Week 2

Everyday was as miserable as the first for Vance. He got to class everyday, got naked, and kept a boner up so his male classmates could draw it. Everyday they came to the front and inspected his muscles, and Ryan kept taking pictures from different angles. But when Vance tried to protest, Professor Leon just smiled at him.

At the end of the first week he got dressed and asked the professor. “Alright, you punished me. I get it. I won’t steal from you again. Is this over?”

Professor Leon leans back in his chair and watches as Vance slips his briefs on. “Oh you thought you were done? That’s cute. But no. The other professors and I agreed that since we don’t have to pay you, we can extend the human still life project. Normally the models are too pricy to keep around for that long, but this could be a great opportunity for the guys to really enhance their portfolios. This project will take a month.”

“A month?” Vance exclaims. “No, I can’t do this for another month. It’s too humiliating.

“Well, you should have thought of that before you stole from us. Keep it up or we expel you. You know what’s at stake. I don’t need to remind you.”

“But Professor!”

“But nothing! You caused this department more trouble than you’re worth. Because of you I can’t afford models, because of you Dr. Henderson cant afford paint sets, and because of you, Dr. Johnson can’t afford his assistant anymore. So you either pose for my classes or get lost.”

Vance finishes buttoning his shirt and readjusts his bulge. His balls hurt a little, suffering from a mild case of blue balls brought on by his classmates constant **** boners. “Fine.”

“Great. Glad to hear we’re on the same page. Oh, and maybe do some push ups this weekend. Your pecs felt a little flabby. And while you’re at it, trim that bush of yours. We need to make sure it’s a consistent length this month.”

Vance rolls his eyes and walks about. He doesn’t see it, but Professor Leon rubs his cock through his jeans under the desk as he watches Vance walk away. He can’t help how horny this power gets him. He tries his hardest to resist the urge to **** Vance to suck his cock. But every time Vance gingerly removes his clothes in front of him, he seriously considers it.

The second week begins like normal. Vance shows up early, he gets naked, and he sits on his stool. But on Tuesday, something is different. There’s a large bucket sitting to the side of the stool. And as Vance walks over to the stool, he noticed something on top of it.

“What is that?” He asks as he covers his cock with his hands.

“Oh. That. I want real vulnerability this week. A few of the boys were complaining that your face is always so… nervous all the time. It doesn’t make for good art. This is my way of getting some new expressions out of you.”

Vance inspects the stool and realizes there is a six, maybe six and a half inch dildo stuck to the seat. “No. No. No. Professor that’s too far. I can’t sit here for hours on a fucking dildo!”

“First of all, watch your mouth before I make some use out of it. Second of all, you do what I say. So spread your hole, sit on it, and look pretty.” He pauses for a moment as Vance turns and sets his eyes on the dildo. “Oh and we’re focusing on highlights this week. So I set that bucket of oil out for you. Get yourself greased up. You can use it on your ass too, if that makes it any easier. See! I’m helping you out!”

Vance shuffles over to the bucket of clear body oil. He dips his hand in and allows the thick liquid to drip onto his chest. He rubs it all over his torso, and every inch of him now shines and reflects the studio lights and enhances the highlights of his body. Professor Leon watches from his desk and rubs himself through his jeans again. This time with more desperation, he wants so badly to walk up and bend Vance over the stool. But for now he watches as Vance moves lower and spreads the body oil over his plump ass cheeks. Professor Leon imagines himself gripping one of those wet globes in his hand.

Vance stands still once he’s done, glistening all over. He looks like a Greek god standing with his toned, shining abs. He stares at the dildo, it’s not only long, but it’s thick too. Professor Leon chose it because he thought it looked the most similar to his actual cock. It would be good training if he ever decided to make use of Vance’s tight hole. Only, the dildo was a bit shorter than the real deal. “Go ahead, make yourself comfortable.” He says.

Vance gets up on his toes to try and tries to get the dildo in. He uses one of his hands to guide it until the tip of the silicone penis finds his hole. He tries to go for it and let it in, but he’s too tight and too dry. Professor Leon notices and walks over to him. “You can’t go in dry like that. You gotta ease in. I want it to hurt, not to tear you open.” He walks over to Vance, because he wants to see the next part up close and personal. “Get yourself lubed up down there.” Vance looks at Professor Leon with little puppy dog eyes. He can’t believe the professor is doing this. One part of him still gets excited every time he sees the professors boner bulge trough his khakis, but he’s angry with himself for still finding this man so sexy as he torments him in front of his classmates. And now he’s dipping his finger in the body oil and rubbing the rim of his hole. Professor Leon watches intently as Vance bends over slightly, his hole loosens and tightens back up until he manages to get a finger part of the way in. “Just like that. Make it go deeper, get everything ready.”

