Orchard Road
Chapter 8
Max could hardly contain his curiosity when Carl arrived home. Carl dragged him off to their bedroom and sat him down.
"Before you blow your top, Martin gave me a hand job, and it was pretty sensational. He also admitted that he fantasises about having sex with us. He would like to do a whole series of paintings with you and me in them naked. He says they would be close to pornographic because he thinks we are such sexy guys. And yes, I did end up posing naked. You can see the painting if you come to his studio with me as a model. It looks really good already. I think he might be quite talented and he wants to use his art to say what he thinks."
Carl filled in the details of Martin's thoughts on slavery before sitting back and asking Max what he thought about posing, and maybe role playing some of Martin's fantasies.
"I think he will be a very exciting lover if we let him play, and you do want to let him play, don't you?"
Max's grin was really all the reply required, but he said it anyway.
"You bet, particularly if he makes it threesomes every time."
"Well I can tell you he will want to role play a re-enactment of the session where you were screwed over the desk. Would that upset you?"
Max had to think about that for a minute.
"No I don't think so. I know it was horrible at the time, but it did show me that I love to feel you inside me. We might have taken forever to find out we loved each other so dad did me a favour I guess."
They spent a lot of the Sunday chilling with their parents which for them was always a pleasure. Desmond got an interesting discussion going.
"So what was it like being a model for a few hours?"
Carl blushed.
"It was pretty interesting. Mr. Kemp wants to use his work to express his beliefs so it should be interesting to see what he comes up with. He might ask Max to pose for him as well some time. We are both happy to help him. He was a huge help to us when we wanted to start the LGBT club."
"He looks very young, but he was very responsible, introducing himself to me when he came for the weekend party. He could have passed as another student he looks so young."
"Yes, he takes a bit of ribbing about that. The girls are terrible, always making suggestions to him."
Desmond and Marilyn laughed because she had made a comment in that vein after Martin had introduced himself.
******************************************** Monday was like any other school day. With loads of friends, good grades, so no problem with teachers. Keen sportsmen, so no trouble with the coaches. Life was good, and fun.
Martin caught them at lunch time and suggested they see him in the art room if they had a few minutes before afternoon lessons. Lunch was wolfed down in double quick time and they were sat with Martin looking round a room they seldom saw. Carl thought it looked a lot like Martin's studio only bigger with more easels.
"This only need take a minute. First, I would like you to pose again next Saturday, Carl if that is ok, and if you are willing I could use you as well Max. I have the dress I would expect a plantation owner to wear in the 17th. Century and I hope it will fit you, the same with the boots."
"I don't look very good in a dress, Sir."
Max was laughing because he knew what Martin meant, and so did Martin.
"Oh, I don't know, with a little padding at the front I'm sure you would look very becoming."
Max came back then.
"In that case I'll come with Carl, Sir."
Double entendre or what!!!!
"I'm pleased, I know I will paint much better with two such stunning models."
That was it. Carl and Max spent the remainder of the week almost gagging wondering how far Martin would take the sex at the next session. Saturday couldn't come quickly enough for them. Pool parties were scaling down because the temperature was dropping as autumn descended on them so no one became inquisitive at the missing duo.
********************************************* Max looked a little apprehensive as they walked into Martin's apartment.
"Don't look so worried, Max, all you are going to do is stand still, looking down at Carl. You will be fully clothed. It is only Carl that will be showing us his all."
Max sniggered.
"This I want to see."
"Ok, Max, you can slide behind the screen and undress, completely, then I would like you to put the clothes on that are waiting you there. Carl you can just take everything off here, if you are happy that is."
"No problem, Martin."
The clothed Max in 17th. Century dress was stunning. The trousers and shirt could have been made for him, pleasing Martin immensely.
"I doubt the tailoring was as good when these would have been made, but they could have been made for you Max. They are perfect."
Carl thought so as well and said so, but made one quizzical comment.
"Max took you literally, Martin, he did strip completely. He doesn't have any briefs on and it shows."
Max's cock was quite prominent down his left leg.
"Mmm, I see what you mean. I didn't think the trousers would be quite that tight, but I can use artist's discretion to show less."
While they were sorting everything it was no problem, but once in position, with Max holding a whip and a naked Carl kneeling in front of him, Max had time to look at a naked Carl with his gorgeous cock, and he started to chub up. Carl saw it and did the same. Both erect cocks were quite obvious and Martin nearly dropped his pencil when he looked up.
