My Experiences As A Nude Model

[Hanging6x6]

Here in the Erotic Stories section of the forums, the subtitle says make-believe stories and discussions about large penises. At some point I do want to make up some characters but I have had an interesting life and enjoy sharing personal experiences.

Previously I have written about my college life adventures when I lost my virginity in a big way. I just finished sharing the story of falling in love with a guy who has the smallest penis I have ever seen on an adult, but to change things up I wrote it from his viewpoint based on things he told me during our time together. I also have an ongoing thread that I will continue adding to about my longtime best friend and I becoming fuck buddies a few years ago.

This new series begins when I was in my first year of college. I had to pay my way through school because my mom struggled to make ends meets when my dad died at a young age when I was only 7. She worked hard to provide for us. I did receive some grant money but I had to make up the difference myself.

As this story begins I am 18. I have just moved from home to a college dorm. I grew up living in an outer suburb that was almost like being in the country, but without farms. The college was in the city and as a shy kid I was thrust into a crowd whether on campus or anywhere surrounding it. Like many boys I had the locker room experience, seeing boys my age nude from 7th grade on until I could opt out of gym class after 10th grade. Many boys take pride in being hung in front of their peers. I just felt different.

One day on the student bulletin board near the cafeteria I was looking at all kinds of flyers about things going on around campus, events off campus, and some postings for jobs. I had just gotten settled into my dorm room, learned my way around campus and my next move was to start looking for work to be able to start paying my way. I noticed a flyer saying the art department was hiring males and females to pose nude for a variety of drawing, painting, and sculpture classes. The pay was better than any job I could get in a restaurant or store. The idea of being naked in front of a room full of people scared the shit out of me but I knew it was the best way to make enough money to pay the bills.

Before I could talk myself out of it I headed to the Fine Arts Building and looked up,the office of the woman who coordinated the models for the art department. Before I knew what was happening she was writing down all my info and gave me a schedule, starting the very next day.

The rest of that day I was nervous as hell and had regretted that I had agreed to take off my clothes in front of a bunch of people but I had always been a person to keep my promises so I would not allow myself to back out of it. The next day I had a class and after lunch I was to report back to the model coordinator. My nerves prevented me from eating so I just wandered around for an hour.

I arrived in the art department a half hour before class as requested. The coordinator took me down the hall to a huge studio space and introduced me to the instructor whose class I would be posing for. She told me no to worry about being new to modeling and told me she would help me with poses and let me know when to hold still, when to break, etc. She asked me to go behind a curtained area and completely undress and then to put on the robe the coordinator had asked me to bring and wait for her yo call me.

Behind the curtain my knees were shaking and I was feeling like I could be sick. When I was nude I looked at myself in the full length mirror on the wall. I had nothing to be ashamed of. I was considered nice looking. I stood 5'11" and had a good physique in spite of not being athletic. By age 18 I knew I was well hung compared to most guys and that was something many boys envied and girls admired. Suddenly, the instructor called me so I quickly put on my robe and walked out. It was show time!!!

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[Hanging6x6]

I stepped out from behind the curtain and saw about 25 students all facing inward to the model stand. I didn't want to make eye contact but took a look around and saw some people I had met in some of my own classes. Why the hell had it not occurred to me this would happen. I was mortified. I was a man of my word so backing out was not an option, but I told myself I was an idiot.

The instructor asked me to get on the model stand and explained to the class that I would be doing a series of quick poses, then gradually get into longer poses. This was a "Beginning Drawing" class. She told them just like they were new to drawing the nude figure, I wad new to nude modeling and we would all progress together.

Then the moment I had been dreading arrived. She asked me to drop my robe. There I was standing completely nude in front of all these people, several whom I knew. I know my knees were shaking. The instructor talked me through my first pose and every 30 seconds would ask me to move an arm, a leg, or slightly turn.

I have to say I was quickly focused on my poses and calmed down. Then we moved on from the quicker poses to 15 minute poses. I made the mistake of making eye contact with a good looking girl in front, just a few feet away from me. She smiled and suggestively licked her lips. I had not been sexually active yet and had never been nude in front of girls. I quickly looked away from her to the guy next to her. I did not know at that time I am bisexual but this guy was creating a sensation I had not felt in my body before.

