the day by wrapping my fist around my nightly
assitant and the other around his two bulbous friends underneath and
conjured up the image of Skylar.

His magic was already working on me so I dropped both hands and just
watched the magic, those grey eyes... swelling, full lips... hardening,
sliding those creased slacks down...springing up, bobbing in
anticipation... anxiously awaiting a helping hand.

I complied, closing, my eyes and saw his long fingers encase my assitant by
the throat and start to choke him as his other fingers started squeezing
his bulbous friends, readying them to start pumping out their jackyjizz...

Being an early bloomer, I had started to develop hairs and could masturbate
when I was 11. I read where you could actually ejaculate as early as 8.  My
cock, as I was to find out later, was a show-er, not a grow-er, which means
it doesn`t get much bigger when it gets hard. It was almost 6 in.when I was
13, but only 6 1/2" hard, and kept on growing a little more.

But as I was shy, I was embarrassed because the boys made fun of those
hairs and the way my dick would tap my thights when I walked, or worse slap
then when I ran. So I quit skinny dipping with them, and oh, being short
and looking much younger didn't help either.

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, soon to realize I was gay, so naturally he was
a dreamboat to me for sure. So obviously was wondering about his... Yep!

...it didn't take long till his squeezing started pumping sperm spunk up my
cumtube and I pressed my head back, dug my heels in and arched my hips,
experiencing that ecstatic rush, yelping and gritting my teeth, as a geyser
of fresh dickydoo spiralled onto my stomach, being chased by diminishing
geysers and puddling on my stomach, ahhhhh....

Well maybe not geysers but it sure felt like it and was the best one yet,
other than that first time I fired my initial liquid missle. Don't we all?

I slumped back and ran my fingers around it, gave it a taste, then relaxed
as my heart slowed down.  My favourite sport, and Skylar now an unknowing
partner, so far that is, yaasss...

The next day languished interminably as I thought about Skylar throughout
the day, and joined him in another fantasy in bed that night whcih we both
enjoyed 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 now with
matching dress shorts and I checked his crotch for swelling and could see a
nice outline down the front as he waggled his fingers when he saw me.

He smiled as he sat down and said tenderly "Hi Britty!  You're looking sooo
good today!" and dropped his eyes down for a quick glance at my crotch.
Okey dokey...

"Well thank you, and you are too.  I love your outfit!" (and what's in it )

He blushed modestly and we started sketching and chatting away. He was
surprised when I told him I was 14, thinking I had just turned 13, and he
glanced down at the bulge in 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
again 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?"

OMG!

That night he joined me again, but this time he undressed me and I took the
time to undress him and when he wrapped his long fingers around my
throbbing cock I did the same to his mystery dick and he jacked me so good
and smiled as he leaned over and let me paint is face with my fresh gooey
boyspunk then relaxed. I ran my fingers through his memory on my stomach,
wiped some on my face and licked it off my fingers. I... do like the taste.

I rose in the morning, enjoyed servicing little Johnny again, showered the
evidence of both events off, 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.

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 would be perfect, if he
had me get that far.

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, obvious down
one leg.

My white cutoff tank top showed off my developing six pack nicely, well a
14 year old pack, 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 and also, you know what.

Man I looked hot! Almost made myself bone myself up! Wierdo... Gay bait I
hopefully liked to think I was. So I hoped Skylar would like it and 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, no socks and started 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 Brit, Master Skylar is expecting you, please enter"

Wow!  Did I feel important!  He left and Skylar came trotting down the
hall, in track pants, darn, but a nice bump in them, and 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 was told it was Brit but it's 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.

I was slightly embarrassed at first, then he broke out in laughter and put
his hand on my shoulder and took me downstairs.

He pressed some numbers on the keypad by a 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 12 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 pretty 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 awesome looking with a great build, real model material
with perfect posture, and have gorgeous facial features" and glanced down
at my bulge and chuckled "as well as maybe other great features. Would you
like to pose rather than do a portrait?"

I blushed, 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 too, if that's OK?"

"Deal!" he replied then pressed the button on the intercom "Rodney, would
you please prepare a couple milkshakes 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!" and waggled his fingers at me.

He waved me over to the door with him and had me watch him punch in the
code "when you hear the bell, 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.  There was an opened portfolio on
the table and it was a bunch of figure studies, naked boys in various
poses!  Wow!

Maybe he did it on purpose, hoping I would see it and maybe figure what he
might want to do. They were really good and I slowly flipped through it,
noting the different poses and props and especially the detail.  I felt
that little tingling again in my Johnny as I leaned down for a closer look.

They ranged in age from about 12 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!

