Story by Larry
Part 1 of 2
I’m addicted and always have been addicted to porn. As young as I can remember I would sneak peeks
at guys in showers, in bathrooms, you name it.
I would be walking down the hall at school and wonder what some of the
guys looked like under their clothes. Middle
school wasn't too bad but as I got into high school and the guys got more
athletic and buff it became a lot harder to hide my addiction. Actually I don’t know if it was an addiction
or an obsession. I actually think it was
a mixture of both. I was obsessed with
my addiction to men and sex.
I loved gym class even though I was the least athletic
student in high school. The only reason I
went was to watch the guys change into their jocks and shorts for class and out
of them to take showers after class. I
even offered to help out in the locker room during games and such just to get
even a glimpse of their bodies.
I got to be friendly with a few of them. Either they didn't care that I stared from
time to time or they didn't realize but we became friends. I had at least a dozen different guys I liked
spread through the teams for one reason or another. Maybe one had a really nice ass, or one would
have a great build or another would have a thick cock or a long cock of great
chest hair or something. I wished I
could lump them all together into one most fantastic dream man.
I was very artistic so I decided to do a pencil drawing of
each ones best attributes. I love this one’s
great way he wore his hair coupled with the way this one used his facial hair
in a pencil out line of his face. I also
loved this one's great eyes and this one’s great nose or mouth. Then again I loved maybe this one’s PECs with
another’s chest hair and so on.
I worked on my drawing for weeks. I intended on entering it in the school art
contest. It was to be an auction with
the proceeds going half to the artist of the piece and half towards the annual
graduation gift from the graduation class to the school. I didn't care where the money went
actually. I just got into working on my
piece and was very pleased at how it was coming out.
Everything went on display about a week before the
auction. It was to be held at a school
function. Parents were invited to attend
as well. The night of the auction my
piece created a big stir. Some were
horrified and some were intrigued. My
art teacher wanted to know who my model was.
I told him a little hear and a little there with a lot of
imagination. He told me if you continue
to draw like that you will go far.
The auction began and some pieces didn't bring too much
money. The guy doing the auctioning was
trying his best to get as much as possible from each piece. Some he only got $10 for. It came time to auction mine. He opened the bid at $10. Someone bypassed that and went straight to
$100. Suddenly from all over the room
bids were coming in. Some were raising
only $10 and some $50. Before I knew it
the bid was to $1500. It finally sold
for $1650.
I was in shock and watched as it was taken down and some man
paid for it in cash. The auctioneer put
half in the envelope for the school and when I walked up he introduced me as
the artist and handed me my half. As I
walked away the guy who bought it handed me his card. We must talk he said. Later that week we met and he asked me who
was my inspiration for the picture. I
felt very comfortable with him and decided to be honest. I told him all of the senior class. I took the best attributes of each and
combined them into one sketch.
I’d like to hire you to do sketches for me. I can pay you well. I will need black and white and some color
drawings. I liked the idea and said
sure. “Good” he said. “Come to my studio Saturday and we'll get
going.” He walked away and I kept his
ass in my mind. It was nice and round and
I could just imagine what it would be like if he was naked from the waist down
with say a white shirt just about covering his round globes showing just a hint
of hair.
Saturday I went to his studio and was amazed at how busy it
was and what he hung on the walls. Most
were semi or totally nude paintings or drawings. Actually I recognized a few as the players from
some of the teams at school. Those of
course were in different degrees of undress but never totally nude.
He explained what I would be doing. He had advertised he had
a new artist in residence for people who wanted portraits done. He said I may have to go to the client but
most of the time I would be working in the studio. I got a percentage of whatever they paid or
the painting sold for. It was a good
percentage. I got 40%.
He had a client already lined up. It was someone who wanted a portrait of
himself nude for a gift to his wife. He
was of ordinary build all the way around, pudgy but not fat with short hair and
an average face and maybe a 5 inch cock. He asked if I could make him well-endowed
in the portrait. I told him I thought so.
We did it in 2 sittings and when done he was thrilled. For 2 sittings I actually made $400 so I was
thrilled as well. I wasn't as busy as
the owner of the gallery said I would be so I may have made a lot on each
portrait but sometimes they were far between.
He called me one day and said I have a job for you. All the supplies are being delivered to this
gentleman’s house. He wants his portrait
with some room in his house as the back drop.
I said fine. Then he said it's a
distance so he is sending a car to pick you up so pack a bag in case you have
to stay. He wants you to stay till it's
finished. It was just after graduation
so I had nothing else to do. My birthday
was the week before. I had turned 18 and
it was very disappointing. Only one of
my friends wanted to do something with me and all that he wanted to do was to
drink beer at my house till he puked.
Anyhow this limo pulled up in front of the house and I got
in with my duffle bag and off we went. I
asked the driver where we were going and he said we'll be at the airport
shortly. “AIRPORT? Where the hell am I going?” He said to not worry sir and that I would be perfectly
safe. When we got to the airport there
was a helicopter waiting. I wasn't too
keen on that but too late to back out now.
We flew for about 45 minutes to a big beautiful house right on the
ocean. When we landed my jaw
dropped. It was magnificent.
I was ushered into what I was told was the drawing room, a
large room with windows facing the beach on one entire wall. It had a fire place with a fire going and
beautiful furniture nicely arranged. I started to picture how I would have
whoever pose in the room for the portrait.
A few minutes later somebody walked into the room behind me. When I turned around the most beautiful man I
had ever see was standing in front of me.
He was naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist. “Welcome” he said. “Are you ready to begin?”
I gulped and said “Yes.
Where would you like to start?”
He said “This way?” We went out
on the deck outside and he stood against the rail with the ocean as a back
drop. “Here” he said. “We will be doing a series of portraits” he
said. “I hope you don't mind it may take
some time.” I told him that he was the
boss and that it was no problem. With
that he dropped the towel, sat with one leg up and leaned on a pole gazing off
into the water. “I’d like this as the
first one” he said. I set up an easel
and asked color of pencil. He said he
would like it in pencil.
I couldn't help but notice his cock was long and his balls
hung low between his legs. It made my
own cock harden in my pants. An hour or
so after starting I told him “Why don't you take a break?” He said “Fine. I’m thirsty are you?” I nodded and he made us some sort of drink
that went down like water but was very strong.
We went back to work after he looked at what I had done so far. “Very nice” he said. He assumed his pose again and said ok. All of a sudden he said “Oh wait I want my
cock hard in this one. Is that possible?” I told him “Yeah if you want.” I can improvise or you can get hard for
me. He smiled. “Why don't you help me? Come here and suck my cock.”
I looked at him and said “That isn't part of the deal? He replied “What if I made it worth your
while. $500 to suck my cock and if by
some chance I cum in your mouth, an extra $200.” Without another word I walked over and got
down and put his cock in my mouth. “Ahhh
money talks” he said. I thought to
myself it sure does. When he was hard I
let his cock drop out of my mouth and proceeded to draw. Several hours later, a good 9 as a matter of
fact I was exhausted but done. He looked at it and was pleased. “It is exactly what I was looking for. You’re a very good artist. “
He wrapped himself in a towel again and said let’s get
something to eat. He headed toward the
back of the house and into the kitchen. There
was food waiting. He sat on a stool and
the towel opened up to reveal his cock and balls hanging over the edge. We talked while we ate and then he said I
guess we should get some rest for tomorrows sitting. I agreed.
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