Shit! Here I was hard, horny, confused and going out for coffee with some goth kid who liked seeing me naked! My life was so different than I ever could have imagined and again I thought and this is just the first week of class!
I followed him out and didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything. Downstairs there was a quick grab and go spot. So we got coffees and still I hadn't said anything. I followed him over to a table and sat down with him. I was very nervous about this. What did he think of me, some naked model, that I was all confident and all.
"So Kyle, you're gay?" he asked and my eyes flew open. I wasn't used to answering that in a positive manner. It had always been denial and now that I had told Hank, what did I tell others? What would they think of me if I said I was gay?
"Ah, yeah," I managed to say.
He smiled, "So am I," he said and smiled a bit wider.
"Wow, really?" What was I supposed to say? I had only had this conversation once and it had gone much differently.
"Yeah, I knew since I was about 11 or 12 and I came out to my family when I was 15." He smiled.
Wow, how had his life been different than mine? "What did your parents say?"
"They were really great. They were/are very supportive and said they loved me and would always love me. They have treated my friends great and my friends felt they could really be themselves at my house. My dad even jokes with me about it. He is always sending me gay jokes." He was smiling and couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of me.
"And how long have you known you were gay? And how long have you been out?" he asked as he took a sip of his coffee and then smiled at me again.
I took a deep breath, "I guess I have known since I was about 12 or 13." I paused took a sip of my coffee and tried to think of how to answer the other question. "And Eric, you are only the second person I've told." He looked shocked and nearly choked on his coffee.
"You are kidding, right?" He looked at me again and said, "You're not! But you look so together and so sure of yourself and that guy that called you, what, sweetie?"
I laughed then and it felt good to laugh about this, "Eric, I am anything but sure of myself. And that other guy is my roommate, Hank, and he is the only other person I have told and that was last night." Was it only last night? I watched his expression change to incredulity as I continued. "And I think he called me that because he thought you were trying to pick me up." I blushed.
"So you and he are a couple?" I hadn't thought of it that way, but I sure hoped we were. So I just nodded. "And you knew him in high school or something? I mean how did you two meet?" He took another sip of his coffee and looked at me.
I chuckled, "No, I met him just this last Monday when I got to my dorm room. He is my roommate and we just met." I was repeating myself. I do that when I am nervous.
He nodded his head and then shook it, "Damn, why didn't I get you for a roommate?" He smiled and looked at me again. "And how did you get into modeling? I mean you look like you have been doing it for a while."
I did laugh out loud then, "This is my first time modeling and Hank talked me into it. He said it would be fun and also a way for me to make money to buy a camera."
"That's cool. So you are into photography as well?" He looked at me, "I mean you like to be behind the camera as well as in front of it?" he smiled.
"Yes, I enjoy photography. It is my favorite class here and I want to get a decent digital SLR and the modeling is helping me get some money, that and the..." and then I stopped. I didn't want to mention the auctions. `And whatever other work I can find. I have done one private photo session for a grad student and he pays more for his sessions."
"Wow, that's great. You have a great body for it!" He said looking at me intensely. "And being shaved. Wow! Did you do that to yourself? And how long have you been doing it? And was it just for modeling?"
I smiled, he talked more than Jim did! "Hank shaved me, so it was just the other day," Man, was it really only 4 days since then?
"Wow that had to be wild." He leaned closer to me, "Did you get all boned up when he did it?" He seemed eager to know the details. He kept looking at my crotch and I felt that with the slightest indication on my part, he would be reaching over and grabbing my crotch.
I flushed a bit and nodded then added, "It was wild, alright." It was so new and unusual for me to be talking about sex to people and gay sex in particular.
I guess he noticed my hesitation because he asked, "So what kind of camera are you looking for?" in order to change the direction of the discussion.
We went into a long discussion about the pros and cons of various models, including media cards and formats. It was really great to sit and discuss photography with him. He was very knowledgeable and knew his stuff. I finally glanced at my watch and realized I had to go up and meet Hank.
"Eric, I have to run and meet Hank, but thank you. This has been great! I really enjoyed it."
He looked sheepish then and said, "Yes, it was fun. I have to admit I had hoped to make this a prelude to a date or something," He looked down and then straight into my eyes, "You are one hot dude and I would have enjoyed getting together with you and seeing what popped up!" He smiled and then added, "But seriously, it was great to talk photography with you. I would like to do it again. And maybe," he grinned, "you could model for me sometime." He looked hopeful.
I smiled again and said, "It's possible." I gave him my email address and said, "And Eric, I also enjoyed hearing about your life, being out and all. I might like to find out more about that as well. I mean, like, how people treat you, what they think about it. You know kind of the what-is-it-like-being-an-out-gay-teenager thing." I said and smiled, hoping he understood what I meant.
He held out his hand, "Kyle, I would like to do that." I took his hand and shook it. What a nice guy! Much different than I had anticipated, then thought that thing about a book and a cover.
"Thanks!" I said and waved to him as I turned and bounded up the stairs to meet Hank.
Hank wasn't done yet, so I waited for him. Jim asked, "So how was your date?"
I blushed, "Fine. Nice guy." What was I supposed to say?
"Yeah, whatever," and he went back to his computer.
Hank came in shortly after that and smiled when he saw me. He immediately undid his belt and took in his naked form. Man, he was gorgeous! I wanted to do some photos of him myself. And smiled at the thought. I could see him lying naked on some stones along a riverbank and imagined the light playing across his body. Oh, man, I had to get those pictures!
"What are you smiling about?" Hank asked me, "Was the coffee that exciting?" he smiled as he said it, then turned to get his shorts. He turned back and faced me and therefore Jim as he pulled on his shorts. I turned and saw that Jim was taking in the free show and smiled to myself. And the bell went off. Well, gee, duh, do you think that Jim's gay?
I stifled a laugh and answered Hank. "No, I was imaging the photo session I was planning for you."
He smiled and I heard a muted, "I'll bet," from Jim.
I decided to play it up then, "Yes, you naked on the rocks beside some stream, with sunlight coming through the leaves and making patterns on the patterns of your body hair."
Hank smiled and said, "Let me guess, I am hard. Rock hard!"
I enjoyed his pun and turned to look at Jim when he said, "Oh, please," again in his sotto voice.
I laughed then and said, "Yes, rock hard on the rocks!" and looked at Jim. He rolled his eyes but smiled.
Emboldened, I reached over and touched Hank's now covered cock, "Do you think you are up for it?"
"Okay, you two, knock it off!" Jim said with a smile. "Either that or strip down and just start going at it right here!" He laughed at his image of that happening. Then he said, "I am going to have to watch your next session for Thomas. I bet you two could really steam up the studio!" He smiled again.
Had his demeanor changed now that we were openly acting gay?
Hank said, "Yeah, but what happens if someone comes in while we are `going at it right here'?" with a big serious look on his face.
"Well, fuck `em, if they can't take a joke honey!" he said with exaggerated drama and then added, "Or we can just charge a $20 cover charge to watch the show!" He laughed.
"Okay, if you split the profits with us!" Hank continued on with the banter.
"You're on!" Jim said and laughed. Then he thought, "You know, seriously guys, there is a place in town that has man to man sex shows and I bet you two could make a lot of dough there! I know I would turn out to see you to go at it!" He looked at us and batted his eyes and tried to look demure. I couldn't help but laugh even though I was thinking again about Hank fucking me while people watched. My now soft cock swelled a bit and made its presence known.
Hank now dressed said, "We'll let you know when we are ready to take you up on that!" Hank opened the door to leave when Jim said, "Wait." He reached below the desk and came out with 2 envelopes. "Your checks for this week's work. Just sign here." He handed us a clipboard. I signed and then Hank did. Hank took the envelopes and told him thanks. "And here are your new schedules. You two are getting so many sessions; maybe we should just get you a bed here." He arched his eyebrows and smiled again.
"Yeah, but when would we sleep!" Hank said taking the schedules and then patting the counter and Jim's expression. Hank laughed and we left the office. Hank was laughing and I was as well.
He looked at me, "You are looking more relaxed." he observed. "Tell me about your session, what happened and why was the instructor so happy with your hard on?" He chuckled and clapped me on the shoulder.
I told him what happen and he stopped me with a hand on my shoulder, "Wait. More details. You did what?" He had turned me and was looking at my face while I recounted the events in greater detail. When I finished, he clapped me on the shoulder and said, "You are becoming one hell of an exhibitionist, little brother. Damn, who would have thought, my little brother, the star model?"
I blushed and said, "Yeah, but what am I going to do when I am not supposed to be hard!" I told him of my image of Aunt Edna watching us fuck and he nearly fell down laughing.
"That's so fucking funny!" he laughed till he cried and finally wiped the tears form his eyes. "Well, I guess we are going to have to come up with something else for you to think about." He wiped his eyes again and said, "Either than or you can just go naked 24/7 and get used to it." My cock twitched at the thought of that! He saw the look on my face and laughed, "Just kidding." Then he chuckled and said, "Can you imagine, me leading you around campus. Sir Everhard!" And he made the motion of holding my cock and dragging me down the hall. I broke up laughing then.
Several students walked by and looked at us, while Hank tried to compose himself. I just shook my head at their looks and tried to get myself together as well.
Finally, Hank had it together. "Really great, little brother. I mean seriously," he wiped his eyes one more time. "I mean the instructor wants you back and you have, what," he looked at the schedule, "12 sessions next week! Shit!" Then he thought again and said, "And remember that one instructor? He said you were supposed to jerk off before your session." He laughed, "You are going to have one sore prick!" He fought to not lose it again. "You are going to be spending half your time naked and the other half jerking off!" He laughed and wiped his eyes again. "Little brother, you are something else."
He put his arm on my shoulder and I said, "Well, how many sessions do you have?"
He looked at his schedule, smiled and said, "Eleven," he counted. "Two sessions with you with Thomas." He looked at me and grinned and I knew he was thinking about sex then. "And two session with us for regular photo shoots. One session with Susie. She's that girl that you were showing your family jewels to right?" I poked him in the side.
"Ow! What, you weren't flashing your equipment to her?" He moved when I tried to poke him again and laughed. "Wonder if she'll like mine as well?" I moved to poke him again and this time got him. He laughed.
"And five solo sessions. Hmmmm, I wonder what Aunt Edna is doing then!" He laughed again.
"Okay, enough about my poor old Aunt Edna!" I said and laughed.
"Yeah, but she gets off on watching two guys fucking!" I tried not to lose it, but the laugh just came pouring out.
We got to the dorms and he raced me up the first floor of stairs, two steps at a time. He was really pushing me, but I felt like flying. When we got to our floor I was winded, but he was bubbling and as jubilant as I felt.
"Bet you $50 I can walk on my hands all the way to our room?" He was jumping and hoping and smiling and I hadn't seen him like this! I figured there was some joke to this, that he was going to put his hands down and then step on them or something.
I liked seeing him in this mood, so I said, "You're on!"
Then he completely blew my mind by doing a hand stand there in the hall and started hand walking down the hall. Of course his t-shirt fell to his arm pits and I was treated to another glimpse of his beautiful chest and abs. I stood in awe as he moved down the hall on his hands.
"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to open the door for me?" I raced down the hall and opened the door and he walked through on his hands. Then in one fluid movement he was standing up and grinning from ear to ear.
"Where? How did? I mean, I never! You never!" I said as he bounced on the balls of his feet, so full of energy.
"Pay up, little brother!" he looked at me and smiled, "Or are you going to do the same thing for $50?"
"I don't think I could do a hand stand, much less walk on them!" I had never seen someone do that in person. I mean I had only seen it on TV. "But that was fucking incredible!" I went to my drawer and got out the cash to give to him.
"Well, keep working out with me and I bet you'll be able to do that in no time!"
"Yeah, right!' I said. I couldn't picture myself ever doing that.
He had taken off his clothes and hung them up. He stood looking at me with his hands on his hips, "Okay, I take that as a challenge. We are going to work on this. Get rid of those clothes." I wasn't shy about doing this any more. I took off my clothes and hung them in the closet.
In the mean time, Hank was putting a bar in place in the door jam of the bathroom door. There was a bracket there that the bar slipped right into. Had that been there before/.
"I put it in yesterday. I just hadn't had a chance to show you yet." He stepped over to it, reached up and gripped it and did a few quick pull ups. He did them so effortlessly.
He dropped down and bounced on his feet again. He seemed to be beaming. "Your turn," and he motioned for me to come over.
I stepped over and gripped the bar as he had done. Then I tried to pull myself up. I managed one with difficulty. He stood in front of me and gripped my waist. "One more," he said. I pulled up and he took some of the weight and helped me. I managed another one. But his touch was having another effect. I was swelling up in front of his face!
"Nice! Now another one!" he again assisted as worked to pull myself up. I managed another one. At the top of the pull my cock was close to his chest. He leaned in and my cock trailed down his stomach as I descended.
"Very nice! But careful that all your blood doesn't leave the muscles in your arms." He smiled and said, "Another one!" I pulled up and felt my cock swell and twitch as I did it and he leaned in again making my cock drag across him.
"Ah!" I said, the sensations building in my cock.
"Yes," he said as he watched me lower myself. He stood back a bit and said, "Another one!" Then he continued, "I have often had incredible orgasms while doing this! Something about the tension and effort and all. I don't know how it works, but it appears to be working on you as well." He smiled. He had once again taken some of the weight, but it was certainly straining my muscles to do this and yes! My cock was straining as well.
"One more!" and I strained again and my cock swelled.
"One more!" and I thought I was going to faint!
"One more!" and oh shit! Something wild and crazy was happening.
"Again!" he was becoming more adamant and I was becoming crazed to do more.
"One more!" and I lost it, I came and was locked at the top of the bar as I spurted across his stomach!
"Yes!" I cried and felt my cock flex and swell as it pumped out on his stomach.
I dropped to the floor letting go of the bar, nearly collapsing into his arms. "What happened?" I asked trying to calm my breathing and to wiggle my tense arms.
"I don't know how it works, but it's like once you get turned on and start straining on the bar, it puts a strain on your cock and you just keep chinning yourself until you cum! Amazing feeling right?"
I sighed and said, "Un-fucking-believable!' I also felt so weak. Was it from the pull ups or from cumming? I didn't know. Then my head spun again. That was the, what, third time I had cum today! Shit! I was going to be drained for sure.
"I need to sit down," I said. Hank moved so I could go sit at my desk. He came over and patted me on the shoulder.
"You are doing great little brother!" He squeezed my shoulder. "When you can do 50 of those, you'll be ready to start practicing on you hands!" I had to wait to see that. I mean was it possible?
He logged into his computer and in a couple of seconds. Then he said, "How much cash do you have?" I got up and went to my dresser. I opened it with weak arms, took out the money and grabbed my wallet. I went back, sat down and began adding it up.
I counted it twice; sure I had made a mistake. "Three hundred fifty dollars!" I looked at him. That was impossible!
He opened my check and looked at it, "100 bucks! Plus my matching makes 200. That's 550 bucks! And," he said with a flourish, "You have made $360 on our auctions!"
"No fucking way!" I said, moving over to look over his shoulder. I looked at the online payment balance. It said, $400. And Hank's ten percent, left $360.
"No fucking way!" I thought I was going to lose it again. $910!! I was so close to a dream that I had had for so long. I coldn't be this close.
"How do I get that money?" I looked at him incredulously. He saw the joy on my face and disbelief as well.
He smiled, "I enter our password and we print out a check! Take it to the bank, cash it and you are all set!" Congratulations, little brother! You are just about there!"
Emotions washed over me again. Hank had done this! He had pushed me to model, even doubling what I made and betting me and coming up with the idea for the aution. "Thank you, Hank!"
I leaned over into his chair and hugged him. I was going to start crying! He hugged back and patted me on the back. "I couldn't have done this without you!" I squeezed tight. He squeezed back.
"Hey, little brother, you did all the work!" He broke the hug and pushed me back.
"Now you are going to need some money for the game tonight. So use about $40 for that." I looked horrified, gamble away this money!"
He smiled when he saw my face. "Look we already have orders for 3 more pairs of underwear and 2 jocks for about $200 hundred dollars! So all we have to do is get some more product and then we get this baby maker pumping!' he patted by cock as he said it. "You are rolling in money, little brother!" I thought about the loads I had shot today. Damn I should have put them on a pair of underwear!
"Okay, but $40 is the max!" I was counting up money and seeing dollar signs everywhere. When could I go get my camera? Then I asked, "When can we go to the store and get some more underwear and jocks?" I sounded so eager that Hank laughed.
"How many pairs should we buy, little brother?"
"I don't know 10." I looked at him, "or should we get 20?"
He laughed and said, "And where are you going to get all the cum to fill those 20 pairs of underwear?" He laughed and said, wiping his face, "That's right you have to jerk off at least 12 times next week!" He laughed harder and I joined it. I guess I was being a bit ambious. My cock would really be sore, if I tried to cum in 20 pairs of underwear.
Then a thought whirled around, I should carry a pair around with me, in case I came, so I put them in the shorts! That sounded so funny to me.
He looked at me and smiled, I noticed he had a pair of underwear in his hand wiping up the cum on his stomach. I wanted that pair! He said, "I feel like a nap. What do you say? You want to snuggle up and get rested up from the big day and get ready for a long night of poker?"
I smiled, I didn't know about sleeping, but I wouldn't ever pass up the chance to snuggle with Hank. I nodded, not trusting my voice. He looked at me and smiled.
He moved over to his bed and pulled back the covers. "You first," he had a big smile on his face. I climbed in and he moved in behind me and then pulled the covers over us.
He reached around and gripped me by the waist and pulled me in tight against him. I felt his warmth, his cock against my crack and his breath on my shoulder. I smelled Hank. The bed and covers were redolent with his scent. That sweet musky, manly smell of Hank. Man, this was nice! I didn't want this to ever change.
Hank echoed my thoughts, with, "Nice!" and pulled me even tighter to him. What a day! I had been fucked, shaved, blown, photographed naked and hard, come out to a stranger, been hit on, been run over by a hunk, heard Jim's life changing story, seen my roommate walk on his hands, did chin ups until I came and made a fist full of money! Damn, what could be better than this day? And it wasn't over yet. I settled back and heard Hank's deep breathing and knew that he had slipped off to sleep. I wondered what he had thought of the day!"
Thank you, once again for all the guys that write with suggestions, comments and photos of what they think the characters look like. I do appreciate it! harryrod575@yahoo.com
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