The students were doing detailed studies of my torso and abdomen. Some were using pen and ink, some pencils, others charcoal. Seemingly, from out of t...he blue my cock began to rise. At first it was barely noticeable, but the longer I thought of nude women or of some of my sexual escapades from the past the quicker the blood flowed into it. About a quarter the way up some people in the class stopped drawing and stared at it. Halfway up most eyes in the class were on it. A few students were. That was my uncle Frank. I am his favorite nephew. Hell, I'm his only nephew and family anymore, so of course he was upset for me and about me.I went through all sorts of stages. Anger, hate, hurt, tears, loss, and back to anger, starting a cycle over again. I took action during the fourth cycle. I wasn't sure how far I was going to take this, but I knew that I was capable of taking it all the way to a very dark and lonely ending for all involved in the end. That's what scared me more than. She was calling me a bastard one second and then telling me she loved my dick the next. As her orgasm was subsiding, I felt the cum boiling. As it was ready to release, I pulled out and shot hot streams of cum over her tits and stomach. Katie scooped up some from her stomach and tasted. She sat up and proceeded to lick off my dick. She went to the bathroom and I got a paper towel out of the kitchen and cleaned up the cum that had dripped on the couch as she was cleaning my shaft. When she. They both kept looking up and running me over with their eyes. I looked down at myself and suddenly I was really aware of my scrawny excuse for preteen muscles.They must have come to some kind of agreement they both stood up very quickly and one of them sang “Come with us.” I was still sort of examining myself, and I was surprised when Amy grabbed my hand and Krystal placed her hands on my shoulders, together they lead me into one of the kids’ bedroom.I was completely clueless as to what was.