Suddenly I felt my penis stirring. My worst nightmare was coming true. I had been dreading getting an erection while modeling and now it was happening. My hard size is 7.5" and it stands straight out so it is not easy to conceal. Thankfully, the instructor noticed what was happening and asked me to change into a seated pose with my back to the group when it was not fully hard. The instructor's desk was behind the model stand so my boned up cock was the least visible. There were students off to both sides who could still see my dick pointing up above my legs. I was so embarrassed.

In a few minutes it went soft and we tried more poses with me facing the group. Although it was soft, my penis was still very fluffed. My typical soft length is 6" but it was probably hanging around 7" after just losing an erection. I was grateful it stayed soft after that.

When the class ended the instructor reminded me getting an erection was grounds for not being asked to model again but she knew it was my first time and as long as it did not happen again she would let it slide. Then she compliments me on my posing and said I had promise. She said I had great focus and was able to hold very still while posing so if I enjoyed it I would become a desirable model.

I got dressed and said thank you and goodbye to the instructor. I left the studio and out in the hall the hot guy from the front row was waiting for me.

To be continued...

 

[ruggero]

My goodness, this all seems very familiar, I've been through this ordeal and can identify with your tale. I suppose all of us, except the cocksure jocks, who've modelled have had to survive this first time.

 

[Hanging6x6]

My goodness, this all seems very familiar, I've been through this ordeal and can identify with your tale. I suppose all of us, except the cocksure jocks, who've modelled have had to survive this first time.

Yes, I have heard similar stories from other male models. Do you still model? I see you are an artist also. I like your work, especially the graphite drawings that are more realistic. If you ever work from photos versus a live model, I’d love to see what you can do with one of my pix.

 

[miamirt]

More!!!

 

[Hanging6x6]

The sexy guy in the hall introduced himself. His name was Anthony. I had immediately been attracted to him in the studio and now standing close to him and at eye level I was totally turned on. I had never had sex and honestly had always felt shy and unready, but not anymore!

Anthony and I walked out of the building together. He was slightly taller than me, had a swimmer's build and judging by the bulge in his jeans he had a big dick and seemed to be as turned on by me as I was by him. He invited me to his place, but not until the following evening. Damn! My hands would be giving my cock and balls a workout until then. He gave me his address and phone number, turned and walked away. My eyes were glued to his ass when he turned around and smiled.

I went back to my dorm room to meet up with my room mate to go to the cafeteria for dinner. When we got there Jeff stopped to say hi to someone. I looked back and saw it was the girl from class who had caused my erection to start while I was posing.

Jeff introduced me to Heather and she smiled and told him we had met, sort of. Then she said she wanted to do both of us after we were finished eating. Then she walked off to join a few girlfriends.

Back in our room I was grateful when Heather said she wanted Jeff to fuck her first so he could help prepare her for my big cock. I was still dressed so he asked her how she knew what size my dick was. She told him what happened. We all undressed and I got an eyeful of my first nude girl. She was gorgeous and once again caused my cock to rise.

I watched as the two of them engaged in foreplay and then fucked. I hoped I could B.S. my way through my first fuck and not look like an idiot. Jeff came quite quickly so I did not have to wait long. Heather loved my dick, both in her mouth and in her pussy. Unfortunately she kept referring to my big cock and Jeff's little one and because of it he ended up mad at me.

After I came Heather said she want us to double penetrate her. I have to say it felt great having Jeff's cock thrusting side by side with my own. We both lasted a little longer that second round. Afterwards Heather got dressed and left.

Jeff and I had been getting along OK but after we were alone again he gave me the cold shoulder and it was pretty miserable being in the small space with him.

The next day all I could think about was hooking back up with Anthony After my last class. I thought the hours were never going to pass, but finally I was at his door ringing the bell. He buzzed me in and called out for me to come up the stairs. It turned out Anthony's apartment was a large loft space. It was really cool.

Anthony asked if I wanted a drink. I wanted to be alert for the sex I hoped would be happening but I though one drink might help ease my nerves. As were sat on the sofa drinking he told me he thought I was a really good model. Then he said he had a proposition. He said he was turned on by me, but he was not the type to commit to one person. He wanted to have sex with men and women so he did not want to be confined to a relationship. He told me he wanted me to think about moving in with him and sharing his bed. He said if I lived there I would not have to pay any rent and he would also pay for my food. Then he said the catch would be I had to have sex with him whenever he wanted it and have sex with his friends who he invited over, both make and female.

I was a bit stunned by his proposition. He said just think about it. I told him it didn't sound fair that he would pay for everything. He told me his parents were wealthy and gave him all the money he asked for. Without any further consideration I blurted out, "Yes!" He smiled and said we should celebrate by having our first fuck.

Anthony was several years older than me and seemed quite experienced sexually. I decided I better be honest and let him know I was inexperienced with men. He said he was a good teacher. We undressed and when we turned to face each other I was both turned on and frightened by his big cock. It was about 7" long in its soft state and quite thick. What I loved most was his long foreskin and his hairy chest.

Anthony took his time with me and by the time he devirginized my ass I was ready for his 9" x 7" boner and only felt the white hot burn for a few seconds before I felt complete ecstasy. He lasted way longer than Jeff or I had the previous night. After he came he said it was my turn. For some reason I hadn't expected he would want me to fuck him. I was so turned on I thought I was going to shoot my load before I even got my cock in his ass but I actually lasted long enough not to be embarradssed about it.

After our fuck session Anthony said he wanted to draw me. We both stayed nude and it as the first time I noticed he had a model stand at the far end of the room. He turned on some lights and I got in the stand and into a pose. After half an hour he said he was finished and turned his drawing towards me. It was amazing. He was very talented and I thought I looked damn good.

When Anthony told me he would pay my expenses I had shared that I had to pay my way through school so his offer would help a lot. After I finished posing for him he said he had another idea for me to make money. He said he invited some friends over once a week for a drawing night. He always had a model and everyone chipped in to pay their share. He said if I was willing to do it I could keep all the money and I could charge the same as the school paid me.

I went back to the dorm and thankfully Jeff was asleep. He was gone when I woke up. During the day Anthony helped me move my stuff to his place. I let the school know I had moved out of the dorm due to a conflict with my roommate and I left Jeff a note telling him I thought it was est for both of us for me to leave.

I posed for the school that afternoon and was grateful not to get hard. I had totally gotten over the nerves and was really enjoying everything about modeling. This time was for a different instructor. After class he said he had heard I was new to modeling but I seemed at ease and I was great at coming up with interesting poses and staying very still. I thanked him, got dressed, headed home to Anthony and was loving my life.

To be continued...

 

[Hanging6x6]

After only a few months at college my life had changed so much. I had been the shy kid who never even had seriously dated to being a guy who many of my new friends and classmates had seen nude. it was so liberating and completely changed my confidence.

There was also a rapidly growing list of people I had sexual encounters with. I viewed it as a cool reward for putting myself out there. As the phrase says, "No risk, no reward." I am living proof.

I was doing well in my classes, typically modeling at least three times a week for the college, one night for Anthony's friends, and sometimes other random jobs. I had become so comfortable out of my clothes I always felt overdressed if I was wearing anything at all.

One day after I posed for an advanced class for graduate students, a cute blonde named Tracey stayed after to tell me I was her favorite model of the males and females in the school's line up. I thanked her and asked why. She told me I seemed more passionate about it and had more interesting poses in my arsenal. Then she looked up and down my still naked body and said she liked what she saw.

It was noon and she asked if I would have lunch with her. I happily accepted. Tracey was easy to talk to and so easy on my eyes. I had been having sex with a lot of people but it had always been initiated by the other person, or by Anthony since I had moved in with him. Between he and I fucking every day and his friends, my dick was really getting a workout! That day I took the lead and asked her if she fooled around. She said she hoped I would ask.

We both had afternoon classes but met up afterwards. I walked with her to her apartment just off campus. I undressed Tracey and was so turned on my cock was fully hard by the time she stood naked before me. When she undressed me my hard cock was so crammed into my jeans she had trouble getting them unbuttoned.

I have to admit sometimes sex had become almost mechanical, with me just going through the motions. This day I felt connected and we were both passionate. After Tracey orgasmed I felt my ballsac tighten and knew I was close I pulled out and tore off my condom. I came on her tits and then I proceeded to give her a tongue bath.

We lay there, both panting, and satisfied, at least temporarily. I had to get back home so I started getting dressed. Tracey said she might have a modeling job for me if I was interested in something different. It would be a bachelorette party and I would pose nude for the soon to be bride and her bridesmaids who were not artists but would draw me. Tracey was the Maid of Honor and hosting the party so she would be there. I had never done anything like that. The idea of being naked with all those girls was appealing. I said yes.

The day of the party finally arrived. I showed up at a back door where Tracey asked me to come. She snuck me in a back way. None of the other girls knew what Tracey had planned. She left me to get undressed and minutes later she was back. She brought me into the room where the girls were surprised to see a naked guy.

It was immediately apparent they had all been drinking. If there had been any modesty or decorum, it was gone. I had hands exploring me and felt a light pinch on my ass. Tracey quickly got me away from the girls and brought me up to a small raised stage. Then she told the girls to all go to the door at the back of the room and go in and each get an easel, drawing paper and charcoal. Then she went to get the same for herself.

I got into a pose where all of the girls had a good view of my dick. It did not take a Rocket Scientist to understand that is why I was there. While imposed they all seemed to get more loose and wild. They were giggling about drawing my dick and I heard comments like you didn't draw it big enough or God that is huge!

When Tracey told me I could break my pose and the girls each turned their drawings so I could see them. Tracey was the only artist and hers was a beautiful likeness of me. The rest were comical or somewhat scary. I had learned I just had to laugh because sometimes I wondered why I had just bared it all when their interpretation doesn't look remotely like you, and sometime barely looks human!

Tracey wanted a group photo of me in the middle with the girls on both sides holding their drawings. Then all hell broke loose and the bride to be started pawing me. The girls egged her on and she knelt down and started sucking my dick. It was hot being alone with all the girls and having them see me getting hard.

Tracey could see things were quickly getting out of control so she got me out of the room as soon as the bride had gotten me off. We kissed goodbye and she went back into the party room while I got dressed and left. This was a whole new kind of modeling for me and I began to wonder about what other possibilities are out there.

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[Hanging6x6]

I don't want you to get the impression posing for artists and art classes is always about sex. These stories I have shared are from 30 years ago when I was a super horny 18 year old. I was posing for other horny young people.

In general posing is not sexual. If you think you would like to try it for that reason or just to show off your body, you will likely be disappointed. It's definitely OK to enjoy being nude in front of people but you have to be passionate about it to really be good at it.

Being a model for artists is not about having the best body. Artists typically enjoy working with a variety of models who have all different body types. The important things are to be able to think of interesting poses and to be great at staying very still.

One of my jobs was to be a nude statue in someone's backyard garden for a large party. My body was painted by an artist to look like stone. I was placed in the garden before the guests arrived and had to be still throughout the cocktail hour.

For additional income I have also been a nude waiter at a party. My job was to wander around a large room filled with clothed people, serving appetizers and drinks from a tray I was carrying.

One of my favorite modeling jobs was at an outdoor body painting event in a very busy area. An estimated 10,000 people passed by in the four hours I and other models were fully nude while being painted. In some cases you can feel quite anonymous with body paint disguising your appearance but for that event my face was the last part of me that got painted.

In some college classrooms the model stand is by one all so students gather in a half circle around you. However, I have also been in many studio spaces where the model stand is in the middle of the room. In those situations you have to be very comfortable nude since you are full exposed from every angle. It also becomes more challenging to think of creative poses where each artist is seeing your body from an interesting vantage point.

If you think you might want to be a nude model for artists, I encourage you to strip down and stand in front of a mirror. Get into a pose and stay in that poses for 20-30 minutes without moving. Many people decide right then and there they are not cut out for it.

The other thing is you can't pick and choose who will see you nude. I have modeled at colleges, community art centers, at parties, festivals, etc. In addition to all of the strangers I have posed for I have also been seen by co-workers, neighbor's, my wife's friends, and even my mother who showed up at an opening night event where an artist was painting my likeness on a canvas. Once you commit to a job it is rude to back out because you see someone you know.

In spite of the challenging things I have mentioned, I find nude modeling to be very rewarding. I thoroughly enjoy
being a part of the art process. When I pose for beginners it is great to see their progress throughout a semester. When I pose for advanced classes or professional artists I am in awe of the artists' ability to capture my likeness.

If you have any questions about modeling for artists please feel,free to ask.

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[Hanging6x6]

One modeling job I had was for a women's group. I was in my 20's at the time and the women were probably from 40-60 years old. I was surprised to wander around during a break looking at the images they drew of me and see not a single one of them drew me with a penis. In some drawings I looked like a Ken doll and in others my likeness just faded away below my waste.

It seems even within the art community, with people who sign up to paint or draw a nude model, there is a sigma for some people to include male genitals. When posing for gay male artists it is not uncommon to see my junk looking larger than it is.

