You break off the kiss and start kissing my neck. I groan and run my hands across your chest. As my fingers find a hard nipple I feel your teeth sc***... my collar bone. I pinch your nipple and you freeze. Your breath hot on me, I can’t help but squirm in your lap.Suddenly you stand and half carry half drag me down the hall looking for my room. You throw me onto the bed and I watch as you rip your shirt over your head. You catch my eyes as you reach for your jeans and I watch your manhood spring. It was a very informal class. Ms. Purdy chatted with everyone as if they were old friends. As they drew, the more outgoing women would talk to me, ask me questions about myself and suggest poses. During my breaks, I would circulate among the women, naked of course, and look at their work. Many of them were uncomfortable when I did this, but by the end of the evening I had put them all at ease. They didn't mind standing within inches of a totally naked man. Everyone was on a first name basis,. He took a long swallow, then rubbed the cold bottle on his forehead. "Damn, it was hot up there." They talked a while more, with people drifting in and out of the group, until Ryan covered a yawn and looked up at Brody. "So, can I get a ride home? Or are you going to go on a bar crawl or something?" He laughed. "I think I'm past my bar crawl days." With that, they began taking their gear and instruments out to their respective cars, and it was after two a.m. when Brody drove out of the parking. We sat in the car for bit watching other people enter the basement of the address we had been provided. The men we saw entering were attractive and well-dressed and didn’t look at all sleazy like I had expected. Maybe this was going to be okay. Gathering my courage, we exited the car and walked down the steps into the basement area of the townhome. Entering the party location, we allowed our eyes to adjust to the dimly lit red room and took in the beds on both sides, the short hallway with.