When I heard a tap at the door I 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 tray
down and took a quick glance at the album on the table.  OMG, he must have
set it up and noticed it had been opened.  Oh well, it did get my interest
and maybe his now too.

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 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 that whole thing" and he
giggled subtly. Blush.

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 he
was wearing real short and tight white cutoffs with a nice bulge beside the
fly! Boing!

I wasn't disappointed as he giggled, put his arms up and spun around,
showing them off. They were raggedly cut just below the bottom of the fly
and the back above the bottom of his bubble butt cheeks which squished out!

"You like?" and I was a bobblehead as he ginned, "good, I modified them
just for you, figuring the artist in you would appreciate them"

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 and didn't
wait for a reply.

Shaking my head, my mouth went dry as I 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 and
a bit of one side now showed between the spread flaps.

He ran his fingertips over my smooth pubes, "You do shave them?" he asked
as he squeezed the base of my cock and I nodded, and he grinned knowingly
"kuhl, I do too".  (that made me feel good, just as his fingers did)

He unbuttoned my shirt and started sketching rapidly and said, "I'm just
sketching now, will fill it in later" and 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
sexy 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" I asked,
trying not to let my anxiety to show too much

He nodded and I fired my camera up, not bothering to zip up, kinda getting
into it and started with him facing away, coiyly looking over his shouder,
fingers to his lips and his others rubbing the bulge of butt showing.

"I'm not used to posing myself, it's kind of fun! I'm not much to look at
though"

My turn now, "Oh no, you're hot. You'll see. Your turn on the pole"

I had him stand behind it, head down on one side, leering at me, the pole
pressing one side of his fly, increasing the bulge the other side

"Okay, let's get you sexy now. Do you have a shirt we can tear?"

He fowned a bit, confused, then, "Yeah, sure this one is old" and got a
pare of scissors and I cut the hem in a few places, then tore them up,
different lengths, then the good part.

He giggled as I undid his fly, "Oh no,you can't cut that, it already is"

I chortled as I spead his flaps and his pubes were shaved in a V!

"You said you shaved"

"Well I do, but I shape it at the same time" and chuckled, "it's a sign,
pointing to something that is interesting. You like?'

"Jeez yeah, big kuhl and makes me very interested" running my fingers on
it.

For the next pose, I had him sit sideways in an arm chair, one leg up on
the opposite arm the other stretched out below it on the floor. I spread
the flap on the bulge side so the base of his firm cock showed and it
didn`t seem as thick as mine

Squeezing his tight bulge a few times, I chuckled, "Gotta get that right"
and had him spread the torn ends of his shirt around then took several
shots with various looks, mean, tittering, sensuous, as he moved around,
fondling the bulge sometimes.

I had him kneel on the chair facing the back, knees spread and got a good
shot of those bulging cheeks under the short's hems. Then a few closeups of
his V and was able to get one when he was seated, knees spread and I was on
the floor and with the right focal length got the V in the foreground, his
smilling face just above it.

He squealed with delight when he looked at the pictures, loving the angles,
"Oh, you're so good! You have such a good eye, especially working with
someone as bad as me.  And those naughty poses... are you ready for more
risqué posing with that great body of yours too?"

Nodding and quite excited inside, I followed him over to the rack where 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 a lot bolder, so I dropped my shorts and underwear and was
figuring out how to put it on.

"Oooo, nice set of buns! Tasty"

As I looked over my shoulder at him, I 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 fighting hard. At an
early age I had learned how to fight it as it could be really embarrasing,
because down 6 1/2 I could tuck it under but up 7 was a flagpole.

I was still 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 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 sheer bikini,
and rather than wearing his cock down, it went up to the left!

God it looked like it was about 6 - 7 in. long, distinctive big knob on the
end stretching the material and a couple of big nuts stretching the bottom.
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, wishing it was up now too) and
watched as he did a couple poses, then grinned.

Since he was thin and very white, 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 like
before.

I finished with him facing me, feet spread, looking over his left shoulder
and his hand inside his bikini grabbing his cock.  He squealed again 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 to my
clothes, stripped off the posers 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!"

He shut the phone, closed his eyes then dreamily 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 another 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)

Smiling at me shrewdly, he 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 grey eyes so intense and his
body so smooth and you could vaguely see his cock through the sheer pouch.
He really turns me on.

After I manipulated them in Photoshop they looked even better, 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, saving it up,
counting on something happening, and besides, I love that high I feel when
I'm horny, dragging it out, tingly, excited, know what I mean? Because once
you cumm you just lose interest and would rather kick a ball around, right?

I threw some things in my backpack, made sure my camera was charged and put
it in then waited impatiently, hormones racing, till it was time to go over
to Skylar's for some bare skin art.


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DD

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