clrsw9 – check him out on Squirt.org!

After my first photo shoot with Curtis in which his photography students all took pictures of me sucking cock and greedily swallowing cum.

I was excited when Curtis got back in touch with me to do another photo shoot with another photography class.

This one was quite different from the first one though.

Whereas the first photo shoot was an erotic shoot that turned unexpectedly by me, into a real porn session, this one was supposed to be more artistic.

While I preferred to have another explicit, erotic shoot in which I got to suck cock, I didn’t hesitate to say yes to Curtis when he emailed me about this next session.

I used a chair as a stepping stool to get up on the table at the front of the student photographers.

I looked out over the room and saw seven pairs of eyes watching me, and this is what I signed up for when I agreed to be a nude model for Curtis’s new photography class.

For the next twenty minutes I was expected to maintain a pose while the students photographed me.

I disrobed and struck a simple pose, taking direction from Curtis, while hearing the cameras clicking.

Then Curtis’s phone vibrated. He had the ringer off to avoid distracting his students, but he took the call.

It quickly became apparent that the call was about an emergency of some sort, and he announced he was going to have to leave immediately.

The photography class photo shoot was at an end almost before it started.

One of the students, Garth, offered to lock up the studio after everyone left, that way the class could continue.

Curtis believed Garth was trustworthy so he quickly agreed, since he had no time to argue in any case.

Ninety seconds after his phone call ended, Curtis was out the door and I was left on display for the six unsupervised students.

The room settled back down to work, and eyes peered up at me and back through their cameras and their work.

Everyone was the same, except Garth, who stood at the back of the class smirking at me as he locked the door from the inside, and his obvious intention got my attention.

The eyes of the students continued to reference me for their photographs, I noticed that there were many moments when they were all looking at me at once and some where I was viewed by only one.

I wondered if any of them were focusing on my cock right now, and it actually twitched at the thought. Did anyone notice that?

It looked like someone noticed, as a couple of pairs of eyes lingered on me at waist level.

The scrutiny aroused me somewhat, as I knew these men were looking at my cock, and I felt a slight flush as blood seemed to rush to my face and to my penis.

I looked over the group of student photographers.

Garth, was probably 30, had long blond hair and a thin layer of stubble on his jaw.

Each student wore name tags for the benefit of Curtis, each other and, I suppose, me.

Using the name tags, I could easily identify each of the men by name.

Hugh was about fifty, stocky and short.

Gerard and Rupert were both lean, clean-shaven thirty-somethings and by the way they chatted softly, they were close friends.

Patrick was a fit, well-built man of about 40 years of age.

Kenneth, an Asian man, was looking at me with a surprised expression.

I now had a full-blown erection thinking about the men looking at me, and they all saw my wood.

Nothing had changed with Garth, and he wasn’t even holding his camera.

He just leaned against the back wall of the room with a knowing smirk.

Hugh seemed to accept my erection more or less at face value and kept taking snapshots from various angles.

Gerard and Rupert looked at each other and licked their lips, as they pretended to keep snapping but they were looking at my cock far too much.

Patrick continued photographing but very slowly, maybe a part of him was embarrassed for me.

Kenneth just kept staring right at my engorged cock.

All of this and I was only six minutes into the 20 minutes of holding this pose.

Garth broke the charged silence, his voice was light and easy and carried across the studio easily. “Why do you have a hard-on, Bruce?”

“I don’t know.” I gasped the lame answer.

“What is it that turns you on right now? Are you thinking about how vulnerable you are, alone and naked in this locked room with six guys?”

My cock visibly jumped.

Rupert and Gerard actually laughed, but there was something behind the humour, and I noticed they both had hard-ons themselves now, and their faces conveyed their obvious desire to get me on my knees or on my back.

Hugh joined in. “That smooth lean body is so hot.”

I licked my lips without thinking.

“That mouth looks hot too,” Patrick said and he was now rubbing his erection.

Kenneth, the quiet Asian, remained silent but continued staring at me, but he nodded in agreement with his fellow students’ remarks.

