I could imagine that they were. I was finished with my lunch, and now my anxiety was returning about what was going to happen next. I was going to be shaved by Hank! And, oh shit, Jim was going to be there too! And he had just been talking about blowing people's minds. I didn't know how I was going to handle being shaved while he watched. And I still wondered what else the guy had made him do!
Hank told me to go upstairs and he would clear the trays and all. I got upstairs, strip and paced around the room. I was growing steadily harder until finally he opened the door and smiled when he saw my condition. "Sir Everhard, I see!" he said as his grin widened.
He looked at me again, "Nervous, anxious, or just excited?"
I gave a nervous laugh and said, "All the above!"
He laughed as he stripped off his clothes. Damn, but he looked good naked. Even better than Jared. Why was I even thinking about him?
By the time he was naked and had hung up his clothes, there was a knock on the door. It was Jim, "Wow, am I too late?" he said, looking at me.
Hank chuckled and said, "No, we haven't started. We are going to go down the hall to the handicap bathroom and do it there."
I put on my robe and trapped my now throbbing cock in the waist of it. "Do I need to be naked as well," Jim said, grabbing for his t-shirt.
Hank laughed, "If you want to, it's up to you. If you do, then go to your room, strip, get your robe or towel or whatever and then go to the HC bathroom and knock on the door."
Hank smiled and shook his head after Jim left the room. "That is one wild and crazy guy!" I nodded, too nervous to comment. Hank looked at me and then said, "We have to find him another roommate that he can have fun with!"
Hank put on his robe and this time tied it and gathered all the stuff. "Let's go, little brother," he said with his smile as he held the door for me and we headed down the hall.
He had gotten the key to the bathroom and let us in. He started laying out all the towels, razors cream, etc. I was jittery as I took off my robe and hung it on the hook. He put some towels down on the table and told me to sit down.
I did and I think he was about ready to explain something to me, but there was a knock on the door. It was Jim. He was wearing a robe tied tightly around his body and carried his shaving kit. When I looked at the case, he said, "Just in case we, i mean you, needed anything else." He always seemed so eager. His eyes were round and he tried to look at everything at once.
"Okay, I am going to start here on your shoulders and work down you're arm shaving off any hair that might be there." He took the gel and smeared from my shoulder down my arm and then held my arm and started shaving. My hand was at his crotch as began to shave. I waved my fingers and touched his cock and balls.
"Don't!" he said and laughed, "you are going to make me nick you!"
Jim had hung up his robe, so he was standing nude with us as well. Once again I felt like I was on display. He watched for a while and then said, "Can I do his other arm?" I looked to Hank to see what his answer would be.
"Well, one, you need to rub over his body and see where there is stubble. Then two, you can use the gel and help shave." Hank smiled and Jim's eyes lit up.
Hank had me stand. Then he stopped while Jim started at my shoulders and rubbed his way down my body. When he got to my crotch, he spent some time there and finally said, "Yes, definitely stubble there. Now turn around." He seemed to be trying to sound professional, but his hardening cock was giving him away.
He ran his hand over my butt and told me to bend over. I looked at Hank, who of course smiled and I bent over. His hands were having an effect on me! I was firming up nicely!
His hand played along my crack and particularly around my hole. Could he tell I had been fucked this morning?
"Okay, I think I see the areas we need to concentrate on, but of course you are right to do a general all over clean up. I'll start on the other arm then." He said smiling and not conscious of his cock now pointing at the ceiling. Of course mine was trying to point to the same spot until I sat down again on the table.
"Yes, but if you nick him, that's it." Hank watched as Jim spread the gel along my shoulder and down my arm. He was nearly hard as he finished coating my arm. I noticed that he held my hand so it touch his crotch. So I wiggled my fingers touching his cock. He flinched, pulling away with his crotch.
