You are a natural nude model

After the five minute walk across campus and having so countless videos/ pictures taken of your Johnson and the groping/ spankings of those more confident, you are finally in the art building. You would have thought your two bodyguards would have helped out but instead they almost insisted that people take pictures and even touch your exposed, naked body. “Holy shit! Naked man is leaking like a faucet,” Janelle said much louder than you would have hoped for. You look down and all of the focus that had been given to your erection did indeed have loads of pr-ecum streaming out of your tip.

“Here! I got you, naked man,” said Brooke, who bent over and licked the tip of the leaking liquid. You groan as you feel her tongue circle the tip before releasing your bouncing erection from her mouth. You look down and see your dick oozing even more fluid than before. The two girls giggled as Brooke said, “Looks like I made it worse actually. My b.” You really wish you could just wipe it off at this point but you know they wouldn’t let you do that.

“Well here we are! Let me go in first to get everything setup. Hang tight you two,” Janelle said as she entered the room leaving you alone with Brooke once more. You place your bare back and ass against the wall as you let out a heavy sigh. You still can’t believe it’s only been a few hours after everything that has happened today. In a few short minutes, you are about to be the nude model for a classroom full of college students. Brooke was about to say something when Janelle said, “Alright go ahead and come in! The instructor is actually pretty stoked to have a willing volunteer.” Janelle assumed her position next to you, holding your hand once more. She went in first, followed by you and then Brooke. The classroom was silent as you were the highlight of twenty five students as well as the instructor.

“Oh shit! I didn’t think he was already naked,” the instructor said. Janelle and Brooke let go of your hands as the instructor’s hand was now guiding you to the stage. You could feel every pair of eyes watching your hard dick bounce with each step. Your pre cum is dripping off your dick at this point and tapping the floor ever so lightly.”Alright, naked man…go ahead and strike a pose. Janelle, said you’re a naturalist and have done this before. So go ahead and strike whatever poses you want.”

You want to say something but she leaves you on the stage as you awkwardly stand there, looking at Janelle, who is in her seat and busy getting her supplies ready, and then looking to Brooke, who is giggling quietly. You plead with your eyes for any help, she sighs as she throws you a bone and puts her hand under her chin while making a face like she is thinking really hard. It takes a moment but then realize what she is doing and you immediately get into the thinker pose. She smiles and gently nods as the room fill with the noise of pencils and other artistic tools hitting the canvases.

Your eyes look down in horror and see your erect dick happily sitting above your thighs and leaking more fluid. You try to break the pose but the instructor says, “Please hold that position. They have already started drawing you and that would be a waste of their canvas.”