Full frontal with a stiffy.

Professor Sands kept staring at my penis as if it held all the secrets of the universe as she contemplated what pose to put me in. I was just standing there sweating, resisting the urge to cover myself up as dozens of eyes kept taking in my boner that kept growing stiffer and stiffer.

"I think I decided." Sands tapped her chin as she walked over to me, beckoning Bridget out of her seat before taking hold of my arms. "Place your hands behind your head professor. Good. Now raise those elbows up." she positioned my elbows skyward, bulging my arm muscles and keeping my hands securely away from my junk. She snapped at Bridget to grab my leg. "Bridget bend professor Finn's knee slightly until his heel is off the ground." Bridget readily agreed to Sands' command; groping my thigh and calf muscles as she got on her knees and slowly bent my leg until my right foot was leaning on my toes. Why didn't Sands just ask me to get into this position? Was it even necessary to touch me like this? This was just downright embarrassing! "Perfect!" Sands stepped back to admire her work (me) as she held up her thumbs and index fingers to frame me in her sights. My hands were behind my head with my elbows pointing upward with my leg slightly bent; stretching and flexing all of my arm and chest muscles before the salivating art class and putting my aroused member on full unobstructed display. You better believe my face was burning red all the way down to my tiptoes.

"Delia," Bridget was still on her knees all too close to my protruded leg. She raised her hand up to my penis and gently stroked her fingertips across my shaft. An embarrassing noise escaped my throat so I bit down on my lip to silence it. "Shall I take care of this again?" Bridget asked eagerly as she petted my genitals like a kitten. I shivered as my naked body was covered in goosebumps.

"No Bridget, we will leave it as it is. Since Professor Finn here has had trouble keeping his 'excitement' under control during our last class, I have decided to use it rather than relieve it." Wait, what?! "His enlarged phallus will just be a part of the new drawings from now on. In fact Bridget, rather than prompting an ejaculation for our model, I am putting you in charge of maintaining his full arousal throughout the duration of the class. His penis must be in the same position as it is now once we begin drawing. Would you be fine with that?" I can't believe this is happening.

"That's a full time job, I will have to touch him quite frequently during class while I am trying to draw, but..." Bridget fondled my balls as she feigned annoyance. Pretending as if she were given a task of great inconvenience. "I humbly make the sacrifice in the name of art." If I wasn't fully erect before, I sure as hell was now!

"You are always so helpful Bridget. What would I do without you? I will be sure to get you some one-on-one time with Professor Finn later in the event you fall behind on your own assignment." Sands walked Bridget back to her seat. The moment she sat down, pencils flew to papers as everybody in class started intently drawing me naked again. Lord give me strength.