My penis continued to shudder occasionally and it lost none of its hardness.

Almost as one, the students set down their cameras and slowly converged on the table that I stood on, and Garth was with them.

“What are you thinking about that gives you wood like that?” Garth asked. “Was it our cocks?”

“Yes,” I admitted to the group. “I was imagining all your cocks under your clothes. I was nervous about posing nude and I remembered that old advice for nervous performers, just imagine everyone watching you is in their underwear”.

“I went one step further and imagined you all naked like me. And then, this just happened.” I pointed down at my throbbing erection.

“Hell, don’t just imagine, have a real look at mine.” Gerard said as he whipped out his own hard member.

Rupert exposed himself as well, and this emboldened the other men.

Patrick brandished his own thick, long, tube of flesh.

Hugh revealed a surprisingly large package.

Kenneth, it seemed, preferred to watch rather than to participate.

Garth had his camera out, adn that visibly wilted the confidence of some of the men until he promised no faces would be in the photos.

That reassured everyone, and having a photographer document the action made it a real event to everyone. This was happening.

The men closed in all around me and I felt my resistance crumbling. I laid down on the table so I was looking up at the men’s faces.

“You all outnumber me, so there’s no way I can stop you from taking me as you will.”

“Your dick says you want it.” Garth seemed to be the appointed spokesman of the group.

“I only ask one favor, to cum in my mouth, not in my ass.”

“Fair enough, right, guys?” There was general agreement.

I had given a reluctant-sounding consent to six men to use me according to their wishes and it looked like most of them were going to take me up on it, and I was beside himself with excitement and nerves.

The first hand on me was Garth’s.

He rearranged me on the table so that I was lying on my back with my head and ass hanging over the opposite ends.

Then Garth stood back and raised his camera, and started to take pictures of my naked and aroused body.

Hugh was the next to touch me, and fondled my ass. “What a tight, hard ass,” he said, as he remained fully dressed but he had his cock out and he was stroking it.

I felt Garth’s camera moving all around me as Hugh’s boner approached my mouth, and it slid in easily and soon Hugh was slapping his balls against my chin, face-fucking me with enthusiasm.

Then Patrick moved in to insert his long dick in my mouth, which I engulfed easily at first and then with more difficulty as Patrick began to face-fuck me deeply.

My gag reflex was put to the test, but I managed to take most of his cock down my throat until my lips reached Patrick’s pubes.

I issued involuntary muffled sounds that proved the depth of the oral penetration, so Patrick backed off a little and let me breathe as well as to allow me to get my tongue more active on his head and shaft.

Rupert and Gerard were affected by the show before them and Rupert soon knelt before Gerard and started sucking his cock.

Gerard groaned and continued to watch the action at the front of the room.

“Kenneth,” Garth said between snapshots. “Get in there and get a handjob at least.”

Kenneth seemed to think it over for a few seconds, weighing pros and cons, but the tent in his pants was the deciding argument.

He moved around to the back of the table so he wouldn’t be blocking Garth’s camera angle and unleashed a long, fiendishly-thick penis, coming fully erect.

“Wow,” Garth exclaimed as he continued shooting.

I felt the warm flesh against my hand and I began to caress it in gentle strokes.

The giant member almost vibrated between my fingers, and I couldn’t see it with my head tilted back swallowing Patrick’s cock, but I thought the penis in my hand must have been the biggest cock in the room.

The Asian student began thrusting in and out of my grip, and in just over a minute, he came all over my belly and chest to cheers from all the other guys, while Garth captured the whole scene with his camera.

Rupert continued sucking Gerard, until he was ready to cum, and he knew just where to put his load. He withdrew from Rupert’s mouth and quickly turned around to face the table, then he sprayed his jizz all over my chest.

“Load number two,” Garth said. Once more there was cheering.

I was almost beyond hearing it. With two cocks alternately sliding in and out of my mouth, I was in a state of enforced ecstasy, and I concentrated my efforts on Patrick’s knob, rubbing patterns into it with my tongue.

