My First Life Drawing Class
Written for my collaboration with @life_art_collective and @el.l.eli
The last time, actually the only time, I did life drawing was when I was in my second last year of high school. I was studying art and it was offered. I had been to the school's annual life drawing exhibition every year. Not for the same reason as most of the boys wandered through the makeshift gallery, as an excuse to see some tits and laugh about it. I genuinely went to look at some art. OK, maybe there was some curiosity. But the drawings were never erotic in theme so, as horny as I was as a teenager I never really felt aroused by the artwork. I was probably more aroused by the overheard conversations of my classmates talking about their experiences with the body parts on show, or how they were enjoying seeing different things. Always phrasing that enjoyment so as not to actually admit to being aroused.