Evan And Corey

Evan had been friends with Corey for a long time, which is why he had asked Corey to help him with the final project he needed to complete for his art class. Evan had been tasked with completing a nude painting. Evan feared asking one of his female friends would be awkward, and that they might get the idea that he just wanted an excuse to leer at them. Plus, with so many of his fellow artists doing nudes of women, he thought doing one of a male friend would stand out. Corey had been helped by Evan a lot with his own college courses, so he was willing to help him out with this one.

They would meet at Evan's apartment for hour long sessions, Corey disrobing before him as Evan was working diligently at his canvas. At first, all went well, but overtime, the sessions started to effect Evan in an unexpected way. Evan would find himself becoming hypnotized by Corey's body. His mind would get drawn in as he studied Corey's athletic frame. He would sometimes think about Corey at random times during the day. The way the light shimmered on his smooth unblemished skin. When painting, his thoughts drifted off when he would add details to Corey's abdominal muscles, or work on his chiseled chest. Sometimes, his hand would stop altogether while painting as he just admired Corey. He never realized a man could be so beautiful. Sometimes he would feel a slight twinge within his cock while staring at Corey, filling his heart with fear.

When Corey entered his apartment for the last session, he disrobed quickly as he stood a few feet in front of Evan's canvas. Corey admired the almost finished painting. "It looks like you did a great job," Corey said, "I'm sure you'll get an 'A'."

"Yeah," Evan replied, his eyes trying to avoid contact with Corey's body. Corey went around the other side of the easel and assumed the usual pose. Evan turned reluctantly to face him, again becoming enchanted by the virile beauty of Corey's masculine body. Evan began to apply the last few details the painting needed.

"I thought this would be weird at first," Corey said, "It actually comes pretty natural though. I feel oddly comfortable around you."

"We have known each other a long time," Evan replied, "That probably helps."

"Are you okay?" Corey tilted his head as he asked, "You seem a bit off."

"I'm alright," Evan replied, "Just nervous about my grade."

"Do you think the painting look bad?" Corey asked.

"Oh god no!" Evan exclaimed, "The painting is the most beautiful one I've ever done! You were the perfect subject!"

"I think perfect is a bit of an exaggeration," Corey replied.

"No it isn't," Evan insisted, "You have so many great qualities. Your muscles are firm and yet smooth. Your smile is playful and inviting. Even the way you stand exudes confidence, and yet you have this energy that is hard to explain. It is like a satyr that asks someone to frolic in the wood."

Corey blushed slightly in his cheeks. "Oh," he replied, "I didn't know that."

Evan began to feel embarrassed, fearing he revealed to much of his burgeoning attraction. His eyes peered down and noticed that Corey seemed to be hardening. Evan felt excited by this. His eyes wanted to see Corey fully erect.

"Your masculinity is intoxicating," Evan continued, "Your sculpted muscles draw the eyes in and lead them on a journey of your full physique. You radiate a raw energy that would excite any viewer. It stirs up an excitement that defies explanation."

"You're just saying that," he chuckled. He turned his head slightly as though embarrassed.

"It is how I feel when I look at you," Evan said, now turning his head in embarrassment.

Corey looked back at him. "Is it really?" he asked.

"Yeah," Evan replied, blushing and still looking away.

Corey hesitated for a moment, and then walked up to Evan, standing right in front of him. Corey's cock was fully hardened and pointing at Evan. He reached up and stroked Evan's cheek, causing him to turn and face Corey. All at once, their lips came crashing together, Corey's erect cock rubbed against the bulge in Evan's pants as their tongues became entangled.

Evan's hands moved up and rubbed Corey's defined chest. Corey moaned into Evan's mouth as his hands traveled from Corey's chest to his chiseled abs. Soon, Evan's hand had reached Corey's veined cock and began to slowly stroke it.

Corey's hands went behind Evan and pulled him up from his seat. His hands rubbed Evan's plush ass and gave it a squeeze. Evan began to unbutton his pants and pulled them and his boxers down, exposing his own hardened cock. Their cocks began to bump against each other as they kissed wildly.

Evan reached down and placed both of their cocks in his hand. He began to stroke them both against each other. His other hand reached down and cupped both of their balls, rubbing them against each other as well. Corey moaned loudly as his hands went under Evan's shirt and clawed up and down his back. Their cocks began to throb against each other, creating a pulsing sensation in Evan's hand.

Corey's hands squeezed Evan's ass again. He began to trace his finger up and down in between Evan's ass cheeks before pushing his finger inside. He twisted it around, exploring the walls of Evan's ass.

Their hardened cocks rubbed against each other as they throbbed aggressively. All at once, they both climaxed and shot their respective seeds onto Corey's bare chest and abs. They drizzled down his muscled torso, mixing together and becoming undistinguishable from each other. Corey felt Evan's asshole spasm against his finger as they came.

They breathed heavily as Corey stepped back from Evan. Evan leaned down, his head near Corey's waist. He dragged his tug up Evan's body in long streaks, collecting all of the released seed that had webbed his muse's chest.

"I think I need to keep posing for you," Corey said panting.

"I think you do," Evan replied.