I was slipping into quite a buzz as David continued his dialogue about his life. We clinked glasses together to celebrate the end of the semester and took some very good hits of just killer skunk weed. We entered his tastefully done apartment & he got a bottle of wine opened & grabbed a pipe & his stash. I thought for sure David would kiss me as we were alone in the elevator on the way up, but he was calm & collected. We were kind of quiet though David kept up a polite chatter about his life. Though dizzy & confused I nodded & we got up and continued walking to his apartment. I was bit shocked & even more shocked to see nude sketches of me & nude sketches of me with a hard on playing with & then sucking this guys cock.ĭavid just looked at me & smiled in a gay sort of way & said, "Still want to come over"? Soon there were sketches of the male model with a big hard on & sketches of close-ups of big hard cocks. He leafed through some more & got to the male model. "Here, you've seen these" as he pointed to the sketches of the female model & his sexual inventions with her. He pulled out his art class pad & started leafing through. He laughed & said that I was better than I thought and "here check these out… I'd have flunked if the instructor had seen these sketches". We'd been talking about class & I said that I'd be lucky to pass and that he'd aced it for sure. Along the way we stopped in a park and sat down. How could I refuse? We walked over to the Towers with our school gear. I've got some killer spleef and a few fine bottles of wine"! "Schools out! Want to come over & party". Class ended & I ran into David later that day as I was leaving school. Was I bi? Was I feeling gay? I wasn't sure but I must have had a secret curiosity about David. The last two classes were uneventful & David registered nothing though I was very confused about my feelings.
My emotions were a wreck & luckily we had only two more classes left till the end of the semester. Again I was taken back by the events of this class and seeing David with the male model actually made me feel a bit jealous. As I was leaving David looked up at me and sort of nodded at me & smiled but didn't wave or say anything. I was pretty flustered by all this but David just calmly went back to drawing.Ĭlass ended & David didn't say anything or look at me, he was just talking to the now clothed model as I gathered my things. I was a little taken back but before I could even ponder it he looked me in the eyes and said "and so are you" with a piercing look that could only be taken for a come on. He didn't show me any pornographic sketches, but he did say as he was drawing "he's a hottie". Again, my sketches were OK and David flew through his as usual. Late in the semester we had another nude model, this time is was a male model, a very handsome male model I would have to say. "Lucky dog", I said with a twinge of jealousy. I had seen David talking to a real hottie little blonde in school at times & one day asked who the little hottie was. David lived in the Towers a short way from school & I lived in an apartment with Matt, another student at the college. Though friends in class we didn't do much outside of class. We chuckled & laughed & I caught a glimmer of the inner David in the glint in his eyes. Needless to say this pornographic adventure brought quite a smile to my face and a rise in my crotch.
David took the liberty to invent a male companion for the model and she was in various stages of holding or sucking his cock. He had done some drawings of the girl and leafed through some pages arriving at some drawings that made me double take. She was nice enough to draw & as I did start to get the method down, David as usual had many sketches done before my first was even complete.Īs I did finish a fairly good rendition David, elbowed me to check out his work.
Nude drawing session began with a young, slender coed who was not a stripper type by any means but still pleasant to look at. The perfunctory still lifes and exercises led to every college boys dream, the nude. While I may have struggled in art class I did enjoy it. Many people thought we were brothers about the same 5'9" slim, boyish build with similar sandy blonde hair & smooth skin. Regardless, he befriended me and do not make my feel bad about my artistic shortcomings. He could whip out drawing after effortless drawing while my efforts were slow, plodding & amateur. He was a wiz at art & drawing I struggled. For all his magnetism he gravitated to me. Our sophomore year at college in Vancouver we ended up in art class together. Not macho sexy, just good looking soft-spoken, mysterious sexy. Handsome, out going, talented, confident, sexy. David LaValle was the type of guy that everyone gravitated to.