The wildest session contained a series of poises with a cheep plastic blowup sex doll. During half of the drawing session we all were laughing so hard the class couldn't get any drawing done. We all could not believe anyone would think the doll erotic, let alone fuck the thing. Almost at the end of the session, a guy named Marc suggested, "The only way that doll will look hot is if Jay actually got hard and fucked the thing." Marc is a young instructor at university and teaches art anatomy classes that I model for. I could also tell he was into bodybuilding from the massive arms and chest threatening to rip through the tight shirts he always wore.
While we were all laughing at Marc's joke, Karen said, "Actually Marc has a point. Its the same as advertisers using a hot, half naked woman to sell cars. The model sells the object. Having a muscular hung guy aroused and having sex with a piece of plastic would make any guy start dating plastic sex dolls. Marc would, wouldn't you Marc?" Karen said while laughing. Marc grinned, looked me in the eye, slowly dropped his gaze down my chest and abs, hovering at my slowly stiffening dick and said, "What do you say Jay? You think you can convince me to date a sex doll? Then fuck the doll Jay."
The others started chanting "Fuck the doll, fuck the doll, fuck the doll!" I was both half aroused by the idea of the class watching me fuck the doll as well as mortified I'd be performing another public sex act so soon after my episode at the gym. Especially concerning since both Marc and Karen were members of the University staff. That's when Karen said, "I think I have something that will help Jay get started". She grabbed her bag and pulled out a bottle of lube, walked over and squirted it all over my chest, stomach, and dick. As she massaged the lube over my chest and stomach, my dick swelled up. She gave my dick a quick squeeze and said, "I think he is ready Marc."
As the class gathered around, Marc picked up the sex doll, flipped it upside down, and said, "What do you think, a 69 pose?" The class started chanting, "69" as Karen laid me back on the model platform. Marc got down next to my crotch, grabbed my dick and slowly slid the dolls gaping mouth over it. Holding the base of my dick in his hand, Marc first had the doll take the full shaft a few times, up and down, then did some light thrusting at the tip. He said, "I'm not feeling this Jay. You need to make it convincing. Perhaps if you start massaging your massive chest".
As I slowly massaged the lube into my chest, feeling the muscles I developed to an impressive size, Karen said, "Maybe a little nipple action. Nothing says arousal more than a shirtless man with erect nipples. Oh yes Jay, work those nipples!" Marc slowly started increasing the dolls sucking and watching as if he was focused on playing a video game. His thumb and index-finger was still wrapped around the base of my dick, holding it up into the dolls mouth. Marc's other fingers were lightly rubbing my balls, alternating between each testicle and rolling each between his fingers. As he explored he slowly worked his fingers down to the area between my balls and ass crack. Gently he massaged the sensitive area as I moaned and slowly started thrusting my hips up to meet the downward motion of the dolls mouth. "That's it Jay." he said. Make me believe it.
Karen grabbed the back of my head and lifted it up between the dolls legs and said, "Show us how you eat pussy Jay". Now the doll and I were in a true 69 as I started to lick the plastic vagina. Karen helped by first squirting lube onto two of her fingers then positioning them on both sides of the dolls vagina and letting my tong penetrate between the fingers. Clamping down on my tong she said, "Come on Jay, fuck her with your tong."
With my shoulders and head curled forward to eat pussy and my hips thrusting my dick into the dolls mouth I was giving myself a major abs workout. Sweating form the workout, lubed up, and hard muscles tensed, my body felt like one giant dick ready to slip into a pleasure hole. Marc was now so involved with working the dolls mouth over my dick that his face was so close I could feel his warm breath on my dick. At this point I was so horny even I was ready to purchase an army of fuck dolls.
Mark said, "You're pretty close to selling it Jay but to cover all pleasure demographics we've got to get some anus action. Reach down there and start finger fucking your ass. As I reached down I lifted one leg a bit and started feeling around my hole. Marc let go of the dolls head and grabbed the lube and flooded my crack with lube. As I started sliding one finger, then two, then three in and out of my ass Marc said, "Time to bring this sale home Jay". Marc pulled the dolls head a few inches away from my dick and actually started pumping the length of my shaft faster and faster. Karen pushed my head deep between the dolls legs banging my tong in and out of the dolls pussy. She picked up the lube and pored the remainder over my face and head rubbing it into my hair.
Wet with perspiration and lube, feeling my chest with one hand, while thrusting fingers deep in my ass with the other, I continued to thrust my hips with each stroke as Marc beat my dick. "Time for the money shot Jay." Marc said as my dick erupted with a shower of semen splashing over the dolls face and squirting into its mouth. Marc continued pumping out every last drop of semen until I stopped convulsing and collapsed back in a wet, semen covered mess. With his thumb and fingers Marc wiped the semen off my dick and deposited it, with the rest of my seed, in the doll's mouth. Turning the doll around to face me, he dried his semen covered fingers on my lips then pressed the dolls semen full mouth into mine and said, Kiss your fuck doll Jay, you've earned it!"
Karen leaned over and whispered into my ear, "You have passed level one model training with an A plus. The group has a lot of special use for a muscle model slut like you. How does $600 a session sound?"
Next - Penetrating Jay
HI, may name is Jay and this is a true story. When I was 19 my I was able to scrape together enough funds to attend a university in a major east coast city, although just barely. I knew I could cover one semester's tuition and possible could fund a second if I found a job and saved like hell. I found a job working in a gym, which was great because I had been working out four to five days
I was nearing the end of a long pose during the Thursday evening drawing class at my university modeling gig. The evening drawing classes is typically attended by part-time students or middle age women and gay men looking to ogle a half naked model. The instructor for the evening class usually ops-out full nudity, so I typically end up in a shirtless pose or with some type of drape
So at the end of my last drawing session Marc said he wanted me to model at a special Halloween party he organizes for a group of wealthy men. For the past few years the men have hired Marc to set up a Halloween themed art installation featuring a male model. Marc said I would be required to model erotically and get an erection and possibly climax at some point. He said there would be no contact
So I had been attending college and working at the gym for about a month. During that time I became comfortable with the revealing gym uniform the owner, Todd, had required me to wear. Todd was using a similar marketing approach like that clothing store that has giant pictures of shirtless men in the entrance, only I was real, not a picture, and wearing a very tight muscle shirt and
It was almost two weeks before I became comfortable with my gym "shower show" fame. The first few days after the indecent, I tried to stay as far from the showers as possible, working mostly at the reception desk or cleaning and adjusting the equipment on the gym floor. Over time I became comfortable with the extra attention I was receiving. My boss Todd said I needed to start, "showing
I didn't care. No, it was more than that. I did care but not in the same way someone should who unexpectedly found themselves half naked, lying on the floor and surrounded by 30 art students intimately exploring the male form, hands on! Instead of being embarrassed and pissed off that the professor had turned me into an object, a piece of meat to be used and consumed to satisfy
Between working at the gym and picking up modeling jobs arranged by my art professor, Dr. Roberts, I was doing okay financially. I was still worried how I'd find the college tuition for next semester but the money earned was meeting immediate expenses, with a little left over. Besides, I was really starting to enjoy the attention I was getting by showing off my body, and why shouldn't I?
After my first nude modeling session for the anatomy class the art professor started using me exclusively for most of her classes. She said my firm muscular body resembled the Greek nude athlete statuette she keeps in her studio, she said my nude body represented male perfection that both women and men felt comfortable viewing. She also said my relaxed and open attitude to being nude in front
My reputation as being both a very muscular model as well as being very receptive to modeling in ways other models would not, spread throughout the art department and into the art community. A part time art instructor at the university, Karen Pratt, had hired me for private drawing sessions she leads on weekends at a small art center outside the university. Karen had taken advantage of my growing
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