I was a senior in high school was interested in ceramics and throwing pots on the wheel. A friend and I were also enrolled in a few classes at the local college of art and design. My friend was taking life drawing and I was so intrigued with the idea of posing naked in front of a classroom full of people. I could not stop thinking about it and eventually began asking questions and even going to the library to read up on life drawing and what it takes to become a nude model. At first I was doubtful that I would actually be hired to pose, having no experience or drawing and painting background. I knew I wanted to do it so I joined a gym , started familiarizing myself with different poses, and the terminology. I would fantasize about what it would feel like to be on stage naked and this would always lead to me getting an erection on the stage. Just the thought of it aroused me and fueled my masturbation sessions. Fearing being terminated if I was showing signs that I enjoyed it as much as I did I planned how I would keep myself from getting an erection.. When I felt I was ready to go to work I applied at 1 school and was put on the list of male models willing to pose nude. The Life Drawing instructor would call me in about 2 weeks with some bookings. I had done it. I was one step away from realizing my desire to be naked in a public setting. At home early , one thing on my mind, I threw off my clothes , grabbed my bottle of astro glide from my nightstand . A message on my voice mail, I was needed to fill in for a last-minute cancellation . I was to meet the TA at the studio at 6 this evening.. I excepted the booking and was so nervous and excited at the same time. To ease into it and I felt not thinking about it in a sexual way was all that I had to do to keep from getting an erection. The first time I stepped on the platform naked I had to mentally focus to suppress my penis from getting out of control. I think the cool night air and bright lights on my naked body made it very difficult to control yet I was able to. I was successful for the next three classes and was confident my method to controlling erections from developing was one that worked every time. I had filled my calendar with new bookings at several colleges and everything was going as planned. The feelings of embarrassment were fading with each session. The next class started as usual with half hour of quick gesture poses to warm up the students. Then the instructor told me we would have one pose that would span the rest of the class time and proceeded to set me up in a pose of her liking. Seated in a lounge chair slouching back creating a challenge in drawing foreshortening . When I was just right she marked my position on the chair with chalk. Reference points I could use get into the same posture after a break. The pose was going fine, then five minutes into it I was feeling some stirrings in my lower abdomen. Like before I mentally suppressed it and was relaxed again. After taking a break I regained my position in the pose and drawing resumed. A few minutes into the pose I felt some stirrings of arousal again, but, this time is was different. Before I could take a deep breath and mentally suppress any feeling of arousal my penis was lurching into full-blown erection. The studio went silent, all chit chat stopped. I was caught off guard at this point I was not sure what to do. I am fired I know it, I thought to myself. I close my eyes and try to think it away with opposite effect. This attempt to regain control only added fuel to the fire and was futile. It seemed my entire body was throbbing . I was expecting to hear the instructors intervening words. I only heard the sounds of erasers on paper and of charcoal drawing on paper. I thought of stopping the pose then I heard a student ask the instructor for some help with her drawing. The instructor and the student analyzed,checked and measured, stood back and viewed me just as normal. All the while I was struggling to control my erection which was surging totally out of control. My breathing turned heavy , I stayed that way till break turning all shades of red feeling embarrassed of the obvious amount of pleasure I was getting out of my predicament. I was surprised that after I broke for break and the class partially emptied out I still could not make my erection go away. With nothing but my bathrobe on I stayed on the model platform the whole break. I expected to be fired, but was not. I was expecting to be asked to calm down, but was not. I was still erect when I was placing myself according to the chalk marks and I was coached into the final position by the students in the front aligning my position with what they had on paper. It might be difficult for some people to understand , the level of pleasure I feel ,lasting all day and into the night. Even after posing with an erection most of the 3 hours. I was asked to come back and even got some compliments about my modeling . The male body is natural in all forms and I found that my body in an aroused state is beautiful and worthy of being drawn. I am more relaxed in my modeling sessions (less nervous) and when erections happen the only thing that changes is the drawings.
Yesterday my drawing group had a new model he had never posed nude before. He acted very nervous and maybe a little scared. I think he thought he would be posing for just one artist not six. Anyway after a few minutes he got an erection
I asked if he was ok or if he wanted to take a break to calm down. He asked what we wanted him to do one of the other women said she would prefer him to hold the pose, so he did and he calmed down but throughout the session he would occasionally lose control and his erection would return. After the class, the six of us went for lunch and one of the women said I don’t know about the rest of you but did some great drawings this morning and loved every minute when our model was aroused. Basically we all agreed with her, drawing the models erection had added an additional dynamic to all our drawings. Any way we decided we want to do it again some Saturday, not by chance with a new model but actually schedule a male to pose with an erection.
The human body is beautiful. This model , at least one pose will be with erection. When I started working as a figure model I put a lot of effort into suppressing spontaneous erections. I learned that trying to control a physical response (arousal) with the mind always backfired. The results would be a lasting vigorous erection. Relaxed and natural allowing an erection to happen and not be embarrassed. I revel in the pleasure moving from full-blown erection to semi erect to flaccid, then semi erect and so on.
There was a male model who came to our class , who was prominently aroused for the majority of the time he posed (almost three hours), and he had one of the most beautiful bodies (and erections!) I’ve ever seen. He was obviously comfortable in his own skin, and just as obviously (make that Obviously, with a capital O) “comfortable” with the idea of being on display
A little bit nervous, I climbed on to the model stand for the first time. I had to concentrate on not getting aroused, and I was successful. I focused on providing assortments of gesture poses and longer poses that expressed movement , tension, and emotion. Poses that I could hold and were interesting to draw. My confidence in my abilities was high. A few deep breaths to ward off spontaneous erections the moment I felt the stirring inside. With a couple of sessions without incident I felt relaxed and sensuous. Like before I climbed on to the platform dropping my robe naked again. Three warm spot lights eliminated my body from above and below. I was in anatomy class where muscle and skeletal structure is studied very closely. While standing on a box and students huddled around me. The professor identified the external structures of the male reproductive organs using a pointer. All eyes focused on my genitals. The discussion about and questions regarding structure , function, etc. And a question about my pubic hair or lack of it to be exact. This was far different from what I was used to. When I felt a slight tingle and butterflies in my stomach I thought , no , not now. I took a slow breath it was too late. I was developing an erection and I could do nothing to stop it. Within seconds, my penis was lurching furiously to the beat of my heart which I could actually hear. I closed my eyes, blushing, I thought I will be fired, I know it. I was in a state of confusion. To my surprise I heard the professor say oh, wonderful, here we can see the significant changes that take place during arousal. Note the tightening of the scrotum as the penis prepares for ejaculation . With all eyes on me, my breathing became heavy. The discussion and viewing of my genitals during arousal had turned up the throttle, so hot, it had my erection throbbing and engorged like never before. I feel I have been outed, I feel ashamed to be seen as the model motivated by the desire to be naked on display. I made brief eye contact with students as I stepped down reaching for my robe my rigid penis wiggled tightly. I was being looked at curiously but, I felt not in judgement, I was their model. “Thank you” whispered one student. I shut the door to the art storage closet sitting down on a towel I brought. I could hear the discussion taking place about male anatomy. A sensation was incredible when I touched myself using the precum flowing. Humiliation, sexual humiliation, thoughts of what it was like to be my audience today. In my own world savoring, prolonging the delicious. The same studio tomorrow morning I will undress for a different group.