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[Hanging6x6]

In my first post in this thread I mentioned getting a spontaneous erection in front of my peers. In a college setting that is taboo and can keep you from getting future jobs at the school. A few years ago I received a call asking if I could fill in for a model who was let go because he repeatedly got hard and the school's agreement with him was terminated.

At the other end of the spectrum I have been asked to pose for erotic art. I am so conditioned to avoid getting hard when I pose that it's strange when an artist asks if I am comfortable posing with an erection. Basically what it means is having to masturbate in front of the artist to obtain an erection and then give it additional strokes as needed to get it up again as it goes down.

From time to time I have also posed nude with another model. I enjoy all types of body contact so that part doesn't phase me but it can be awkward trying to look like you are being intimate with a person you would never choose to be with in your personal life.

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[Hanging6x6]

One modeling job I had was in a female artist's home studio. Throughout the day we had one interruption after another. First one of the artist's friends stopped by to pick something up. Figurative artists are accustomed to seeing nude models but it is interesting to see the reaction when someone else encounters me nude, not knowing I will be there. This friend turned bright red and was torn between being embarrassed to be caught looking at me and not wanting to miss the opportunity to check me out.

Next the UPS man walked in with a package. He got all flustered and neatly dropped the box.

Then the artist's college age son came into the studio to tell his mom he was leaving to go somewhere. He completely avoided looking my way and acted like I was not there.

Just as we were finishing up the artist's daughter came in and she didn't even attempt to hide the fact she was looking up and down my body.

It is really quite unprofessional for an artist to allow those kinds of intrusions, but I don't get embarrassed or offended so it doesn't bother me.

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[Hanging6x6]

I became an Artist's Model because I was paying my own way through college but I have continued doing it ever since because I came to love it. Over the years I have had many conversations with random people and sometimes I bring up being a nude model.

It's funny that many women immediately think I must have an amazing body under whatever clothes they are seeing me in. I have always been motivated to try to stay in decent shape knowing my body will be scrutinized by the people I pose for, but a great body is not a prerequisite to do what I do. Another misnomer is needing a big penis. I know other male models whose penises are all different lengths and girths, including some very small.

A lot of the men I have talked to tend to imagine I am a porn star. They don't picture me standing like a statue in a classroom for hours on end, getting cramped muscles or having a limb fall asleep.

If any of you guys ar interested in becoming a nude model there are both types of jobs out there, but it is seldom an Artist's Model's work and Porn Star's work come together. For those serious about posing for artists there are usually Model Coordinators who you need to contact at colleges, community art centers, etc.

 

[Hanging6x6]

Now that I have stressed an Artist's Model needs to take the work seriously in order to gain a great reputation, get asked back to pose again, and get referrals from artist's and instructors, I do have more interesting tales to share from my long modeling career.

I was asked to pose for a gay men's drawing group. I have heard of several different groups like this, mostly in major cities. The one that requested my services met at various member's homes once a month. The guy who approached me was teaching a figure drawing class at a community art center.

The class was an 8 week session that met one evening a week. I posed the first week and again for the last night. At the end of that class the instructor thanked everyone for coming, mentioned a more advanced class he would be teaching for the fall. Everyone hung out for about half an hour. I had been heading into a small adjacent room to get dressed but I kept getting stopped by people thanking me for my work so I ended up being nude the whole time.

Finally everyone was gone accept the instructor and I. I knew he was gay because he had mentioned his partner a few times during the class sessions. That night he told me he was a member of a gay men's drawing group. There were 12 members and they met at each other's houses once a month. Typically 5-8 men showed up for each gathering. Each time they had a male model and they were always looking for new guys. He wondered if I was interested in modeling for them. They paid well so I accepted.

He wondered how I felt about posing with another guy. I said I enjoy contact so that worked for me. He said their group was very open minded so they liked erotic poses. I said I was totally fine with that.

It seemed he was testing me to see how far he could go. As I kept accepting whatever he told me, he finally mentioned that after two hours of drawing the models the members had an after party, staying to have sexual encounters. He said about half of the guys stayed each time and models were always welcome to join them and some did and some did not.

I told him I was openly bisexual and would definitely consider it but if it was OK I would prefer not to commit until I met all the members. He was happy I was even thinking about it. We decided on a date when I would pose for the group and I got dressed and headed home.