When Patrick came, he groaned loudly, as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and blasted semen from my mouth to my navel.

Watching Patrick’s orgasm must have tipped Hugh over, as he didn’t last another minute, pulled out just in time to spurt his semen across my abdomen in great silky strings.

“That’s four loads you’ve taken,” Garth told me.

I only opened my mouth for Garth’s cock, and he accepted the invitation and sunk his dick to the hilt down my throat before beginning a rhythmic routine.

Rupert had given an orgasm but he hadn’t received one, so now he also manned my mouth and the two of them began sawing in and out of my pleasure-giving mouth.

Garth enjoyed his blowjob, but he didn’t fail in his duty as the chronicler of this event.

Just across my body, Rupert was pumping hard while Garth snapped shots of that and then he turned the camera down and took a few more pictures as I sucked his cock.

Kenneth in the meantime was back for another handjob, and I accommodated, recognizing the cock as the same one I’d pleasured moments before.

It was so big, and I wondered What would that be like inside my mouth.

My other hand was in use as well now as Patrick lined up for his second orgasm.

I found it took a surprising amount of coordination to manage this work since I was simultaneously jacking off two cocks and alternating blowing two others.

As Rupert fucked my mouth, Gerard stood behind him, fondling his body and whispering hotly in his ear.

With the added stimulation, Rupert did not take long to nut and he pulled out and ejaculated in heavy spurts that left pearl-like globs of semen all over my face.

When Rupert withdrew, Kenneth didn’t wait for me to recover or for anyone else to enter my mouth.

He pressed his thick cock against my stretched lips and slowly I admitted him, stretched ever more by his extraordinary tool.

Since Garth’s cock was still next to my face, my groans were largely absorbed into the flesh and the vibration created a pleasant feeling for Garth.

Kenneth eventually forced his penis all the way in and he set his own pace, and I helplessly thrust back, overwhelmed with the pleasure of being truly used like a cum slut.

When his turn came, Garth allowed his dick one last deep stroke in my mouth before he came all over my face and neck.

It was a good orgasm, but Garth recovered quickly and resumed taking pictures of me.

I was a sight already, covered in slick coats of cum from face to groin and Garth got close-ups of my jizz-covered face before the sticky goo could run off and drip to the floor.

Garth soon lost count of the loads that I wore.

It took a long time for Kenneth to finish, but when he did, he came just as much or more than the first time, glazing my tongue and lips.

Patrick came hard from the handjob and pasted my chest some more before taking a crack at my mouth.

Meanwhile Gerard and Rupert both blew their loads on my face. Hugh came again on my face and so did Garth.

There came a point when everyone was satisfied and it seemed time to quit.

Garth urged them to take a few minutes to photograph me before going home.

There was laughter, but they all stayed and did it, taking pictures of me as I sat up on top of the table.

I still sported my unrequited erection and I was dripping with cum from my hair down to my cock.

I found it hard to sit still because I began to itch as the edges of the cum trails dried to my skin.

The men produced some good pictures, but they would never be submitted to Curtis for grading.

As they left, Garth promised me he would show me the choice prints from the pictures he took.

Eventually everyone but Garth and me had their coats on and left the studio with their cameras.

“Well,” Garth said to me. “Was it everything you dreamed it would be?”

“Fuck, yes,” I said. “Too bad Curtis left, I could have used his cock too. I feel like such a slut.”

“You really are a sight. Cum on your lips, your hair, on your face and chest.”

“Don’t get me excited all over again or I may need you to blow one more load on my tongue.”

“By the way, there are no towels here. You’re going home with cum on your face.”

The nasty thought made my cock twitch anew.

I would stroll the walk of shame on the street to my car and then from my car in the parking lot to my apartment.

Everyone would know I was only a device purposed for coaxing the cum out of the cocks of many men.

I wiped a wet slick of jizz off my chest and began stroking myself using the semen for lube, pulling myself off to a quick, hot orgasm of my own.

The last load I wore that night was my own.