Hank laughed, "I suggest that Kyle hold your balls while you shave. That way if you nick him, he can squeeze your balls!" He smiled and nodded to me. I reached over and cupped his nuts in my hand. They were warm and coated with a fuzz of hair. Jim inhaled sharply, but didn't move back this time.
Jim began to shave my shoulder and upper arm as Hank continued to work on my arm.
Hank spoke up, "You know they say a guy's dick is the best lie detector there is." He looked at Jim and smiled. I think we should test the theory. Kyle will hold your balls, and I will ask you questions and we will observe your cock to see the answer."
"O, Okay," Jim stuttered, looking from Hank to me and then back to Hank.
They both kept shaving on my arms. "Let's start with an easy one. Have you ever jerked off in front of another guy?" Hank looked down at Jim's cock, as did I and Jim, as well.
His cock visibly swelled, "Ah, the answer is yes!" Hank said with his smile.
Jim had a nervous grin on his face. I wondered what Hank was going to ask him. "Have you ever had a guy suck your cock?" Once again Hank turned his gaze from my arm to Jim's cock. It swelled again.
"Yes, again." Hank smiled, turned my arm over and spread gel along the inside. I was hard as rock myself and Hank was swelling nicely.
Jim let out a nervous laugh and kept working on my arm, paying close attention.
"Have you ever sucked a guy's cock?" was Hank's next question and once again Jim twitched and swelled. We knew the answers to these questions.
Jim had finished the upper side of my arm. He turned it over and applied the gel and began to work along the underside of my arm. I adjusted my hold a bit, so he could continue to work while I cupped his balls.
"You know I have always wanted to do this, but never got to do it," Jim said. That made me nervous. He was shaving me and had never done it before!
"Have you ever had a blow job from a girl?" Hank asked and looked over for the answer. Amzingly, Jim's cock lost some of its angle. Jim again laughed nervously and started to say something, but Hank said, "No, don't say anything. I am not judging you, we are just watching your cock for answers. It's okay, Jim." Hank smiled again.
"Have you ever fucked a girl?" Hank asked in a gentle voice. Jim's cock dipped some more. The look on his face was pitiful. i didn't know if I could take much more. I was feeling sorry for him now. He started to open his mouth, but Hank shook his head.
"Have you ever fucked a guy?' Hank asked in the same gentle voice. Jim's cock responded by rising and swelling. "It's okay," Hank said at the look on Jim's face.
Both arms were now finished and I think Jim thought his lie detector session was over but Hank said, "Jim you work on his chest while I work on his back. That way we can continue our test."
Jim was mesmerized by Hank, I could tell. Enthralled with him. The gel was spread across my back and across my chest. The sensations of all the hands and touching on my body was increasing my own horniness. There was a pearl of precum on the head of my cock. I closed my eyes and sighed a bit at the ministrations to my body.
I felt the cold steel of the razor as he circled my nipples and I tensed concerned about his abilities now. I kept a firm grip on his nuts.
"Have you ever been naked in front of a girl?" His cock shrunk just a bit.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?" Down a bit.
"Have you ever jerked off in front of a girl?" Down a bit.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?" Down a bit. I had no idea where this was going.
"Did you ever have to suck your cock in front of a group of guys and you didn't want to." Swelling and a drop of precum formed. I looked at his face. He was trying to keep his face a mask.
"Have you ever kissed a guy?" Swelling
"Please, I," Jim started, but Hank shook his head.
"It's okay, Jim. Trust me. Kyle trusts me and he is trusting you. So trust me Jim."
Jim nodded and I thought he was fighting back emotions. I worried as his hand trembled when he began to shave around my other nipple.
"Jim, have you ever been fucked by a man?" I felt his cock swell and jerk. I knew that feeling. Jim was reliving sensations. I looked at his face.
"It's okay, Jim. Just a couple more questions." Hank had his gentle smile on. Both had worked their way down my body.
"Jim was there other guys present at one time when you were fucked by a man." Hanks voice was almost a whisper.
Jim's dick swelled and dripped precum. "Jim do you prefer men to women?"
