The Nude Model Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

The Nude Model Ch. 03

When I got home, I followed Brandon’s suggestion, and I Googled this Doctor Moore. It turned out he’d touched off quite the scandal, at least for the school. He’d been accused of all kinds of misconduct, and an administrator had spent years covering for him, so a bunch of people had lost their jobs over it.

My Google searches also brought up Jean-Jacques’s photography website. It showcased a lot of his work, and it linked to the site for Brandon’s basketball league. That sent me down a rabbit hole of its own, since I got to see more of the pictures they were selling for charity. The featured images were all carefully cropped to hide the guys’ junk, or they had basketballs strategically placed in front of their crotches, so you had to pay to see the real goods. You could also buy their latest photo book, or calendar, or other kinds of merch. The site made a point of saying where the money went, and it listed a bunch of LGBT organizations.

I couldn’t resist taking the bait, so I paid for a few of their pictures. The uncensored versions were just as sexy as I’d hoped, with Brandon in all his nude glory, along with a bunch of his buds.

“I don’t know how you did this,” I said to Brandon the next time I saw him.

“How do you mean?” he asked.

“I mean, getting naked for a class is one thing… but having it all on the Internet?”

“I’m not gonna lie,” he said, “at first it was weird knowing anyone could see it. But when a cute guy recognizes me… it makes it all worth ...

... it.”

“Mmm,” I said. “How often does that happen?”

“I mean, I think word got around the school years ago. So a lot of the students have seen my stuff. But for what it’s worth, one time Doug went out of his way to say how much he liked it.”

“I bet you loved that.”

“Dude, the thought of him downloading my stuff drives me crazy. And knowing he digs it… fuck, I’ve been jacking off to that ever since.”

I licked my lips. I could only imagine what I’d do if Levi did something like that. I’d sure as hell be jacking off to it too.

“I just wish I’d done a better job in those pictures.”

“Say what?”

“Back then, I didn’t really know how to pose. At least not like now—”

“Your poses are awesome,” I said. ”What are you so self-conscious about?”

“Well,” he said, “maybe you’re right and I’m just being hard on myself. But you know you’d say the same thing if Levi saw your stuff.”

“I mean….” I let my voice trail off, and I shrugged. “I guess I’m not gonna argue with that.”

As much as I loved hooking up with Brandon, it was still a weird time for me. I almost felt like I was back in the closet, since my family, friends, and co-workers still saw me as an ordinary white-collar guy. I went out of my way to keep up that image: I kept talking to my friends, and I posted my social media as if nothing was going on.

I was in a different kind of closet to the students and instructors. They saw me like any other nude model, and Brandon kept reminding me to keep it that ...