This is a story I don’t often get to tell so I thought I could post it here. I don’t always express my true kinky self in my day to day life but here among like minded friends I want to share it.
Back when I had just turned 19 I was in my first year of college. The year was rough because as the second semester started I broke my ankle then split with my first girlfriend. We were together for a long time and I spent my first semester make sure everyone knew I had a girlfriend and was unavailable. Now single again, I was awkwardly trying to go get into the college dating game.
So one day I was between classes sitting with some friends. As we were talking and having lunch, a girl that I had classes with first semester came over to our table. I had a thing for her and I did feel a tension between us. At the time I was a good boyfriend so I never acted on my attraction to her. My ex ended up cheating on me and this was the girl I wish I had to guts to leave my ex for. Anyways here she was again sitting at my table and talking to me.
She asked about my ankle and I told her I broke it skateboarding. She laughed and called me clumsy but in a flirty tone. During our conversation I mentioned how I could not work my part time job and was looking earn a few bucks. She looked a me with a devilish smile and told me she was looking for a nude model for her life drawing class. She was an art student so I really wasn’t sure if she was talking about a job or a private affair. I asked what the job pays and she simple said I would have to meet her later to find out. I made plans to meet her later in the day with no idea what I was getting into.
When I met up with her later that day she was so happy I came. At this point she told me her life drawing class was having trouble finding models to pose nude leaving them to draw plates of fruit and other boring things. She was so excited and adorable I didn’t have the heart to tell her, I just wanted to pose for her. Posing naked for an entire class was something other guys did, not me. But she was so excited and happy I thought what was the harm hobbling on my crutches to talk to her professor about the job. I could take the information then tell her later I was just trying to spend time with her. She helped me walk as she expressed how happy she was for me to do this for her and her class. She said she was so happy to finally get to draw a nude model and joked that she was going to see me naked.
We got to the art hall and I meet her professor. He wanted to make sure I knew it was a full nude job. I agreed and asked the pay. My jaw almost hit the floor when he told me $200 for one class. The professor directed me to a change area and my friend made her way to the classroom. The professor had me sign a release then told me to remove my clothes and put on a robe, then meet him at the class and he would go over the poses in the room. Now I can be dense at time and I clearly missed obvious signs, but I was so excited by how happy I was making my friend I missed the signs. I was expecting to go into the room with the professor and my friend and go over the job. I was expecting a dress rehearsal. Not what happened next.
As I made my way in the room, the class was full. My friend was sitting at her drawing table but there was also about 25 other students. I was in nothing but a robe and was expected to drop it. All that I could think was how I could get out of this. I didn’t think this was something I could do. Then it hit me, yes I can. As I looked around the room all eyes were on me but not judgemental at all. They all seemed happy I was about to pose for them and they were fully accepting of me. The professor motioned towards me and asked me to disrobe and I did. I untie the sash and dropped the robe unceremoniously. There was no big reveal, no laughing, no ohs or awes. Just people happy to look and draw my naked body. Well there was this one girl that seemed overly happy with my disrobe. I loved being naked. I loved the eyes on me. The freedoms of shedding my clothes was intoxicating.
I enjoyed every minute of being naked and posing. I held a few different poses then at the end, the class clapped for me.
This was my first but not old time being naked for people to see. Doing this locked a part of me that I never knew I had. This began my kinky journey.
I hope you enjoyed my story, please feel free to comment or ask any questions you have.
Back when I had just turned 19 I was in my first year of college. The year was rough because as the second semester started I broke my ankle then split with my first girlfriend. We were together for a long time and I spent my first semester make sure everyone knew I had a girlfriend and was unavailable. Now single again, I was awkwardly trying to go get into the college dating game.
So one day I was between classes sitting with some friends. As we were talking and having lunch, a girl that I had classes with first semester came over to our table. I had a thing for her and I did feel a tension between us. At the time I was a good boyfriend so I never acted on my attraction to her. My ex ended up cheating on me and this was the girl I wish I had to guts to leave my ex for. Anyways here she was again sitting at my table and talking to me.
She asked about my ankle and I told her I broke it skateboarding. She laughed and called me clumsy but in a flirty tone. During our conversation I mentioned how I could not work my part time job and was looking earn a few bucks. She looked a me with a devilish smile and told me she was looking for a nude model for her life drawing class. She was an art student so I really wasn’t sure if she was talking about a job or a private affair. I asked what the job pays and she simple said I would have to meet her later to find out. I made plans to meet her later in the day with no idea what I was getting into.
When I met up with her later that day she was so happy I came. At this point she told me her life drawing class was having trouble finding models to pose nude leaving them to draw plates of fruit and other boring things. She was so excited and adorable I didn’t have the heart to tell her, I just wanted to pose for her. Posing naked for an entire class was something other guys did, not me. But she was so excited and happy I thought what was the harm hobbling on my crutches to talk to her professor about the job. I could take the information then tell her later I was just trying to spend time with her. She helped me walk as she expressed how happy she was for me to do this for her and her class. She said she was so happy to finally get to draw a nude model and joked that she was going to see me naked.
We got to the art hall and I meet her professor. He wanted to make sure I knew it was a full nude job. I agreed and asked the pay. My jaw almost hit the floor when he told me $200 for one class. The professor directed me to a change area and my friend made her way to the classroom. The professor had me sign a release then told me to remove my clothes and put on a robe, then meet him at the class and he would go over the poses in the room. Now I can be dense at time and I clearly missed obvious signs, but I was so excited by how happy I was making my friend I missed the signs. I was expecting to go into the room with the professor and my friend and go over the job. I was expecting a dress rehearsal. Not what happened next.
As I made my way in the room, the class was full. My friend was sitting at her drawing table but there was also about 25 other students. I was in nothing but a robe and was expected to drop it. All that I could think was how I could get out of this. I didn’t think this was something I could do. Then it hit me, yes I can. As I looked around the room all eyes were on me but not judgemental at all. They all seemed happy I was about to pose for them and they were fully accepting of me. The professor motioned towards me and asked me to disrobe and I did. I untie the sash and dropped the robe unceremoniously. There was no big reveal, no laughing, no ohs or awes. Just people happy to look and draw my naked body. Well there was this one girl that seemed overly happy with my disrobe. I loved being naked. I loved the eyes on me. The freedoms of shedding my clothes was intoxicating.
I enjoyed every minute of being naked and posing. I held a few different poses then at the end, the class clapped for me.
This was my first but not old time being naked for people to see. Doing this locked a part of me that I never knew I had. This began my kinky journey.
I hope you enjoyed my story, please feel free to comment or ask any questions you have.
