Molly's Therapy Couch

On Being Shown

 Chapter one,  What was I thinking?

Kurt’s body shivered, both from being naked and cold but also from the anticipation of what he was about to do.  He pulled a robe out of his duffel and quickly put it on.  

It was only a week ago that he’d answered an ad in the school newspaper.  The subject line has caught his attention his eyes the body of the ad has caught the attention of his dick.

               

NUDE MALE VOLUNTEER WANTED

                Female art student needs a male model for final project.

    Can’t afford to hire anyone.  Prepare to be totally nude for some time under her gaze and  

    direction.

Kurt thought for a full half second before he whipped out his phone and sent a submission to the email address on the ad.  She replied later that night and since then he’d been a nervous excited mess, alternating between a hard erection and “what have I done” thinking. 

He heard her shout his name and snapped out of his reverie.  She strode into the hallway and looked him up and down.  “What’s with the robe?  I thought my ad was very clear about the “Totally Nude” part.  Wasn’t it?”  He gulped and managed to stammer out some words about undressing on the modeling set.  

“Nonsense.  In my studio, models never wear clothes – ever.”  Then she pulled the robe off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground.  Even though she appeared to be his age or even a bit younger, she commanded her studio with a confidence usually borne by a person decades older.  “Let’s see what we have here to deal with” she said as she circled around him.  When she was directly behind him, she slapped his butt hard and demanded that he spread his legs apart.   “There’s no reason for you to try to hide anything from me.  I see it all and so will my audience. Bend over I want to see how far you hang and if that’s an angle I can use”.  Kurt was shocked at the butt slap and could feel the heat coming off his skin, but complied with her exacting – no nonsense instructions.  He wasn’t sure why he was going along with this, especially as a volunteer, but he suddenly felt that he was no longer in control of his destiny.

She grabbed him by the upper arm “come on, Show Boy (apparently she felt the need to name him herself) let’s get you on the stand and see what you got”.  She led him into the studio and had him step up on an elevated platform.   She pulled a wheeled chair around in front of him and sat down so that her eyes were at his waist level.  She directed him in several different poses before saying “I’m sorry Show Boy, but I don’t think this is going to work.  My audience is pretty discerning and well they are used to seeing something a little …. Larger.”  WHAT? Kurt was shocked.  He’d never been accused of being small and was sure that he wasn’t, but this young smart ass artist was accusing him of exactly that.  Even though he was mentally off balance, Kurt managed to fumble out that he was much more of a grower than a shower and wasn’t small then.  The artist leaned back in her chair, put her hands behind her head and said “OK, show me”.

Kurt’s face flushed hotter than his butt slap as he realized what she was telling him to do.   Of course he wasn’t a stranger to masturbation, engaging in it fairly often as a healthy young single man, but it was always alone and private.  He’d never done it in front of someone, especially not a young woman who seemed to assume command of all his privacy.   While his head was spinning with these thoughts, the artist reached around behind the chair and brought out a camera.  “What are you doing, what’s that for”, Kurt stammered.  

“My girlfriends enjoy helping me select my models” she said. “They’ll especially enjoy watching you stroke yourself – most models don’t have to do that.”  

With the realization of what she was telling him to do and how she’d be sharing photos of him pleasuring his cock with other women, Kurt started to harden involuntarily.   He could feel it stiffen and  unfold.  Watching this take place, the artist smiled to herself “hmm, it looks like being shown turns him on … I can use that”.