their pencils and erasers, neatly filing their sheets of me back into their portfolios. Everyone but John that is; I had learned his name by then. He stuck around and just kept sketching. I was getting excited at the prospect of being alone with him, but I was also freaking, knowing that if that were the case I might not be able to control myself. I didn’t want to get hard in front of him and totally wierd him out.

“All right boys,” the instructor yelled from behind her desk. “I’m heading out. John, you almost done? Surely you have enough rough sketches to fill in the details without Michael actually being here. I’m sure he has things to do this afternoon.”

“Yep almost,” he answered her, looking up to give me a quick wink.

‘What!’ my head almost exploded.

“Be out of here in one second. You can go ahead. We’ll lock the studio.”

“Okay, see you tomorrow. Michael, your last check is right here,” she indicated to her desk. “Thank you again. You helped produce some wonderful pieces of art.”

“No problem professor,” I answered her, embarrassed as hell by this point.

We both heard the door shut behind her, and then he spoke.

“Is that all you got?”

“What!” I replied, not knowing what he was getting at, but at this point hoping for the best.

“It’s not very big.”

“Excuse me?” He was starting to piss me off, but just when I was about to lash out at him, he got up out of his chair, walked over to where I was standing, on my little modeling perch, and took my cock, which was already growing hard, in his hands.

“That’s better,” he said, as he felt my cock start to harden. “I’ve seen the way you look at me during class,” he continued. “You straight boys always want what you can’t have. It doesn’t matter if it’s a man or a woman. If you know you can’t have it, you want it. And I know that you want me.”

His authoritative tone was kind of pissing me off, but at the same time it made me more and more curious as to what it would be like to suck him off, or have him suck me off.

“Say you want me, and I’m all yours.”

“What?” I gasped. ‘This was getting weird, and I was getting turned on, even weirder for me.

“Tell me you want me. Admit it, and you can have me. Right here.”

But I couldn’t say it. I just couldn’t.

He put his mouth on my cock and almost instantaneously it turned into a full-fledged, rock hard erection. He felt it happen within his lips and smiled, “Say it.”

I still couldn’t. I don’t know if it was because I was in shock at what was happening, what he was doing and what I was allowing, or if it was because I just couldn’t admit it to myself.

“Say it.” He took more of me into his mouth and grabbed onto my shaft with his other hands. He began stroking my cock and sucking me off at the same time. No chick had ever given me head like that before. “Say it or I’ll stop,” he threatened.

And when I didn’t say anything he did stop. He even started