Jim's cock said yes, and he was nodding and tears were streaming down his face.
Hank put down his razor and took Jim's and put it down and then moved Jim in close to us and there was a three way hug. "Shhh, it's okay, Jim. Nothing wrong with that. Makes no difference to us." Was he going to tell him about me? About himself?
I squeezed him on one side and Hank on the other and felt a bond growing there.
After a bit, Hank backed up and patted Jim on the shoulder. "Jim, let me work on Kyle for a bit. You sit over there and tell me the story. I can tell it is something that has been bothering you." Where did Hank learn to be such an understanding guy? Did this come from having all those brothers and a family?
Jim took a couple of deep breaths and finally started telling the story while Hank had me lay down. Hank did my arm pits and then worked on my legs while Jim told his story.
"The guy that taped me sucking myself, Bob, made me do things for him. And I had to because he threatened to show the video to my friends. At first it was things like clean his room, do his homework and his chores around his house." Hank just nodded to encourage him to continue.
"Then he had me suck my cock for him again. Then he said I did such a good job on mine, he wanted to feel what it was like, so I had to give him a blow job." Jim wiped his face clearing away the track of tears and snot from his nose.
"He really liked the blow job, so he had me do that at least once a week. Then there was the party and he said something about me and I just told my friends then. I thought that would be the end of it. I mean I had hung around with these guys and we had done all kinds of things together." He gave a little chuckle as if we knew what that meant.
"But Bob threatened to show the video to some of the girls at school if I didn't continue. I really wanted out of this blackmail. And I think he knew it. And I think he became worried that I would think that he was gay because he liked getting a blow job.' He looked at Hank, who looked over at him when he paused. Hank just nodded and went back to shaving my legs.
"So he calls me and tells me that I have to come over on Friday night and that I am going to give a special show to his friends. I really got upset and told him I wouldn't do it. But he told me if I did this one show for his friends, he would give me the video.'
He took another deep breath and continued, "So I get there and he takes me into the kitchen. Tells me I am to strip, put on this apron and then get hard and stay that way. He would call me in when he was ready. He showed me a tray of food in the fridge that I should bring out when he called."
Jim sighed and said, "So I got naked and hard. It didn't take much, I was nervous and scared and turned on all at the same time. I put on the apron. I heard some shushing and muted giggles coming from the living room. I hear him call my name. So I grab the tray out of the fridge and head into the living room."
:I almost dropped the tray when I went in. There were five guys there. They laughed when I walked it with my apron all tented. Bob said I was the entertainment for the evening. He took the tray from me and told me to take off my apron. He spoke in such a commanding voice that I did what he said."
"I stood there with my dick hard and pointing at the ceiling. He invited them to inspect me. I had to stand there while all five of them fondled me and tweaked my cock, balls and nipples. I was humiliated, but I was turned on as well."
"Then he said I was to jerk off for them. He had me stand in front of them and jerk off but before I could cum, he told them I could suck my own cock and that I had to show them." He grimaced as he remembered this. I was so hard from the story. I felt sorry for him, but I thought it was so hot to have been on display like that.
"So I got into position and began sucking myself. It didn't take long before I was filling my mouth with my own cum and it ran down the side of my face. There was much razzing from the guys about what I was doing. But I thought at last that I was done with Bob and his blackmail. But he had one more piece to play."
Jim frowned. "He told them he was going to show them what kind of guy I was. That I not only liked sucking my own cock, but that I liked sucking guys as well. He had the one of the guys pull out his cock and had me suck it while his friends watched;'
A tear rolled down his face again, "Then the guy said he was really going to show me what I liked and said he was going to fuck me." He put me on the floor on my hands and knees. He smeared something on his cock and then pushed into me and went all the way in. I had never been fucked. It hurt like hell, but I fought not to scream or to let it show. Then he proceeded to fuck me right there in front of all of them until he came in my ass."
