My not so straight experiences - Chapter 2
Brandon leads me to a classic chaise lounge taking me by the
elbow very casually
"I see Brian has been generous with the pours by the size of
your glass (laughs). Well since you're a virgin model for a
first pose let's have you simply recline comfortably maybe
with arms behind your head and legs crossed."
My mind is still absorbing the unexpected situation as I lay
on the chaise as directed trying to decide if I should find
an excuse to leave.
"Good, that's quite good, and you chose well with the
clothing. You look great by the way, you're exactly the
look we hoped to find and we were thrilled when Erin sent
your photos to us and suggested you would be perfect for us.
She's been great at finding and sending us newbie art models
who want to learn.
He casually runs his hands along my right bicep without
asking as he adjusts my arm slightly, giving me goosebumps
from not expecting the touch. I recall Brian telling me they
would be adjusting my poses and now understand this is how
artists fine tune the models poses and though I am
embarrassed I keep it to myself having been told the rules
art models are expected to follow. He adjusts my other arm
similarly sliding his hand slowly over my bicep onto my
shoulder and back up my tricep.
"You obviously work out, nice arms Lee."
"Thanks" I know I'm blushing a bit
He walks to a near by chair and begins sketching me
"Good job Lee. Brian can you please adjust Lee's legs"
Brian approaches me and says
"We were thinking the same thing"
Brian then runs his hand along my lower leg adjusting the
fabric and shifting my leg slightly. He steps back and
places his finger to his chin as he visually digests me
momentarily. He returns to me now sliding his hand along all
sides of my thigh adjusting the fabric and adjusting my leg
position a minute bit. I feel myself blushing as his hand is
running along my inner thigh then sliding over my quad and
onto my hamstring and then back down. He continues doing the
same with my left leg, first calf, then sliding up along my
hamstring to the bottom of my glutes and then around onto my
quad and adjusting the fabric on my quad and along my inner
thigh before he returns to his sketching. I feel myself
deeply blushing realizing no man had ever had his hands on my
body so casually like that, but also understood I'd need to
get used to this if I wanted to model for artists and build a
resume in hopes of finding a sexy female erotic artist I
could become a regular model for.
Occasionally over the next 30 minutes Brandon or Brian would
tell me I could take a 15 second break if I wanted a sip of
my wine but if so then to return to the same position. Each
time I did Brandor or Brian or both would use their hands to
adjust my pose and each time I blushed as I felt the men's
hands sliding over my arms and legs adjusting the fabric and
my position.
Brandon says "Good, lets take a 5 minute break and then
position you differently."
Brian says "Let me top off that wine."
I stand and stretch and take a peek at their sketches and
they are pretty impressive, they both have talent. Brian
returns and hands me the wine.
"You're doing well so far, a lot of newbie models squirm at
first when being adjusted, trying to help adjust their
position, but that only makes it more difficult. And you're
doing a good job keeping your pose, very impressive for a
first-time model."
Barndon returns and takes me by the waist and guides me back
to the chaise and motions for me to lay down.
"Lets try another comfortable beginner pose with one leg
bent with your knee up next the other laying flat. Yes
good. Now one hand on your chest. A bit lower. Ok now your
other hand on your lap. Ok lets try that."
They both begin sketching and I find myself pretty
comfortable and relaxed since they are so nice, and realized
I'm a bit buzzed too! Their comments have made me feel
comfortable and reassured too, and I am glad I'm doing well
so far for a `virgin model' as they called me.
Both briefly sketch then Brandon says to Brian "Do you mind
if I make a few adjustments?" Brian replies "Not at all, I
was thinking so too".
I'm trying to get used to their hands on me and adjusting me as they wish and feel I know what to expect. Brandon comes up and first straightens the fabric from ankle slowly all the up my inner and outer thigh and I think nothing of it, until the last few inches they hadn't passed before. I felt myself tense a little and he whispered
"You're doing great just relax"
He continued adjusting the fabric up to the top of my inner thighs on both sides. Then he moved to my arms and I was a bit relieved and felt a bit silly. His hands slid over my arms and adjusted their positioning. First he slid his hands down my left arm adjusting it slightly as he went u til he reached the hand on my chest and I feel his hands continue onto my chest it almost seemed he was tracing my pecs with his fingers. His finger accidentally brushes my nipple which hits like a little electric spark that I hide from reacting to so I keep my composure as I've learned art models should do. I feel his hands on one of the shirt buttons and feel it open, then on the next button down and it opens, and I feel his hands slide down to a third button opening it as I feel my blush growing.
Brian says "Exactly, so much better, what do you think about opening the shirt up and exposing some chest, and sliding his hand inside a little"
Brandon replies "Yes good thought, maybe onto his pec?"
Brandon begins opening my shirt with his hands, he seems to be looking right toward my eyes even though my gaze is to the side as they directed. Again brushes my nipple accidentally and I can tell it's a bit hard and I blush hoping he doesn't notice. He takes my hand and slides it onto my pec and uses his hand to feel where my hand is seated, this leaves his hand grazing across my middle and upper abs and sliding onto my hand he places one finger tip directly on my nipple and I realize he's using that as a guide to place my hand.
Brian says "yes that's nice, now adjust the other hand maybe with his thumb in his waist band? But you might need to loosen his belt a little".
Brandon replies "if that's what you'd like we can certainly try it".
Brandon then slides his hands down my chest and over my abs onto my waist and traces the belt from as low on the sides as he can reach and slides his hands just up under my shirt. I feel his gaze again looking at my face and eyes as his fingers are tracing along the belt skimming across my hips and lower abs to find the belt buckle.
"Yes the belt is tight" he notes and then unclasps the belt and loosens it, re-clasping it two notches larger then adjusts the belt with his fingers sliding along and slightly inside my waist band. He then takes my hand placed on my upper thigh in one hand and the other he places at my elbow to help me retain my position. Brandon uses his hand at the bottom of my hand to slide mine up toward my waistband to hook my thumb in. I swallow a bit as I realize my elbow position will make my hand slide right over where my cock is positioned but I keep still as I'm supposed to. My hand slides over my cock as expected but the way his hand held mine I blush again as I realize his finger tips are accidentally sliding onto my balls and then across my shaft, and I instantly regretted wearing my favorite pair of Theory pants trying to look good realizing how thin the fabric is and how I can feel his individual finger tips crossing over the head of my cock. I know I blushed but I also know my role is to hold the pose and not react to or move unless directed by the artists. He proceeds to use his hand to slide my thumb into my waist band and shifts my arm and hand back a bit.
Brian say "Perfect just like that, Lee you are doing so well and you look so great! Be a little more pliable and let us adjust you as needed, we know you're still learning an we will try to be patient. Just follow all directions we require so we can get it just right as we wish. Keep trying hard and keep up the good work!"
As brandon returns to his sketching I again feel silly having blushed at the accidental moments his hand very briefly touched my nipples and cock. This is just the norm and accidental contact might happen when they are trying to get my pose right.
Both artists are very focused on sketching for the next fifteen minutes. I feel their eyes absorbing everything as they convey their sight to their hands.
Brian looks at Brandon and says "5 minute break then next pose?"
"Agreed and we may need to offer a bit more instruction for what we are trying to achieve with our work"
Brian says "model, you may take a 5 minute break, why don't you finish that wine" I do. "Good I'll get you another pour, we need to have you a bit more comfortable and loose, we can tell you're still nervous but we understand, and hopefully another glass work help!" He laughs
"Is it really obvious? I am really trying to follow the guidance you gave me earlier" I reply
"Not to worry, we can tell you're trying. We have been using experienced art models lately and for some time due to COVID, we've been cautious about meeting new people. You're actually making pretty decent progress, better than our last new model, don't let Brandon's obvious disappointment hamper your efforts, you're learning, keep focusing on and following the rules I set for you and the directions we give and I am sure you'll do better and make us both less disappointed. Who knows if you keep improving at the pace you did with the last pose, we may even be able to begin considering the foundations of a theme. If you do well, we might even refer you to a few of our artist friends. Our friend Mia mentioned she has a series of erotic poses she would like to find a masculine man to model"
"Yes ok apologies I really don't want to be disappointing, I'll try harder and wow thank you that would be amazing". I'm already excited thinking I may be able to get to model for this gorgeous artist just hearing her name and thrilled thinking of being displayed for her.
Brian says "Good model, we will be back in 5, be ready!" And slaps me on the ass as he walks off, like a football coach after a player makes a good play which somehow connects with me and I feel encouraged.
Being the overachiever I am I am determined to do a better job following the rules and being as pliable as they need.