It was really a dare to myself to see if I would actually go through with it. I was on campus at a large Midwestern university for a graduate seminar that lasted three weeks. Being from out of town, I was staying in a large residence hall. I had some extra time in the evenings, so I was looking for something to do, but I never expected anything like this!
One day while on a break, I went to the campus coffee shop. I saw an ad in the campus newspaper for models for a drawing class. The ad said that nudity may be required, so only those with an open mind should apply. Now, I'm not a model by anyone's definition, but I try to take care of myself, and I've got a pretty decent body. Mostly, the thought of being nude in front of a group of total strangers appealed to my exhibitionist side! I immediately tried to dismiss the idea, and put the paper aside.
The more I thought of it, the more it really appealed to me. I mean, when else would I get the chance to legally be naked in front of a room full of people who I would never have to meet in public again? My cock began to grow hard as I thought of it, and I suddenly became aware of the fact that I was in khaki shorts in the middle of a coffee shop with a growing hard-on! Flustered, I reached for the paper, and promptly spilled the tepid coffee on my lap! A girl at the next table began to laugh, but her friend jumped up to the counter, grabbed a handful of napkins and brought them over to me.
"Are you ok?" she asked, trying to help me out.
"I'm fine, just clumsy!" I replied, completely embarrassed by the way the coffee had soaked my shorts right in the front. To make matters worse, the girl was a total knockout. With her blonde hair, and tight white button up shirt, she was an eyeful!
"Here, um, these might help" she offered the napkins to me, hesitating because my hands were in my lap, so to hand them to me it looked like for a second that she was going to help apply the napkins to my wet groin. She became flustered, and actually blushed a little as she just handed me the napkins.
I looked up to thank her and caught a glimpse of her fabulous tits constrained by the white blouse. Blonde hair and green eyes with a stunning figure! I noticed that her eyes were focused on my stain, which had completely soaked through to my briefs, and had turned my shorts semi-translucent. My recent hard-on had subsided, but I still had a pretty good bulge which was stretching the material, and I'm sure she got a good eyeful. I tried hard not to notice her stare as I used the napkins to soak up the cold coffee.
"Wow, I really made a mess!" I said awkwardly, feeling like a total fool.
"Oh, don't feel bad. It could happen to anyone!" she said. She flashed me a brilliant smile and went back to her table with her friend who was still laughing at the whole thing.
I promptly got up, and walked back to my dorm, with the book bag awkwardly in front of me the whole way. But I kept thinking back to the feeling of having the hot blonde see my cock through the shorts, and I found myself working up the courage to display my cock in public. Could I do it? I thought I'd investigate it more to see exactly what it was like before I made up my mind.
After changing into dry clothes, I walked across campus to the art building and found the room advertised in the paper. As I entered, I noticed a row of lockers that divided the room from the larger area beyond. I walked around and there was a larger area with several easels and drawing tables arranged in a circle around a small platform in the middle of the room. There was one barstool on the platform, empty. I assumed that this was where the model must sit, and the students would draw from the tables. As I looked, I thought of what it would be like to sit there naked with a bunch of students staring at me, looking at my body, and drawing me from every angle! No hiding, no concealment, just total nudity. Wow, I was not ready for this!
"Are you looking for Dr. Locke?" asked a voice behind me. I turned and saw, to my surprise, the girl from the coffee shop! "Oh, hi!" she said with a smile that indicated she was really happy to see me again.
"Hi", I stammered, "I, um, was actually just..."
"Are you our new model? I really hope you are, you'd be so fun to draw!" she said. Then I think she realized that she might be a little too enthusiastic and she immediately began to blush again. "I mean, you would be a great model, because you're so fit, not that others aren't fit, just that you, well -- you know", she stammered becoming more embarrassed by the double meanings in her words.
I felt bad for her, and wanted to relieve the awkward situation, "I'm thinking about it, but I want to be sure you don't have any coffee anywhere nearby that I might knock over!" I replied, getting a immediate brightening of those green eyes of hers as she smiled.
"Dr. Locke has another lab right now, and will not be back until the class tonight. But I'm the assistant, and I'm sure that you would be perfect for the job!" she said. She gave me some paperwork to bring back and told me to be there at 9pm. "You can wear anything you want because the actual session will be... Oh, um, you do know that this.." she stopped mid-sentence, obviously uncertain how to proceed.
I played along, "I know that this is... what?"
"Well, you'll be... um" she stammered.
I could not help but be aware that we were alone in a room discussing my potential nudity, and that she really was a dynamite girl. Her tight white blouse could not conceal the fact that her breasts were firm, and her nipples were beginning to poke out just a little as she became flustered. I was hooked!
"Yes?" I prompted, with a tease in my voice.
"Oh, damn it, you know what -- nude! You will be nude." she blurted out as she looked away.
"Well, I can't say I've ever done that before, but I guess that is why I'm here." I replied.
She looked at me quietly, and then said "You will be good, won't you?"
I wasn't really sure what she meant, but I didn't have time to question, since the door in the outer room opened and several voices of students could be heard coming in. She told me that she would see me at nine, and then walked off to prepare for class.
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As I got ready for that night, it seemed that nine o'clock would never come! I alternated between embarrassment and excitement as I contemplated the multiple scenarios for the evening. Of course, many of these involved the hot blonde with the green eyes, whose name I still had not caught. Her tan legs and firm breasts filled my mind as I worked out, trying to pump up as much as possible since I would be on full open display later that evening.
I continued to think about it as I went to the showers. I washed myself very thoroughly and began to apply the shaving cream to my balls. I shaved them carefully, prepared to show off for a room full of strangers.
When I showed up at the art building all the lights were off except a few in the hall for nighttime illumination. I still could not believe the circle of events that day which had brought me to this point. I stood outside the door for a minute, realizing that I was about to take off all my clothes for a group of total strangers! I opened the door and tried to be as confident as possible as I walked in.
"You must be tonight's model," said the young guy who was standing next to the lockers. He was mid 30s, with wild hair, goatee, and thick black-frame glasses. "I'm Dr. Locke, but you can call me Ron," he said shaking my hand. I was struck by how casual he was, and how much at ease I felt around him.
"Jenny has told me all about you, and she thinks that you will be perfect for tonight's session," he said.
So now I knew the name of my mystery girl! I thanked him, and he took my papers and simply put them in the locker and pulled out a check for me for the session. "This is for tonight -- you might get more jobs if it all works out, which I think it will!" he said with a glance at my body. "You can disrobe in that room, and there is a gown for you to wear to the podium. I'll pose you once we get going."
I tried to be more cool than I felt as I wen into the room and took off all my clothes. There was a white robe folded on the bench that I put on. Then it was time. I was about to walk into a room full of people and take off my only clothing, a simple robe! Could I go through with this? I took a breath and opened the door into the room.