Posing – fifty years ago.
My university mate, Gary, was always looking for ways to make some money and he had several different jobs that helped him along. As my parents allowance was more generous I did not need regular work while studying, but occasionally did some work if it appealed, or, on this occasion, when Gary needed a hand.
One of Gary's regular jobs was to pose for an evening life class at one of the local art schools. As he said it was not as easy as you might think and took some strength to stand still, sometimes in difficult poses, for long periods of time. Of course, in the late 1960s male models had to wear briefs or a posing pouch, only women were allowed to model totally naked. As Gary liked showing off his body it was a great job for him, and for posing in his briefs for two hours one night a week he made good money. However, one week he had stuffed-up his timetable and needed to do some bar work, his other part-time job. He asked me if I could fill-in for him, for just one night. After some discussion about what I would need to do and that I could wear briefs I agreed. Gary even gave me a lesson in posing, but it predictably ended in us both naked and having a good time on the floor of his room. Ahhhh...he could do it for me every time. He was such a horny guy.
Later that week I fronted-up to the class, introduced myself to the lecturer, Michael, and stripped down to my bikini briefs. Michael was a well-known artist and Gary had been posing for him for nearly a year, both for the guy's art school classes and privately. He paid well for the private sessions on Saturday and Sunday mornings. Knowing I was a novice at posing for students Michael set easy poses and the two hours went without any problems, although I was tired and a bit sore from holding some poses. My fear of getting a hardon while posing proved unnecessary, I had to concentrate on what I was doing too much to even think about anything else.
At the end of the class Michael said he had enjoyed my work, and that my dark Mediterranean looks and olive skin were a pleasant change from Gary's milky white, red-headed Irish look. He also asked if I would be interested in posing for him privately sometime. I said I would, and he told me that he would contact me to arrange a time soon, the only proviso was that he would expect me to pose naked. I said that was no problem and that I looked forward to hearing from him. When Gary called in late that night I told him all had gone well and that Michael had asked me to pose privately for him too. He said that he thought that might happen as Michael was always looking for new models, especially those who would pose naked. When I asked about posing nude Gary said it was fine, that Michael was no problem, he just liked to look and draw and that he paid well. For a guy who liked showing off naked this seemed like a good way to earn a bit of pocket money!
Michael called me later that week and asked if I could pose for him the next weekend. I agreed and arrived as arranged late that Sunday morning. Michael lived in a very pleasant inner city house with a garden. The house was all white with wonderful polished floors and the studio was immaculate and featured large windows looking out onto the garden. Michael welcomed me and we had a coffee while we looked at some of his latest paintings. I felt comfortable when he suggested that I undress and begin with a few standing poses. The time went quickly and the first hour, mostly standing poses kept me thinking about what I was doing rather than the fact that I was standing stark naked in front of a very attractive man.
After a break Michael organized a well-upholstered chair covered in a Persian textile up against the window with the sunlight streaming in for a sitting pose. He said he wanted me to just sit fully relaxed, with my head against the back of the chair, with my legs spread, and my arms over the sides of the chair. An easy and relaxed pose that I could hold for some time without any concern. And that is what happened. In fact, I was so relaxed I went to sleep in the sunshine.
You can imagine my embarrassment when I woke up to find my cock standing straight up and throbbing against my stomach. Immediately I covered my hardon with my hands, and spluttered some sort of apology. Hey, no worries. I am not offended. It's natural, and I was enjoying the view. Take your hands away and let me finish my drawing,' was Michael's reaction. Oh, well, if Michael thinks it is OK, why worry, was my thought, and so I went back to sitting there with my hands hanging over the arms of the chair, legs spread, and throbbing cock on full show. You know Gary sometimes gets excited too. He has learned to relax and put on a show for me. He sure blows a big load.' Oh, wow, was Michael encouraging me to have a wank while he watches? You mean he masturbates?' Yes, but a good long slow wank better describes the show he puts on! You want to show me your style?'
And, so began the first of my sessions posing for Michael which ended in me giving myself a long slow wank while he watched and drew.
I told Gary about what happened and he laughed. `I wondered if he would get you to wank off. He loves watching. He never makes any problem. He just likes to watch. I have been wanking for him all year. You know he pays more because he knows you will put on a show for him.'
So I became a regular model for Michael and in each session I enjoyed having a long slow wank and a big shoot of hot jizz while Michael watched. He encouraged me to put on a show in different positions, lying on my back, sitting, standing, kneeling, any way that gave him a good view of the action.
A few weeks later Gary told me that Michael had asked if he thought that I would pose with Gary – a two figure session. How about it? Could be fun.' Sure, we are used to seeing each other naked.' Yeah, but I reckon Michael will want us to put on a show for him? You up for some fun while he watches?' Oh, I never thought of that. You mean both of us jerking off? That could be fun.' Hey mate, what do you mean could' we have been having `fun' together for more than a year now. And, I reckon he hopes we will go further than a bit of mutual jerking.' So the next weekend Gary and I showed up to put on a double act.
That first time we stripped and did some easy standing poses, then some wrestling poses, but two horny guys, naked, and holding each other...well, you know what happened. Two erections in no time. I guess Gary knew how quickly it would happen and what he wanted to do and soon we were giving each other more than a helping hand. I was turned on knowing Michael was watching us as we fondled and stroked and jerked each other to huge gushing climaxes. It was not as if I had not had sex in front of someone, but usually they were more involved, at least, jerking off while watching, but Michael just watching and drawing as we pulled each other off truly turned me on. Afterwards Gary said how he thought I had really got into putting on a show and I could only agree.
Michael had obviously enjoyed the show and wanted us to come back again, saying he was happy to pay more if we put a little more thought into it and took more time. Soon after Gary and I talked about how we could slow it down, taking our time, and not jerking each other off so quickly. The next visit we started off the session fully clothed, undressing each other piece by piece, until we were down to our undies. Then there was lots of teasing, stroking through the fabric of our briefs, slipping hands down to a stroke of cock and balls and a fingering of an ass crack, and flashing our cock and bums, before finally the briefs came down and off. Our `act' was pleasing Michael and by the time we were both naked we were so horny we were ready for anything. We took turns sucking each other, on our knees, and lying down, and of course, sixty-nining. A few weeks later we went further and I fucked Gary doggy style. That was so hot. It was not as if Michael had not seen us fully aroused pleasuring each other, but to fuck Gary while Michael watched that first time was so erotic. From then on our sessions nearly always ended in us taking turns to fuck each other, and I doubt I have seldom had such great gushing orgasms.
Since then I have regularly posed for artists and groups of guys, nearly always naked, although some prefer that I wear a posing pouch. Some have encouraged me to fondle myself, masturbate, and jerk-off while posing. I have posed a couple of times with other guys, and jerked each other, sucked and fucked a few times, but never to such great pleasure as those times with Gary.
In my early 70s now I still enjoy posing for a favourite artist. I can no longer take on difficult poses, but I sure do enjoy slowly stroking up and having a wank while he watches. Old habits die hard!
Anyone else have some posing experiences?
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