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Sam shrugged and turned to Mr. Newman. "I can do it," he said. "Like you said, I walked in ready to do it."

"Good for you, new guy!" Mr. Newman said, grinning. "Way to be a team player. Now, all you need to do is take off your clothes, get on the pedestal, and strike a pose. You can stand, sit, whatever you like. Once we start, though. You'll have to hold that position for over an hour, so don't do anything too strenuous."

Sam walked to the front of the class, then took off his new shirt and shorts. He tried to be discrete as he took a Rejizropene from his new supply, then removed his wristband-pillbox as well.

Even at quarter-mast, his cock swung a bit as climbed the step, causing a couple of the female campers to swoon. Up on the stage, turned around and shrugged. "I'm not sure what I should do?" Sam said.

"Strike a pose!" Mr. Newman said. "Show off a little. You only get one chance to make a first impression."

"I think he's already making more than a little bit of an impression," Steve said, eliciting giggles and chuckles from the class.

After taking a moment to think, he looked up, put one up on a rung half-way up the side of the stool, and put his hands on his hips. The position gave the class a solid view of his plump dick dangling between its legs.

"Okay, are you ready?" Mr. Newman asked?

"I think so," Sam replied.

"Okay, then," Mr. Newman said. "Class, you may begin. You'll have an hour to draw, then we'll spend the last half-hour of class critiquing your work."

The class began drawing and Sam did his best not to move. As the session went on, though, he heard the occasional moan. One girl even said, "mmmmmm." Sam really wanted to look out at the class and see what was happening, but kept his head firmly positioned.

His cock-head, on the other hand, couldn't help but twitch and stir in response to what he was hearing. The more his member grew, the more sexually charged chatter he heard. Before long he was completely hard, with his cock thrusting up and out.