miércoles, 27 de febrero de 2013

Secret Fantasies of a Painter

Some time ago, when I was in Brazil, I had to go to the forest with my drawing folder to make some sketches of colorful birds. That time my friend Manny Cortez, a famous male model, came with me because he knew the environment. When we got to the right place, I was watching him carefully. Those black jets of his face made me crazy, his athletic body widely opened my imagination and I said that Manny was a true prince of the Alhambra. So I asked him to pose for me and these are the pictures that I painted that memorable day.

 After taking a dip in these wild waters, we started working strongly. Manny is a very professional model and knows how posing in every moment.

Suddenly he dropped his suit and I was embarrassed. I didn't ask him to pose fully nude for I feared not being able to concentrate enough on drawing . But Manny's body is so wonderful that I did not care and  kept working. 

Although I struggled to control the handling of my brushes, I noticed that my body temperature rose and rose continuously. I could not look away from his magnificent penis that struck me as a gift from the gods. So I asked him to stop for a moment and return to the water. 

Once in the water, Manny took a little bath gel and slowly began to wash his body from head to toe through the trunk. chest, abdomen, dick, legs, hands and arms.. I could see how he smiled mischievously as he was aware of my excitement. He asked me to paint him smeared with the white foam and  that seemed to me like an excellent idea. 

I painted from any angle, front, profile and back. Manny has got  the nicest ass I've ever seen and he knows how to show it. I looked  at it very pleased. 

At the same time I was painting, my mind began to dream of petting and kissing this marvelous guy, I thought how wonderful would be to grab him in my arms and squeeze hard, very hard, kissing his sweet mouth and touching his  brown skin.

 But we had no time to make love, the night was coming soon and we had to return to the hotel. Back at the hotel we agree to have dinner together. Manny is a great conversationalist and interested in the most significant current issues. After dinner we were having a drink at the bar. There, the erotic overtones were traveling from me to him and may be back again. I could say our ardent eyes met while we were placidly chatting. Finished the evening we went to the elevator said goodbye and arranged to have breakfast together. At that moment I wanted to scream loud and ask him to come to my room. I have to confess that I have always been very hesitant in life and that inconvenience makes me lost  many opportunities. In my bedroom, I knew that I would not fall asleep easily.  I was turning off the lights when I heard a knock at the door.......
The next day we woke up together on the same bed, had breakfast quickly and returned to the jungle. The day was splendid.

I will never forget those short vacation I spent with Manny. The vicissitudes of life forced us to go home, each bird to its nest, and since then we have not seen ourselves again. But in my mind I always keep a little corner where the memory of this romance lies every day. 


 Manny, I'll miss you always.

2 comentarios:

  1. An excellent, story and fantasy! Outstanding detail in the art! :)

  2. Est-il vrai, Maurice?

    Voilà mon denier post ici: