"Jesus Dan" Marc reacted to the poster. His roommate Dan stared for an instant. "Yea no big thing".
"All evidence to the contrary" Mark said using his thumb and finger to measure the length of the meaty penis on the poster.
"Hell you've seem me naked" Dan said to his roommate.
"Lookn good Dan" A female voice said as the girl passed the two.
"Uh thanks" Dan said to her. Shelby was one of their friends. It was she who he discussed the posing in the first place.
It was the night before his posing for the photographer, that Dan and Shelby had talked.
"Do you want to do it?" She had asked after accepting the joint.
"Hell it's five hundred dollars" Dan said "I only get thirty five when I do it for one of his classes.
"He wants you you know" Shelby said as she held the smoke in "Everybody knows it."
"Professor Clank is an artist" Dan said.
"A gay artist" Shelby said. "So you've decided"
Dan had decided. Five hundred dollars would mean he didn't have to work at the Pizza Joint on weekends for the rest of the winter. And delivering pizzas to college kids on cold late nights in Boston wasn't his favoriate thing.
The day of the job, Dan focused on preparing himself. He had seen sketches of himself before, thanks to Professor Clank's students, but this was different. It was going to be actual photographs.
"You posin again?" Marc asked seeing Dan in his tighty whities, doing pushups in their dorm room.
"Yea kinda" Dan said.
"Shit man if I had a body like yours I'd go to the Common on weekends and make allot more money then posing for horny students" Marc said. He had said it before.
Dan couldn't help but remember that first time.
The night was cold. The water dripping off the trees had frozen into a ornament like decoration. There were silhouettes here and there. Couples cuddling and walking across the bridge, single people rushing across the walkways to the warmth of their own homes and the usual ones near the park, standing and stamping their feet.
There was no secret what they were waiting for. Dan, desperate for money and something inside him he didn't want to label, moved slowly to a corner across from the park. It was empty, perhaps abandoned by one who had achieved enough attention to leave. He lifted his ski mask. His boyish face would get the attention wanted.
"Hey" the voice was low and deep, nearly a whisper. "Lookn to get warm?"
Dan saw the tall figure wearing a classic Pee Coat, ski cap and boots. The beard was cut trim.
"Maybe" he said
"I live nearby, fireplace is roaring already. I thought I'd come out to see if anybody wanted to share it...a date maybe" the voice was soothing, trusting and warm itself.
"That works for me" Dan said. He followed the figure two blocks and down stairs to a basement apartment.
As the man had said, the room was warm already. It was lit only by the fireplace which was indeed roaring.
"Mind if I sketch you?" The man had already doffed his coat and picked up an artist pad.
"Uh I guess" Dan said "You want me to uh, take stuff off first?"
"Just undress at your leisure, I draw fast" Dan began to unwrap his neck scarf. He saw the man's move back and forth across the pad. The scratching of what he drew with was the only sound other then the fireplace.
Maybe it was the air mixed with the fire smoke, the darkness of the room or the near virgin experience, but Dan felt as if he was moving in slow motion as he took gloves, boots, coat, shirt, pants and underwear off.
He was naked. The fire warmed his buttocks and back. He turned to warm his front in a standing attempt to simulate self barbque. He laughed.
"What?" the man asked while his hand still scrathed the paper.
"Just, uh you know I wasn't expecting" Dan said turning and realizing he was comfortable being there totally naked. He moved to look at the sketch pad.
There were several small sketches. He saw himself clothed taking the neck scarf off, his image half naked unbuckling his belt, his body stretching in a way he didn't remember doing and then his tall body arms outstretched facing the fire, again in a way he had not done.
"Boy you're good and your hands are fast" he said. The image of him facing the fire was being shaded to show the light illuminating his face and front while keeping the grey but distinctable shape and form of his body.
"Wait till I get to know you with the same hands" the man said reaching to touch Dan's lower abdomen. Dan felt a warmth that started with the touch and spread through him inside.
"When did you do these?" The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains. Dan sat in bed looking a piles of sketches scattered over the bed and bedside table.
"You were sleeping" The man said. He too was naked, standing in the doorway drinking coffee. He handed another cup to Dan. "Coffee?"
"Yea sure" Dan said taking the warm cup and letting it change his throat from dry to warm and wet. Some drops spilled out of the corner of his mouth and down on his bare chest. He giggled.
"You giggle allot" The man said.
"It tickles" Dan said knowing he said the same thing during the night when the man's juices coated him in much the same way.
"I don't sleep straight through the night. So when I see an image in here" he tapped his head, "I wake up and draw it." he gestured to stacks of pads and loose papers.
Dan scrambled across the bed, loving the freedom be be naked in full view of this stranger. He saw sketches of other men and boys, fountains, and the sketch of Boston Commons at night. It was the same view he had from the night before.
"When did you do this one? Can I have it?" He asked.
Mark interupted his memories of that night.
"Doing another class?" Mark asked as Dan moved to his situp position. He watched the firm developed stomach tighten with each situp Dan did.
"I see you framed it" Mark looked at the black and white charcoal sketch Dan had previously taped to the wall earlier in the winter.
"Yea" Dan grunted "Uh someone did it for me" He dared not stop. Five hundred dollars wanted him as pumped up as possible and he had only two more hours left.
"Cool. Is that you?" Mark pointed at a lone figure standing on the side of the sketch. He hadn't seen it before. The tape had blocked it out. It was a silhouette.
"Naw" Dan could say that since he knew Clank had drawn it before meeting him that night.
He had seen the figure in the sketch he picked up in Clank's bedroom and related to it.
"I could use you" Clank said as he sat on the bed close enough that his bare hairy thigh rubbed against Dan's.
"You already did, twice" Dan said.
"Three times if you're counting" Clank smiled.
"Maybe four if you're nice" Dan said as he moved to his knees. His tongue lapped at the tip of the man's cock which was already showing it's intent.
"I mean in the classrooms. I teach art, oh yea told you that. We can use models."
Dan couldn't answer. His mouth was full.
Shelby called Dan that afternoon after his first pose job for Professor Clank's art class.
"So how did it go?" Shelby asked.
"I got used to it" he said
He had taken the robe off and sat where Professor Clank suggested. Eventually he found a pose that was good for the students and easy to hold for long periods of time.
"If you get uh umcomfortable you can stop and take a break" Clank had whispered to him.
Dan sat staring out the window watching other students walking to and from their destinations. He wondered if they could see him through the windows, a slim but healthy looking naked student posing in an art class.
He felt his penis rise and fall throughout but didn't take a break.
As he walked around the pinned up sketches, he saw himself in obscur or near photo accurate form on the walls. His feet were sometimes odd size, his hands too were often weird.
"Hands and feet are the most difficult" Professor Clank was walking with him "But they certainly got your cock right"
Dan's penis was soft, meaty even hard depending on which student had skected him and what condition he was in at the time.
"Actually it was kind of fun"
"You are queer" Shelby said "when are you gonna sleep with him?"
"Who?"
"Clank" she repeated her ongoing theory that the Professor wanted to sleep with him.
"Can you give me a ride?" Dan stood and removed his sweaty underwear.
"You might want to put something on first" Mark said.
"No creases, I just want to put you know something on to keep warm"
He posed for hours. The photographer tried moving about the room, different lighting, spraying Dan with water, using music to get Dan to move about.
"It was harder work then I thought" he said to Mark "but its' kind of good isn't it?"
The poster advertised the city film festival. Copies were posted everywhere on campus, in magazines, even on lampposts. For some places they placed a ribbon of film art over his penis.
But on campus and in other places, he was there in full view. His face looking almost angelic, his body looking envieable by men and women alike and his penis innocent yet threatening of sex promised.
"Yea looks good. Of course I've seen the real thing" Mark moves his thumb and finger measurement in front of Dan's crotch.
"Cut it out"
"So did you?" Mark sat on the bench where Dan sat. They unwrapped the vending machine burgers selected between their classes.
"Did I what?" Dan said "you know I posed for it and yea I got the five hundred dollars".
"No I mean what Shelby keeps asking, did you sleep with Clank?"
"Why do you want to know?" Dan asked.
"I just want to know when it's my turn" Mark tried to sound casual. If Dan thought he was kidding that was cool. If he knew he was serious that might be ok too.
"All you had to do was ask" Dan said
"Hi guys" Professor Clank stopped at the table "See the posters?"
"It's hard not to" Dan said "I didn't know they'd be everywhere...even my cousin saw it in New York." Dan said.
"You're not sorry?" Clank asked.
"No, guess not. The photog was great." Dan
"Yea the five hundred wasn't bad either" Mark added.
"You know my roommate right?" Dan said.
"Sure I know Mark." Clank smiled and shook Mark's hand. "from quite awhile ago before I met you in fact"
Dan looked at Mark. He wondered where Professor Clank had met him. He knew Mark wasn't in any of the man's classes.
"So if you're that destitute, go hang out at the Commons at night" Mark had advised that evening long ago.
"Fuck I"m not queer" Dan protested.
"You ever hear the phrase gay for pay?" Mark said.
Dan hadn't responded.
"So what about both of you coming over Friday? Pasta, fireplace, little smoke, you can spend the weekend. Nothing I like better then seeing my boys studying naked by the fireplace" he whispered the last part.
"Sure why not?" Mark said "You game?"
"I thought we were gonna uh do what you said earlier..." Dan said.
"We will, we'll just do it there" Mark said "that ok with your Professor?"
"Can I sketch you two?" he asked in the low, warm and comforting tone he had used when he first met each of them.