On the night I was to start modeling I left work a little early, went home and took a shower, had a light dinner, and headed to the address I was given. It was an upscale neighborhood with beautiful homes on large lots. The house I was going to was all lit up and there were just a couple cars there so far. I rang the doorbell and Dan (the instructor from the class I had posed for) answered the door. He welcomed me in and introduced me to that night's host. Then he said the other model was already there and was in a bedroom down the hall getting undressed. He lead me to the same room so I could get undressed. He introduced me to Lucas who was already nude. He was gorgeous. This was going to be fun.

Dan went back out to the living room to greet other men as they arrived. I got undressed and Lucas and I discussed our modeling careers. We were surprised we had never met since we had both posed at many of the same places. He had posed for this group a couple times and said they were a fun group and all pretty skilled artists.

I asked Lucas if he ever stayed for the after parties. He said he had both times and had a great time. Then he smiled and said if I stayed he knew he and I could have some fun, too.

We waited in that room about 15 minutes until everyone arrived. Then Dan came back to get us. The group had moved from the living room to a large family room at the back of the house. There was a very large solid coffee table and Dan said that would be our model stand and it would easily support both of us.

I was introduced to the group. All 12 guys were there and Dan said when everyone heard Lucas was going to model and a new young guy would be posing with him they all were excited. Lucas and I stepped up into the table. I let him take the lead on choosing our poses. For our first one he came right in for a bear hug and our dicks were touching. I was relieved to know these guys enjoyed erotic poses because I could already tell I would be boned up soon.

We did six poses with short breaks in between each of them. Each pose got sexier and sexier. By the time we were finished, I think all the members were as turned on as Lucas and I were. There were several guys who told everyone to have fun, but they left. The rest of them put away their art supplies and then got undressed.

The members ranged in age from about 30 to 50 and there were a few of them that really caught my attention. I had never thought of Dan as particularly good looking or well built but that night he looked amazing. He also had the longest and thickest cock in the room. He immediately came up to me and said both times I had posed for his class he had hoped one day I would be here with this group and he would have an opportunity to have fun with me.

I had figured the guys would pair off and go to the bedrooms but everyone stayed right there. Dan asked if I was a top or bottom. When I said versatile he got a huge smile on his face and said in that case he would love to fuck me. I told him to go for it.

He got my ass ready for his monster meat and then I got down and sucked him to full hardness. His flaccid size had appeared to be an inch longer than my 6" softie and it was thicker. He was a true show-er because his erect size was barely an inch longer at about 8". He ended up being a skilled and sensitive top. He really wanted to please me and make sure he got me off.

As he was riding my ass I looked around and spotted Lucas topping a guy name Frank. I hoped I would get a chance to be with him too. Finally Dan said he was close. After he came Lucas was at my side and asked if I would join him. His body was toned and hairy. He had a really good looking 3" uncut dick in its flaccid state. He got on his back for me to fuck him and while I was thrusting in and out he got hard with what appeared to be about 6".

Lucas was a very vocal sex partner. The other guys seemed to stop what they were doing to watch us. Thankfully, I didn't get intimated with an audience! I did not want this fuck to end but eventually I knew I was on the verge of cumming and let out a loud moan. Lucas did too. When i ejaculated it send Lucas over the edge and his cock spewed hot cum between us. The group applauded.

Everyone started getting dressed and leaving. Lucas and I went to the bedroom where our clothes were and hot dressed. He said he would really like a go at my ass and wondered if we could get together some night. I said I would love that. He invited me to his place the upcoming Friday night. We said goodnight and headed our separate ways.

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[Hanging6x6]

I had quickly gone from novice model to seasoned veteran. I was getting more requests than I could handle. I had made a big commitment to my roommate Anthony (A) in exchange for free room and board so being available to him was my top priority. He definitely kept my sex life active. The man was insatiable!

Wednesday night was generally our night to host a group of A's friends for a live figure drawing night. Our big loft space allowed everyone to spread out and I moved the model stand out from the wall so each person could find the angle they wanted each time I changed poses.

There were usually just a handful of artists so it was a nice change from classroom modeling when there were five times as many people surrounding me. A's friends were serious about art and willing to pay to get this extra drawing time. My bank account was building quickly from these sessions.

From time to time one of the artist's wanted to get in even more drawing time and asked if I would pose privately for them so they could request specific poses they needed more practice or a few times one of them had an upcoming show and wanted to draw a series of images.

One of those requests came from a very quiet guy named John. He was unassuming in every way. The type of guy who probably went unnoticed much of his life. His art was masterful and definitely caught people's attention. I felt proud when he wanted to use me as his sole model for his senior show.