"Oh my God, you two are absolutely amazing. How am I supposed to work with those two incredible objects so prominently displayed?"
Carl was the boldest and spoke.
"We could get rid of them if you like Martin, but they would probably come back fairly regularly."
Martin's desire showed, but also the angst of his position that meant he shouldn't be involved with these two sixteen year olds.
"Well, I must admit, it would be easier to concentrate on my work if they were slightly smaller, or should I say considerably smaller."
"Ok, no problem, we'll help each other and get it over with very quickly this time."
Martin came in his trousers as the two boys got on the couch head to toe and in a very few minutes had given each other blowjobs. No mess, Max dressed again and they were in position. Martin worked hard during that first session. Max was impressed when he saw the canvas at their first break.
"I am actually going to use paints when we start again because as you can see I have you both drawn in quite fully."
"I love the way you have drawn Carl's cock. I can't wait to see the finished article on the canvas."
"Well, it is the most impressive appendage I have ever seen in real life so I had to do it justice."
All three young men were smiling.
When Martin started again he told Max he could sit this session out.
"I am going to be concentrating on Carl so you can make yourself comfortable. I know it's a pain, but would you not sit around in the trousers and shirt. They will crease and spoil the effect."
Max didn't think in terms of putting anything else on, Carl was naked so he might as well be too. So, he just stripped hanging the clothes over the screen and sat back down on the couch. Martin tried to concentrate on painting, but failed miserably as his eyes kept drifting to Max sprawled on the couch. He put his palette down and called to Carl to come and sit down as well. He crouched in front of the two boys and spoke to them.
"It's no good, this isn't working for me. It is difficult enough concentrating on painting when there is just one of you, but both of you together are so completely sexual I can't focus."
Carl looked at Max and grinned.
"Ok, I have a suggestion. How would it be if we gave you an hour to role play and work out your fantasies? We will do anything you ask, you can be as wicked as you like, and when you are sated we can resume the painting." Martin's heart nearly stopped beating.
"Are you both serious about this?"
Affirmative response and Martin continued.
"You know that if one word of this gets out my career is finished."
"Yes of course we do, but you have already sealed that if we were going that route because you gave me a hand job last time I was here."
Martin looked upset.
"Look, Sir. I'll be honest with you. Max and I were determined to seduce you because we think you are hot and correctly assumed you were gay like us. So, take your hour, know that we will never say anything to anyone else, and I am sure we will love to get really raunchy with you."
Martin shook his head and then smiled.
"You conniving little toe rags, I ought to put you across my knees and give you both a good spanking."
"Ooh, yes please, beat me and then fuck me."
That was it, Martin sat and discussed what they would accept if they role played.
"Blowjobs, anal, top or bottom, mild cp, nothing disgusting like pee."
"I heard what happened to Max with his father. Would I be out of order repeating something like that only with more touching?"
"Oh no, that would be very exciting, that's how I realised I was gay, and Carl realised he wanted to be my lover."
"Ok, let's go through to my study. I'll pick up some lubricant on the way. Oh, I think both of you should have your underpants on to start with."
******************************** Martin sat at his desk with Carl and Max stood to attention about 6 feet in front of it.
"You continue to disappoint me Max and now you have uttered racist remarks about your friend. I think we need to up the punishment level today, and perhaps some embarrassment and humiliation will help. Remove your underpants, face your friend and fist yourself to an erection. Carl, you face Max."
Job done in no time, Max was so eager to start a sex romp he was hard almost as soon as his pants were off.
"Now get down on your knees Max and remove Carl's pants, then you can use your hands and mouth to get him erect as well."
That was a wasted comment, Carl was Already erect he was almost splitting the skin of his cock it was so hard. Martin was almost drooling looking at these two sex Gods with their monstrously hard cocks. He let Max play for a few minutes until he thought Carl was going to orgasm.
"Stand up and assume a display position, that is, legs astride and hands grasped behind you head."
Martin stood up then and moved round behind the boys. He stroked Max's arse, ran a finger down the crack to worry the rosebud before running his hands round the front to caress the torso. He stroked Max's cock and cupped the balls.
"Now I think you should undress me Max and see how excited you can get my cock."
Max was almost drooling as he uncovered more of this sexy teacher. When he got the underwear off Martin was already rampant, but it didn't stop Max from taking the cock into his mouth and swabbing it while he played with the balls. Martin stopped him after only a couple of minutes. The cock was as hard as an iron bar. Not terribly long but very thick. Probably as thick as Carl. Max was dripping pre-cum thinking about where that was likely to go, shortly.