Vance slides his entire middle finger into his hole. He slides it in an out a few times, just the sight of it causes Professor Leon’s cock to drip precum into his underwear. Then he tries again to sit on the dildo. “Ow.” He whimpers as the thick tip slips into his hole.

“Take your time. Relax it.”

“I’m trying.”

His ass slowly lowers down and hides more and more of the dildo as it goes further inside of him. He winces with every inch until he’s sitted fully on it, feeling it press against his insides. “Good.” Professor Leon says, pulling something from his back pocket. “Now anytime I need a good expression, or when we need you to get hard for… lighting reference, I’ll hit this button.” He presses the button, and Vance shudders as the dildo begins to vibrate. His cock immediately starts growing. And just as Professor Leon intended, his eyelids droop low and he opens his mouth slightly. Feeling the sheer euphoria of anal stimulation. What he wasn’t expecting was for Vance to let out a quivering, breathy moan.

“Professor… I-“ he moans again. “Please.” The door opens and Vance’s classmates come trailing in. All eyes are on his cock and wet body. Many of them take note of how much his cock is pulsing up and down. Professor Leon presses the button again to turn it off. Allowing Vance to get his composure together. He snaps back to reality once the dildo stops vibrating and becomes more aware of what’s going on. Greased up naked in front of the class with a dildo up his ass and precum already oozing from him. It makes him want to cower away, but instead he’s instructed to spread his legs wider to get a good angle.

The boys continue to stare and work away with their paint brushes. And every time Vance’s boner starts to shrink, Professor Leon presses the button again. The boys stop their work and watch every time as Vance tries his hardest to suppress his moans. His abs contract and he starts to squirm around when the dildo has been on for too long. He gets close to cumming, but Professor Leon stops it just in time. Vance doesn’t cum until he says so.

By the end of the class, the body oil has dried up a bit, so Professor Leon tells him to get up and re apply. Vance’s eyes go wide, because that means he’ll have to show the class what he’s been sitting on this whole time. But he knows there’s no use fighting it. So he inches himself off the dildo, feeling the silicon slowly allow his asshole to contract again. Once he’s fully off, Ryan is the first to notice the massive thing. “So that’s why you’ve been making so much noise.” The class giggles and they whisper to one another. They all stop and watch as Vance wobbles over to the bucket and rubs himself down with the oil.

“Ease yourself again before you sit down, Vance.” Professor Leon says. And Vance needs to, or else the dildo won’t go back in. So in front of everyone, he starts working his hole again. “Turn around while you do it, the class could use some reference of the muscles back there.” He hesitates and makes a face at the professor who is grinning smugly. He then turns his attention to the class. He slowly turns his back to the them as he slides a finger in an out again. When he turns his face says it all. The handsome, strong lines that define his face seem to be turned down in an embarrassed frown. Ryan gives him a cat call whistle when the entire finger is in. Then comes the hardest part. He lifts himself up again, guiding the wet dildo back into his hole. But he notices immediately that it’s already vibrating, faster than before. By the time the tip enters, his cock is already at full mast. And as he lowers himself down onto the dildo, he feels his cock pulse again. He knows he’s close, and Professor Leon must know it too.

He gets the whole thing in, but seconds later he’s moaning louder than he was before. His entire body tenses and relaxes, it feels too good. But he can’t do this. He can’t cum in front of all of these guys. He finally speaks up, “Professor I. Ohhh. Professor stop I’m gonna cum.” He tries his hardest to resist letting it happen, but Professor Leon just watches. The all of the boys are at full attention. Watching Vance squirm around on the stool, breathing like he’s getting fucked “Please… it.” But before he can keep going, he shoots. A weeks worth of erections all culminate in this orgasm. He shoots so far that Ryan, who sits just feet away from him, gets a drop on his shoe. He moans in ecstasy as his cock dribbles cum all over the floor. He breathes heavily, and the dildo continues to vibrate. He looks down in awe as it happens. In disbelief that, in spite of himself, he’s shooting his load for all eyes to see.

“That right there, that’s the expression, that **** look we were hoping for, Vance.”

Once he’s finally done cumming, Vance observes his surroundings. As his cock still drips with his own cum, he makes eye contact with Ryan who is grinning deviously. “Nice one, Vancey.” And only then does he notice Ryan recorded the whole ordeal.

And this is only week 2.