When I arrived at his apartment he had done what he could to carve out a studio space and even rigged lights that were positioned to create the highlights and shadows that help define a body. As always, he was dressed in clothes that were a couple sizes too large. His apartment was quite warm so I was lucky I was posing nude. I told him I didn't know how he could stand the heat wearing those heavy looking clothes. He said he was very warm and if I wouldn't be offended he would take his shirt off.

He turned to unbutton his shirt and hang it over the back of a chair. When he spun around to face me I was in awe of his physique. His chest was muscular and stomach flat with a nice 6 pack. I was envious of the chest hair too. I told him he should be a model with a body like that. He said he would never have the guts to do it. I said that's a shame.

After about half an hour the heat in the apartment seemed to be even more intense. He was fanning himself and I told him it was a lot more bearable for me being nude and he might feel better that way too. After his earlier comment I was expecting him to shrug it off but he said as long as I didn't mind so he proceeded to take off his shoes, socks, jeans, and boxers.

When I saw John in all his glory I told him I didn't want talk myself out of a job but he should turn the theme of his show into self portraits. His lower half was as impressive as the upper part. His legs were well-muscled and hairy, His penis was average in length and exceptional in girth. The head was oversized. His balls rode very high and tight, causing his penis to stand out rather than hang down. Overall the guy was gorgeous. That night even his face which I had previously thought was nondescript looked quite handsome.

I told him I didn't want to make him uncomfortable but was impressed by his physique and wondered what his workout was. He laughed and said he really didn't have much of one but had good genes, ate healthy, and rarely sat in his ass.

We worked together a few hours that night and he got the foundation set for several drawings. I was very proud to be the focus of his show and couldn't wait to see the completed pieces.

I posed for him five more times. Each time when I arrived he was already nude. His comfort level grew each time I saw him. I felt I knew him well enough by then to push a little farther with the idea he should do a self portrait. I said if he had a camera he should let me take some photos so he could see how good he looked. I was a bit shocked when he said lets do it.

After he was done drawing me for the night he asked if I was still willing to photograph him if he got out his camera. I said I would be happy to. This seemingly shy guy was a natural in front of the camera. When he looked through my shots he said it was funny how he never really saw what he looked like when he saw himself in a mirror but he didn't look half bad. I told him he looked great.

The next time I went to pose for John he had a self portrait on his easel. It was exquisite. He thanked me for helping him see himself in a different light. He said he was seriously contemplating including it in his senior show, but still nervous about it.

I couldn't help but notice the shot he had selected to draw was one where his package looked the smallest. It caught his penis at an angle from straight on where just the head was visible with no shaft. I was surprised. As if reading my mind he said if he was going to expose himself he was going to keep it real and not make himself look hung.

I was sad to complete my posing sessions for John's show. We had developed a great rapport and had many interesting conversations as we worked together. He was a loner but we became quick friends.

His senior show was in the main gallery in the lobby of the Fine Arts building. It was a bit overwhelming to enter the large space filled with drawings of me. But what really captured my attention was right up front I saw John's self portrait. Directly below it was his artist's statement. In it he wrote he never fully appreciated what a model went through until he did it himself.

I enjoyed the attention I got when people realized the model from all the drawings was there. But I said I was nothing without the mastery of John's skills. Shortly after he graduated John moved away and I never saw him again. We kept in touch via email for a short time but that came to an end and all I had were fond memories of our drawing sessions.

To be continued...

 

[Hanging6x6]

In one of the painting classes I posed for at a community art center there was a young woman (I will call her Allison) who asked if I would pose for her at her home so she could finish her painting and move on to a new one. We agreed on a time later that week.

When I rang her doorbell a man answered. I asked for Allison and he immediately acted suspicious of me. Allison came to the door, greeted me, introduced me to her boyfriend Seth, and told him I was there to model for her so she could finish her painting. She told him we would be working for a few hours and she would see him later.

She lead me downstairs to a room she had set up as her art space. I had just finished getting undressed when I heard Seth coming down the steps. He said, "I knew it!" Allyson epoxied, "Knew what?" He told her he knew she had been fooling around and told me she was his and I should take my big dick and get the hell out of there. Allison told him to calm down and she pulled out the painting from class and said I was the model from her painting class and she hired me to pose so she could finish it. He said she had not told him she was doing porn paintings. She said it is not porn and to get his mind out of the gutter.

