Slender Latin-American

The Instructor directed Matt to step down from the platform, stand next to it, and place his left foot up on it. Then she told him to rest his left elbow on his knee, and to rest his chin on his left fist. Sort of a modified 'Thinker' by Auguste Rodin. Once she was satisfied with the pose, she stepped away and said to her class, "Ladies, please begin."

Some students would be drawing Matt's back side, others would be rendering a side view of him, but one student, a slender brunette, was facing him head on. The woman was young, in her early to mid-twenties, with long black hair that flowed down to the center of her back. Her features were Latin, with high cheekbones and dark eyes. She had a wide, full mouth with a slight overbite. Wearing a pair of white shorts, her long, shapely legs were on display.

Like the rest of the students, she took this class seriously, but it was hard for her not to smile every time she glanced at Matt's cock and balls. Although she was sketching his entire form, she seemed to be progressively looking more and more at the male genitals on view. Matt noticed her attention, and it had an effect on him. Frequently when she would stare as his cock, it would twitch. And that would cause the young woman to giggle.

By the time the Instructor announced the first break, Matt was in need of relief. Not relief from standing motionless for twenty-five minutes, but sexual relief. Having a young woman staring so intensely at his cock and balls had excited him immensely. Added to the attention he was being given, was the fact that the woman studying his nude body was a complete stranger.

"Ladies, let's resume," the Instructor announced, signaling that the break was over. "Matthew," she gestured to the platform, "If you would please."

He got back into position, and the Instructor made a few adjustments to his elbow and told him to slide his foot a little further forward.

Matt did not speak to the student. He did not know what the proper protocol was, but he figured his job was to be an object for the class to draw. Although he did not say anything to the attractive young woman, he did make eye contact with her. Every time she would glance at him to refresh in her mind what she was drawing, she would nervously lower her eyes from his. Perhaps the eye contact made her aware that the model was an actual person. A living, breathing person and she was openly staring at his penis and testicles. She would smile awkwardly, sometimes licking her lips, sometimes chewing on her lower one.

Gradually she became immersed in her work and seemed to relax somewhat.

During the next five-minute break, several students left the studio for a visit to the bathroom. Matt was sorely tempted to go to the bathroom himself. Not to relieve his bladder, but to 'rub out' a quick one.

There were two more periods, and then the class was over. The students packed up their equipment and collected their purses and other personal effects. Matt stretched even more deeply than he had during the breaks, extending his arms and rolling his head around to loosen his neck muscles.

He debated whether he should speak to the student in the white shorts.