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The Model Muse
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I have been drawing the human form most of my life. I began Figure Drawing from a live nude model in high school. I felt quite worldly at the time and even after years of art school and a subsequent 20 years of drawing the human form at the local Art Center, I still have a sense of knowing.

There was a memorable model at the Art Center a year or so ago. She was a bit older than some, perhaps 40-something. Right from the start of each, hot, summer session, in which she modeled, there was a “charge” to the air. She was not “gorgeous”. She was sexy and sensual. Her hair was straight and blonde and she was curvaceous. She would bring her own blanket to pose on. She also had the unnerving habit of undressing right there at the model stand, rather than in the bathroom. I always tried to arrive early, regardless of the model, in order to get a good seat front and center. I find that watching a woman disrobe can be quite erotic, and I am sure she took some pleasure from this.

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Another quirky thing she did; after removing all her clothes she would stretch and then cup and lift her large breasts, and give a slight casual tug to her nipples. All of this was done as if she was just adjusting them to their freedom. I found myself growing a bit longer in my shorts.

Once the first pose was taken, I became engrossed in capturing her essence; I had to put at least a taste of her sensuality in my drawings. Most of my energy shifted to focus on that task. The swelling stabilized. I was still longer than “at rest”, but not what one would call “erect”.

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Part of my drawing technique is what I call “Lickenschmere”. I use either a water base roller ball pen or water-soluble pencils. I will draw a contour, then lick a fingertip and smear the line to define a volume or a shadow. I am not afraid to study every contour of the model; her neck, the curve of her hip or ass, her round stomach (I LOVE stomachs and bellybuttons), the recess of her navel, the wisps of pubic hair, the cleft of her pussy, the subtle color of her nipples. I became absorbed in the landscape of her body, often jumping from region to region.

I was somewhat startled as I studied the model’s face, to find her gaze locked with mine. A model is almost always (in this context) somewhat anonymous, observed in an objective way (hopefully with at least a “dash” of subjectiveness to breath life into the rendering). She had altered the “rule” by staring back! I did not avert my eyes; instead I moistened a finger and applied a wet digit to the part of her, which I had stolen into my sketchbook. She could tell just which part of her anatomy I was studying, transferring with strokes of pen, caresses of fingertips wet with saliva.

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I felt a bit light headed. I noted that my mouth was slightly parted and became aware that my breathing matched hers. The rest of the room faded away in a kind of tunnel vision. My cock stirred again, growing in length and thickness down my thigh. I was aware that I was wearing shorts, which heightened my fever. Her poses turned more provocative and always with eye contact, though sometimes it was indirect via the studio mirror. I joined in her game. My hands were a bit shaky, yet I knew I must capture this. I moved my legs apart. I was seated as always with my sketchbook on my lap. My cock caught a bit of cool air, as I was wearing boxers under my cargo shorts. I was directly opposite the studio mirror, and I could see myself and judged what she could see of me. My cock swelled at the thought. She then had a small half smile, and knew she had me.

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She took a pose on her knees, bending forward and away from me to rest her head on her arms, which were crossed on a velvet topped, rectangular stool. Her breasts spread softly under her weight (reminding me of the way a marshmallow puffs out of the side of a s’more, an odd thought). She looked back at me with veiled eyes, and adjusted her pose slightly moving her knees apart and back a bit. This caused one breast to fall free and hang in the most inviting way, as if to be milked, to be pinched, lifted, caressed, sucked on. The other effect of her repositioning was the tantalizing appearance of her soft, shaven pussy between her thighs just below her large round ass.

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My reaction was to draw more furiously and my cock to increase to full length and hardness. The head of my throbbing organ grew beyond my boxers, which still managed to hold it down. The tension was great in every way. Luckily, no one else could see what was happening to me, though I did not look to see, nor do I think I would have cared. I casually let one finger hook under my shorts and extended it to gather the precum from the tip of my cock, which was by then precariously close to being exposed to anyone who might be looking. I used this new wetness in place of saliva to blend my drawing. In effect, I was spreading my cum on her ass in a virtual way. She sighed. There was a slight wiggle or roll to her hips and I could see HER wetness as her lips parted just slightly.

Suddenly, I was startled to awareness as the timer went off and the class ended. Everyone began packing up. The model rose up slowly, like a cat. She wiggled into her clothes. I lingered, putting away my pens and pencils slowly. Soon we were the only ones left. As we moved to the door she turned and asked, “would you like to explore any of the poses in depth?”...

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Holy fuck! That’s one of my pet fantasies. Being the model, being the male artist, being another who is watching this happen…
So I’m not quite sure, did your cock ever show beyond the hem of of shorts? Or did it show if one looked “head on”?
 
Holy fuck! That’s one of my pet fantasies. Being the model, being the male artist, being another who is watching this happen…
So I’m not quite sure, did your cock ever show beyond the hem of of shorts? Or did it show if one looked “head on”?
No showing. :)
 
I didn't. Male models don't typically affect me that way, even if they are attractive (this one wasn't so much to me).
I did include his cock when it was in view, as I always do.
Did HE have any signs of tumescence?
 
He did not. Though a previous model did (a bit). I think I posted about it in another thread. And the clear drip of pre-cum or post-cum in one session.
In college we had a male model one time who thickened somewhat in a reclining pose.
 
He did not. Though a previous model did (a bit). I think I posted about it in another thread. And the clear drip of pre-cum or post-cum in one session.
I can’t keep up with your prolific posts!
I know I’m missing gems all over the place, but the damn spoons and now the freaking eyes…
 
I’m guessing because a male model would “take care of things” beforehand?
I would think so. I also suspect that was what I noted with the clear viscous fluid drip. He may have stroked one out prior and then there was a bit "still in the pipes". If it had been pre-cum, I think he might have appeared a bit more aroused.
 
I would think so. I also suspect that was what I noted with the clear viscous fluid drip. He may have stroked one out prior and then there was a bit "still in the pipes". If it had been pre-cum, I think he might have appeared a bit more aroused.
Undoubtedly!
 
The last drawing of today. A longer pose 20minutes (break) 20 more minutes(break) then 15 minutes until end of session.
This photo was after the first 2 20 minutes.



Sorry, Llehlla, no cock in view. :)
 
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