Seth did calm down but said he didn't like her being around naked men other than him. She told him he was out of line and said starting the next time he could pose nude for her new paintings. He said he didn't have the body for it. I told him it looked like he had a better build than me. His response was, "OK, I don't have the dick for it." I told him models have all different penis sizes. He said he didn't want everyone knowing his private business.

Allyson asked if he could leave so we could get started. He said he felt he should stay to protect her in case I tried something. I told him he should be more worried about himself because I am gay (I am actually bi but figured he didn't need to know that). Seth looked at me and said, "So you are a faggot? I never met one in person." Allyson was getting more upset by the minute and told him to get out.

Seth reluctantly left the room and went back upstairs. I got into the pose I had been in when Allyson started her painting and she went about finishing it. We were about an hour in when Seth came back down and apologized to both of us. He said he had been out of line and he was just jealous seeing Allyson with another guy and a nude guy at that. Then he left.

After about two and a half hours Allyson said she was done. She turned the canvas around to show me and it was very nice. I got dressed, she paid me, and we went upstairs. Seth was watching TV. I said good-bye and left.

In class the following week she brought a sketchbook to show the class some drawings she had done as studies for a new painting. She wanted to know which one they thought was the best composition. I immediately recognized Seth as the model, and as I had thought, his body was very nice. His dick wasn't big but it was definitely an average size and nothing to be ashamed of.

After class Allyson told me Seth agreed to pose for her if it meant she wouldn't have other naked guys in their house. He had also made her promise not to divulge who her model was so he could keep certain things secret. We both laughed.

To be continued...

 

[Hanging6x6]

I think it is common that people have a list (in their head) of people they hope will never see them nude. Before I became a nude model for artists that list would have been extremely long. After i started posing and was seen by my fellow students, teachers, and even friends, I realized it was not as bad as I had imagined it to be.

Yet, there was still a list, just shorter than it had been. At that point the very top of the list was my Mother, I was an only child and my dad died when I was 7. I recall him, not her helping me with baths, etc the last couple years he was alive. I was circumcised when I was 11 and my Mother insisted on checking how it was healing afterwards. I had started puberty shortly before then and I was mortified for her to see my penis.

When I started college and got the job as a nude model for the art department I never had the courage to tell my Mother. She found out when she came to a Parent's Day open house and when she was on campus she saw a student art show with a number of pieces of art having me as the model. She was not upset as I thought she might be. Instead she was kind of lost in thought and then told me everything about me looked just like my dad.

On another ocassion I purposely did not invite her to an event at the college because I had been asked to pose nude for a group of painters in the masters program. Both she and I were quite startled when we saw each other. Later, after my modeling session was over I caught up with her and again I was surprised she wasn't upset. She told me my dad had been somewhat of a show off and didn't seem to mind who saw him changing clothes, etc. so she guessed I had that in my blood.

After that experience it has not really bothered me when other people I know see me naked. In fact, I am so grateful I became a model because it liberated me from a true fear of being nude in front of doctors, in the locker room, etc. It ended up being funny to me when people I knew saw me posing nude and got so flustered.

To be continued...

 

[philldog]

Nice stories, great detail too. Hope they are all true. I have done nude modeling a few times, but they are in front of a camera. I haven't done anything like in front of a class or for drawings, but I would if given the opportunity. I enjoy the experience and the photographers all seem to enjoy when I model for them. I really like your stories as I can relate, but never had the fun part after like you did. Haha

 

[Hanging6x6]

I was very sexually active in college and that was when I started modeling. I think my openness and attitude probably encouraged the extras that came with the modeling jobs. At college I was posing for a lot of people I knew so that also made a difference. I am still modeling and can tell you it doesn't happen now.

If you would like to model for college art classes you should contact schools to see if they are seeking new models. Try doing some key word searches like nude male models needed and add your city.

 

[purkem]

Great stories! Your group model sesh w Lucas and the John stories were the hottest to me

Love casual nudity and casual advances like those

nothing sexual happened w John? What a shame lol

 

[Hanging6x6]

Great stories! Your group model sesh w Lucas and the John stories were the hottest to me

Love casual nudity and casual advances like those

nothing sexual happened w John? What a shame lol

No, nothing happened with John. He made it clear from the start that he was totally straight. He told me he enjoyed the challenge of working with male models. Because there are less curves it forced him to use better shadowing techniques, etc. to add dimension.