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The Artist's Subject

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 07 Nov 2000 1 comments
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by John I'm a married man, age 43. I enjoy a fantastic, open sex life with my wife of twenty years. But I often think back to experiences I had when I was younger. I worked in a motorcycle shop when I was 19. One day we got a phone call from an "artist" saying that he was wondering if any "motorcycle guy" types would be interested in posing for an art project. He said he would pay $40 an hour for "the right guy". Being young, and rather naive, I called him back. He told me where he lived, and I recognized it as a very expensive, high class part of the city. He seemed friendly and honest, and said I could bring my girlfriend with me, if I felt more comfortable. I took her with me, and we arrived at his impressive home and went to the back door as requested. He answered the door, introducing himself as Rick to me and my girlfriend, and inviting us in. He was handsome, with big brown eyes and dark hair in his middle thirties, and I could tell my girlfriend found him attractive. He started talking about the project, which would involve many artists, and would involve some nude, or partially nude posing and contain a flavor of classical Roman and Greek themes. He talked about the time that would be required, when most of the sessions would be...seemed to be legitimate. I told him I was interested, and I was thinking that this would be an easy way to earn some extra money. He asked me to come back next week, by myself, and he would evaluate me at our next meeting. I felt excited as I prepared for the second meeting. That afternoon, I showered. As I was rubbing soap all over my body, I was really getting into it. My hands felt so good touching my slippery body as I washed my neck and shoulders. I ran them over my chest, teasing my soapy nipples, tickling my stomach. I looked down and saw my cock sticking straight up, oozing at the head. I didn't want to touch it right away. I just watched it twitch and drip and watched the head turn a beautiful color red as it swelled up and started throbbing. I took my soapy hands and rubbed my ass, teasing the crack and tickling my asshole just right, as I kept looking lovingly at my beautiful cock.......I had to touch it. I used just two fingers lightly on the shaft, then rubbed them all around the head, feeling so hard and swollen, with the skin so soft. I wrapped my hand around the shaft at the base, and slowly pulled, long and hard..putting pressure on my cock all the way down to the very root of it. Then I knew I had to rub it until I shot my cum all over the shower. I squeezed it and held it just right as I fucked my hand. Looking down at my cock sliding in and out through my hand was too much, and my knees felt weak. I started to moan and spasm as I felt my cum squirting the whole length of my swollen pecker as I milked it. I never thought about the meeting in sexual terms as I dressed in jeans and a nice shirt. Then, when I was on my way to meet with Rick I started thinking about him, and maybe others, looking at my body in various stages of undress and in different positions. It kind of excited me to think about it, even though I am not interested in men. I got kind of scared thinking about what would happen if I got hard when I was posing. I was thinking about how sexed up I felt in the shower earlier, and started to feel my cock stretching in my pants. I rubbed it through my jeans, and it felt really good to rub it, but I wanted to be soft when I arrived at the meeting so I stopped touching it. Rick answered the door with jeans and a white t-shirt on. He was rubbing his wet hair with a towel, and asked that I pardon his appearance, as he just got out of the shower. He invited me into the living room, and began more of the same talk as the first meeting...what was required, etc. He asked me to take off my shirt so he could see if my upper body would be satisfactory for the project. That seemed reasonable, and I didn't hesitate. He looked at me, and his eyes seemed to burn my body as he slowly took me in..looking down my chest to the top of my jeans and slowly back up until he was looking at me eye to eye. I got goose bumps and felt my tender nipples get so hard they started to hurt. Then Rick explained that sometimes they will use oil on the models to give them that classical look. He said he wanted to make sure that I was comfortable with that. He said he was going to put on a robe and suggested that I move to the next room, where he had a massage table. He said "Why don't you get comfortable. Just strip down to your briefs and use the sheet in there to cover up, if you feel more at ease that way. I'll be right back." I