"Such a lovely body. Before we start to punish it I think we should inspect it more thoroughly. Up on the desk Max, on your back. Carl, take one leg and spread it wide, pull it back so the knee is almost on the desk at the side of the shoulder. Just keep it in the same place as I do with the other one."
The position was incredibly erotic. Max's anal entry was about six inches off the desk, well spread, with his hard cock and balls above his perineum. Martin stroked the perineum and caressed the balls.
"I think you should concentrate on the cheeks and the anal entry Carl, use your fingers and play, inside and out."
The sight had Martin so hard it hurt. He watched Carl fingering Max and stroking his cheeks, the number of fingers increased quite quickly to four and then he started rotating them. That was too much for Martin.
"Get the lubricant Carl and lube my cock while I continue playing with Max."
Carl was amazed at how hard Martin's cock felt as he lubed it, then Martin indicated for him to do Max's anus. No more play after that, Martin positioned himself to enter Max and took both legs. Carl moved to the side more to watch as Martin entered Max, stretching him wide before the glans disappeared inside his mate with Max letting out a very satisfied sigh as Martin disappeared inside him.
"Oh God, that feels amazing. Fuck me hard now, Martin."
Martin was almost speechless, this boy's arse was exquisite, he long stroked Max quite slowly, but it was no good, his eyes betrayed him. The message they were passing to the brain had Martin blowing a huge load into Max in just a few minutes.
"Lube yourself, Carl and follow me when I withdraw."
Martin was almost in sensory overload as he watched Carl's monster long stroke Max, so much so that he was back to a solid erection before Carl orgasmed, so he went again, surprising both boys. This second time he lasted much longer, long slow strokes kept him close to the edge but Max was so turned on that with Carl gently stroking his torso and Martin playing with his cock and balls as well he almost serially orgasmed keening as the intensity of the sex almost made him black out. A final push, an incredibly ferocious orgasm and Martin collapsed over Max's body. Gasping out his thoughts, Martin spoke to Carl.
"How can you let anyone else touch him, Carl, he is the most amazing body I have ever made love to."
Carl shrugged.
"I don't know. I think it is something to do with stimulation. After we have had a romp with our friends sex with each other is just mind bending in its intensity. I bet when I make love to Max tonight we will both almost pass out it will be so intense."
Martin was amazed and as he got his act together he asked Carl the leading question.
"Are you ever the bottom?"
Carl grinned.
"Oh yes, frequently, you don't think I would pass up the chance to have that wonderful appendage ravaging my arse, do you?"
Martin grinned as well now.
"Oh good, do you think that if we do this again I could do the same to you as I've just done to Max?"
"Oh yes, no problem at all. The two of you can spit roast me if you like, I love a cock in each end, the same as Max."
"In that case I'll think up a role play where you are the slave Carl and Max and I will be slave masters, but now I think you should both be spanked for being devious little boys, and then we ought to do some work."
Both boys got stonking hard ons as they watched each other get spanked over Martin's lap. Nothing for it, Martin had to give them both blowjobs to get rid of the erections and then they returned to work. The spanking was so severe that neither boy even had a rosy glow to their butts, it was just so erotic to watch.
The end of that session was so pleasing to all of their eyes that Martin thought they ought to have photos of it, with some variation. He made Carl put on some slave type trousers and Max adjust himself so that his cock didn't display so well and took several pictures. When he downloaded them and printed them off as 10x8s they looked amazing.
"There you go. You can show them to your parents now with no problem."
The boys did that and Desmond and Marilyn were quite impressed.
The next weekend they were at Martin's studio again. This carried on for several weeks and Desmond was pleased because they took their weekend assignments with them and Martin helped them with them getting them excellent grades. He was an art master but his degree was a double, Art and Computing, his knowledge base was extensive and helped the boys in most subjects.
When the original painting was finished he used a gel to cover Carl's naked lower half and the naked slave girl and painted both of them in with clothes, took photos and then promptly removed the extra paint restoring it to his original concept.
"You can show those pictures to your parents to let them see what you have been doing. You can tell them that I have disguised your looks because I wouldn't want you to receive unwanted attention if the picture becomes seriously well viewed."
I haven't mentioned the second role play session because in between a girl was brought in to pose for the secondary role in the picture. I will tell you about both in the next chapter. ****************************************************************************