Jim wiped his face again, "Bob gave me the tape that night and never saw me again, except in school. I couldn't look the other guys in the face when I saw them in school." He looked over at us and gave a weak smile and Hank just nodded again. I guess he knew there was more.
"Guys," he said to us, "I always thought I liked guys. I mean it began to dawn on me when I was fooling around with my friends, but after getting fucked. I wanted it again. I wanted more. I wanted to suck and fuck and do everything and anything with a guy. I just wanted to do it with someone who wanted me and wanted to do it WITH me." He looked at us. Hank had stopped shaving. He only had my crotch left go and he had stopped while Jim finished he story.
I now knew why Jim tried so hard to be liked. He had had the experience that I was always afraid was going to happen to me. I was always paranoid that some guy was going to do something like that to me, so I never trusted anyone. No one, that is until I met Hank. I smiled over at Hank. He looked down at me and smiled as well.
"I understand Jim," Hank said and moved over to give Jim another hug. I felt a pang of jealously at that but knew he was just comforting Jim. "Jim, we are your friends and anytime you want to do anything with a guy, we are here for you." Jim smiled and wiped his face again.
"Thanks guys. You have been so nice to me and are great friends." His smiled broadened and he said, "And I like fooling around with you guys! You do some awesome things." Hank chuckled and began applying the gel around my crotch.
"Hey," Jim said getting up off of the chair and moving closer to us, "I have an idea. Why don't I give Kyle a blow job while you shave his crotch?" He must have become emboldened by his confession because that surprised me.
Hank laughed and said, "Go for it!" My cock throbbed at the prospect.
Jim rubbed his hands together and said, "Yes!" He giggled and then moved over close to me and lowered his head over my cock and I felt his hot breath on my cock and my cock surged and swelled. Then he put his mouth over the head of my cock and swirled his tongue. Oh fuck!
Hank chuckled and began to shave my balls. He stretched out the sack so he could shave it and was very still while he did. Once he had them shaved, he held onto them and gently played with them as he shaved around my crotch as Jim's head bobbed on my cock. Shit! Fuck! Crap! and more Fuck! Sensory overload! I felt my whole body go rigid and my toes curl and my balls draw up and a groan started deep in my gut and began to escape through my clenched teeth.
Jim had been sucking and swirling all at the same time and I went off like a rocket, firing blast after blast into his hot mouth. Hank was chuckling as he watched my antics. My eyes rolled up then and I had to reach over and pull Jim off of my now too sensitive cock.
When I could focus again, Jim was wiping his face and had a huge smile on his face. "Damn that was good!"
Hank laughed again and patted me on the shoulder. "Roll over, I need to do you're ass."
"Can I please do it?" Jim asked eagerly.
Hank laughed again and patted my now upturned ass, "Only shaving now, nothing else!" Please Hank, I said, don't give away my secret. Our secret. Our special thing. Please don't share that, I kept saying over and over to myself trying to make it so.
"Oh, I wouldn't fuck him!" Jim said as if he knew what Hank meant, "No, I prefer to receive than to give," he was beaming. It was like he was a new person now that he had made his confession. "Now a good rimming, that's another story!" he said and laughed patting my ass. He had done that to me when we in the 69 position. My hole tightened at the thought of that.
He had spread my cheeks to apply the gel and saw the reaction and laughed and patted my ass again. "You liked that?" I was glad I was facing the table so he couldn't see me blush.
He just chuckled and began shaving my ass. Like Hank, he kept the hand that he wasn't shaving with in constant contact with my ass. Damn if felt good! When he finished I heard him inhale sharply. I turned and saw Hank standing next to Jim rubbing his ass.
"Nice!" Hank said turning Jim around so I could see his ass. Jim looked over his shoulder and me and smiled and then Hank added, "Wouldn't you like to get a piece of that sometime?"
"Hank!" I said, blushing and Jim just nodded and smiled bigger.
I was embarrassed now! And Hank just chuckled. My cock was swelling again!