was a bit nervous, but did as he asked, reminding myself of the money I would get for posing. He come back into the room with a robe on, put on some music, to relax me, and said for me to just lie on my stomach and he would put some oil on my back. I laid there on my stomach with my briefs on and the sheet over me, feeling pretty relaxed. Then he started rubbing my back with warm oil. Wow !! It felt great and very relaxing. He rubbed my shoulders until all the tension was gone. He was a real expert at massage and I was really into it. He was rubbing my lower back, and I was really feeling good, when he suggested I take my briefs off, so he could rub my lower back better without getting oil on my clothes. I said "sure"....It made sense to me. He really got into my lower back then, and it felt so natural when he slid his hands down my ass cheeks and starting squeezing and rubbing them. I could feel him looking at me as he pulled my ass open, just a little at first, then more and more until I could feel the air on my virgin asshole. It started to feel weird. Then he took the oil and rubbed down the back of my legs. When he was rubbing the back of my thighs, right below my ass cheeks, I felt my dick starting to grow. I opened my eyes to catch a glimpse of him. I could see his cock was fully erect and sticking straight out in his robe. When I saw that, my cock suddenly felt hard and uncomfortable under me on the table. I lifted my hips up to adjust my cock, and Rick started rubbing the inside of my thighs, making it impossible for me to lay back down on my stomach. As he cupped my heavy, full balls from behind and gently tugged on them, I felt the tension on the whole length of my cock, from the root to the head...I knew I was helpless. He made me feel so good, I just didn't care about anthing else. He said "Turn Over". It felt so good to lay on my back with Rick looking at my cock jerking all by itself , making a puddle on my stomach. The precum was flowing, not leaking from my cock. He didn't touch me....he just exhaled deeply and watched my cock for what seemed like an eternity. I was lost in the moment, and didn't know what to do. Rick pushed his robe aside, and I got my first look at another man's erect, horny prick. It was beautiful and he began teasing it for me. He was still standing up as he moved closer to me. I was a little scared then, as his cock came closer to my face with every movement he made. His fingers were very busy as he used both hands to fiddle with his big hard cock. He ran his fingers up and down his shaft, making little moans that made my cock jump. He tickled his head and rubbed his fingers all around it, rubbing his precum into it. He came closer then, and took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head against my arm, then my shoulder, then back and forth across my cheek. All this time I had not touched my cock. I closed my eyes for a minute when I first put my hand on it. It felt so good to touch it everywhere as I watched Rick and felt his cock rubbing against me. He brought it to my lips, and I was not sure, so he just rubbed it over my closed mouth, wetting my lips with the precum on the tip of his cockhead. I timidly let my tongue dart out and lick his slit. I felt the slit in his cock open for me as I pushed my tongue into it and wiggled it around. I kept doing that while I started "kissing" the head at the same time. Before I knew it, I was sucking and licking his cockhead as he moaned for me to suck him...to suck him hard...to suck him all the way down to the root. I was surprised at how much of him I could get into my mouth. When I had his whole cock in my mouth, sucking as I swirled my toungue all over it, he grunted and pulled it away from me. It was beautiful, covered in my spit, all shiny and wet, swollen and dripping. He wrapped his hand around it and pulled on it over and over until he moved down so that his dick was in front of mine. He pulled on both of our dicks and rubbed the two fat, slippery heads all over each other. I thought I would pass out as I grabbed my cock from him and pulled it hard...just the way I like it....until I felt my balls pull up inside of me....God...my cockhead felt bigger and harder than ever before. I wanted to look at my big fuckstick. As soon as I saw my cock, and the condition it was in, I started to cum. I looked at Rick's cock.....purple and huge. He was milking it...no teasing now...he was pulling it hard. As soon as he saw the cum shoot out of my cum hole....he was moaning too, rubbing his cock against me and shooting again and again...his cum mixing with mine. As soon as I regained my composure, I felt strange and wanted to leave. I thought about what we had done....A LOT.....and decided not to see him again. Until he called me again.....but I'll save that for another time.