Hank looked at his watch. "You better hurry little brother. You have to be at your session in 15 minutes!"
"Oh, Shit!" I said, hopping off the table. I grabbed my robe, but then looked around the room.
"Go, Go! Jim and I will clean this up!" He made a swooshing gesture with his hands. I tied my room and headed out and down to our room. As I hung up my robe and grabbed my shorts and t-shirt to put on, I thought about what had just happened. Jim was gay! But Hank hadn't told him that we were. Was there a reason for that? Or was he telling him now. What were they doing down there? Was hank fucking Jim? Was Jim rimming Hank? What Jim sucking Hank? Shit! I grabbed my keys and wallet and headed down the stairs at a dash.
All the way across campus in a mad dash, I thought about Jim's story. It made me hard to think of having to do that in front of someone. Was it the humiliation that turned me on? Or just being on display? And how many times since then had Jim been fucked? Was he keeping track? Was it just one guy or had all his 'friends' fucked him?
Needless to say, I was nearly hard as I barged into the office with 2 minutes to spare. This Jim acknowledged me by looking at the clock. I signed in and went to the locker. With my back to Jim, I stripped. I looked down at my state and knew I had to do something quickly to be ready for the class. I took my balls tightly in my left hand and using my right hand flicked first one and then the other. I managed not to make a sound with the first thump, but the second one caused me to grunt and hunch over a bit.
"You okay?" Jim asked?
"Yes," I said through clenched teeth as I turned and still holding my crotch, walked over and reached for my robe.
Jim said, "You don't have to cover up for me. It's not like I haven't seen one before and not to say I haven't seen yours and last you are about to be seen by a dozen or more students!" He arched his eyebrows and smirked. I dropped my hand and put on the robe. I could tell that he looked and got a good look. At this point, it didn't matter if Jim looked or if he liked to look, because I knew I liked to look at guys now and I had admitted it to Hank and Jim had admitted it to us. Damn! Was every guy really gay? I laughed as I thought of that.
I just got the robe tied when the door opened and the instructor said, "We are ready for you." She turned and didn't look to see if I followed her out into the studio. I looked around the studio and the students were arranged in a semi-circle around something. Lights were focused on the area. I moved up and saw that it was a bed in the center, an unmade bed. The covers were in disarray.
"Okay, this shouldn't be a difficult session. We just want to you lay down on the bed and pretend you are asleep. When we say change, just move to another position that feels comfortable for you as if you were sleeping. At some point, some of the covers will be over you and at other times there won't be. Okay?" she asked me.
I nodded and walked over to the bed. I undid the robe and put it on a side table and then laid down on the bed. The sheets were warm and smelled like they had been in the sun. I grabbed a pillow and bunched it under my head and relaxed. This was great!
I moved when I heard change and kept my stomach to the bed. But from the various angles that were being shot, I knew that at least my balls were showing. And of course my shaved ass. The ass that Hank had fucked that morning. Man that had been wonderful. On one change I realized I moaned and ground my crotch into the bed. Shit! I was getting turned on!
Aunt Edna where are you when I need you! All I could see what Hank fucking Jim! I mentally shook my head and focused on Aunt Edna. I saw Aunt Edna sitting watching Hank fucking me! Fucking Shit! Damn! What was I going to do now?
"Change. And this time on your back please." Shit! Shit! Shit! and double Fuck! I turned and managed to snag a sheet to drape over my condition.
"Nice realism there. The proverbial 'morning wood'." she commented in a level voice. I didn't here any snickering, which is what I would have expected. So I just lay back and let my thoughts run wild as I moved through each change with the sheet covering me but still outlining my shaft.
I was seeing Hank fucking me while this group took pictures and my cock ached. Did I really want that? 'Change," and I moved again, but I felt the sheet pulled off of me. I was now lying naked and hard as these guys took pictures of me! Oh Shit! My cock surged and swelled as they continued to shot without comment. So I went with it! I moved and stretched and sprawled displaying myself for all of them. I was relishing every second!
I kept hearing change, but I was seeing sex with Hank and these people watching and taking pictures. My cock ached as I change positions always with my eyes closed, playing in my mind all kinds of sexual positions with Hank.
"Okay, that's it for today." I heard and came out of my revere. The instructor was handing me my robe which I self-consciously took and wrapped around myself trapping my swollen cock inside with the waist tie. I walked with my head down to the exit, embarrassed and sure I was going to be chastised for getting aroused during the shoot.
I went through the door and saw Hank there in his robe. He was smiling. I guess he saw the look on my face, because he started to say, "What.." as I closed the door. But the door didn't close. I turned and saw the instructor there.
"Young man, it is not often that I complement a model, but you were superb today. Not many models would have had the nerve to do what you did today and it was perfect for the shot. I commend you for it." She looked over to Jim and said, "I want this young man," she looked at me, "What's your name?"
"Kyle, ma'am," I said very nervously.
"Jim, I want Kyle back next week for my class. And Kyle I like the clean shaven look. It worked well for the class. I hope you keep it that way, at least for a couple more sessions." She looked me up and down and again. "Good work."
She turned and closed the door. I heard Jim say, "My, my, my."
And Hank looked at me and said, "What was that about?"
I turned my back to Jim and opened my robe. He saw my hard on and his jaw dropped. "You were posing like that?"
"Like what?" Jim said, "I want to see."
"Show him," Hank told me, so I turned and faced Jim. His eyes went round and he smiled.
"Yes! Very nice, Kyle. I might even pay to see more of that!" Jim said with a sparkle in his eye.
Just then the office door opened and in walked the kid that had talked to me on way back from the courts yesterday. I pulled my robe closed.
"I don't know if you remember me," he was talking to me, "but I was in the session yesterday and I was in the one today." He took his eyes off of me and looked at Hank and then at Jim. "And I was wondering, if you would like to get some coffee or something, so we could talk about photography or something."
I was flustered. Was he asking me on a date? What did I say? I looked at Hank and he just motioned at the guy as if I had to answer the question.
"I am a, just, a, I mean, uhm," and I made a shrugging motion and looked down at myself in the robe.
"Oh, I didn't mean this second. I mean you can get dressed or if you want to meet another time or?" he left it hanging. Then thought for a second, "I'm sorry. My name is Eric." He held out his hand.
I automatically reached out and took his hand and said, "Kyle," at which point my robe fell open and he looked down and at my crotch. He smiled.
Hank spoke up then. "Kyle, honey, why don't you get dressed and go have coffee with Eric while you wait for me to finish my session. I'll see you back here in an hour." He looked at me, smiled and rubbed my ass and said, "Okay, sweetie?" I was embarrassed and blushed and his smile became broader. Then I caught his wink.
"Okay, poopsie!" I said and tweaked his nose. He laughed. I looked back at Eric and saw in the background Jim was about ready to crack up. "Okay, let me get dressed and we can have coffee." I expected him to leave then, but instead the studio door opened and a guy stuck his head in and said, "We are ready."
Hank patted me on the ass one more time and said, "Don't have too much fun without me!" winked again and headed into the studio.
I took a deep breath and took off the robe and hung it up and then went back to the locker and got my shorts and t-shirt. I put them on, feeling the looks of Eric and Jim on my backside as I pulled on my shorts. My cock was still hard, but I managed to get it in the waistband of my shorts. I pulled on my t-shirt, slipped on my slippers, closed my locker and turned around.
I tried to be cordial, confident and humorous all at the same time. "Shall we?" indicating the door. Eric smiled and Jim covered his mouth so he wouldn't laugh out loud. What was he finding so funny?
Shit! Here I was hard, horny, confused and going out for coffee with some gothic kid who liked seeing me naked! My life was so different that I ever could have imagined and again I thought and this is just the first week of class!
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