Yaoi Ai Special School

[axysses]

So we establish some things?

1) It is a Japanese College
2) Co-ed

Uniforms?

I am mighty unfamiliar with the collegiate system and so please forgive me if I get anything wrong...

[mentaikodaisuki]

(( i prefer high school though but college is not a bad idea the weakness is there won't be a dorm and we don't need to enter everyday and not to mention different on the subject))

[mentaikodaisuki]

cross laughed
"no i won't trick you. why should i? my best friend left to continue his study.
since he just graduated here with a flying score he went to another country"
he looked sad when he talks about this

the bell suddenly rang

"i'll get going right now, the principal office is right beside you, we'll meet together this night. just knock at my room numbered 353 at third floor. by the way my name is cross"
he smiled and left to catch his class

[axysses]

(Uh, so high school?)

[BigTimeFun]

[how about a bording school! So we can have all ages and students livving here, I think that solves it. But it runs like a collage so long classes and not everyday, I rather not be co-ed but if y'all want that fine]

[BigTimeFun]

[BTW thier were a few nose bleeds to naked taylor]

"Class will be exsended today hence why it's been off for the past week and the art suplies was running late. So ignore the bells and you'r exscuss." He wiggled and lossen his shoulders.

"Allso the best drawing today wins a date with me and maybe the other." He smirk. He stood thier like a model till the bell rang. "ahh." He step down looking at everybody. "Short break and I'll bring the other out." He went back o see Brendon who was looking nervous and gasp at naked taylor.

"Fixer, I have a problem. I'm gay and well..you't hot. Seeing you..well I'v got a chubbs. Oh man" He look away shyly. "I can't go out there, the'll see it."

Taylor giggle. "That is a problem, but it be fun to draw." Brendon stared dumbfounded at him.

[should we solve it or make it worse? Haha chubbs]

[axysses]

(Forgive my ignorance but what on earth is a "chubbs"? I assume erection? SOLVE IT WHILE MAKING IT WORSE HAHA)

"Class will be extended today..."

What in the name of...? Hein was puzzled. So three hours of live drawing instead of 90 minutes? At least he assumed three hours, or maybe less. Well, it didn't matter. His first drawing sat in his portfolio. HE was determined to put in the best to every single drawing that he made.

"Also, the best drawing today wins a date with me, and maybe the other."

Other?! What other?!

TWO models for this class? Oh hell this was going to be difficult. Hein got up to stretch and immediately felt overly conscious of his form. Some people turned to gape at his height, others just sized him up. He felt extremely hot and bothered. Not in the sense that would have gotten him excited.

The break seemed to take forever.

(BTW BigTimeFun you're not a native speaker of English, right?)

[JustALittlePsycho]

Evander stared after the retreating form of Cross, unable to shake the fissure of warmth that spread at the other boy's words. Maybe, just maybe he wouldn't regret this. He sighed, now to the principal's office. Lovely. Glancing around he spotted the office and made his way towards it, already wishing the meeting was over.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Scipio. Have you seen much of the school yet? I hope you will enjoy your stay here." A kindly, older man greeted him. This was the principal. He seemed quite average and would have appeared normal if it wasn't for his mustard yellow suit. In fact, it proved to be such a distraction that Evander didn't answer him nor did he seemed to realize the other was speaking. The principal continued on, as if he was used to the reaction.

"...are ready, I can have someone take you over to the dorms."

Evander blinked. Did he space out the entire speech? He looked down, noting his schedule and the campus map in his hands. Yes, yes he did.

"That would be delightful. Thank you, Mr...?

"Oh dear me, did I forget to introduce myself? My name is Mr. Eris."

"Thank you, Mr Eris."

With that, Evander was ushered out of the office, where he was met by a shy student who showed him to the dorms and left, never to be seen again. Some say he was so struck by Evander beauty, he left to become a monk of the Sacred Order, for he knew nothing so beautiful would even touch his life again. Others say he died of lovesickness. More likely, he's still there, just ignored and forgotten.

(And people tell me I have no sense of humor. And yeah, chubbs is slang for erection.)

[BigTimeFun]

[yeah I am! I'm texan and very white! I'm just useing a bit of slang, Tatt or tatts is short for tattos and guess you don't watch Tim&Eric awsome show chubbs or chubby is half mast, not a full on erection but slightly aroudsed as one would be seeing a naked hottie. Chubbs and half mast are about the only words I know for it]

Fixer was a nick name of his that stundets usely didint know or he woulded let them use, but conserdering they we'er about to be close, closeas lovers really he told him about and gave him the go ahead.

"Let me see." Brendon did'nt want to but he open his robe. "hello, he's up all right." Taylor lick his lips wanting to lick it but knew better. He thougt of hurting him witc wolud work but then got a better idea. "Just think abot this: Eveybody looking at you, at it wandering ow big you can be.."

He went on and it work, he was flaccid again and it took 2 mins. "Good, now we need to get out there. Hope you can handel it." He smiled and went back out. "Okay, class will resume now with the other model, you've probbly seen him at the gym so come on out Brendon heart!" He
tlk like a game show host and even clap as Brendon came out in a light blue robe. He gave taylor a look like he did'nt want t do it.

Taylor moved him over to the front of the class as Brendon blush but then he saw Hein! Oh no him. "I..I can't do this" He tried to say to Taylor who ignore him and talk through his teeth. "Course you can, it's to late to back out now." Heput his hands on Brendon shoulders and slowly started to take off the robe.

[you can finish that if ya want, maybe you can desribe his body better. Allso bewilling to share Brendon as he be uke for Taylor if anybody wantsto be Uke Brendon]

[axysses]

(Heh. Sorry, I don't speak slang. )

Hein turned around from sharpening his charcoal stick, the fresh piece of paper awaiting him. He lifted his head and promptly dropped the stick of charcoal he had so lovingly shaped, snapping it in two. Seeing Brendon Heart right in front of him wanted to make Hein scream in frustration. Was this guy ever going to give up?

But then again, Brendon looked as shocked as Hein was, so maybe it was time a give him the benefit of the doubt. Hein felt his cheeks flush but he looked away as Mr. Breeze began to strip Brendon's robe off him. It was such an awkward moment: Hein could literally hear people swooning or gasping, but he decided to leave it to the moment when he was about to draw.

He heard Mr. Breeze instructing them to draw, and Hein lifted his head. The pose was undeniably sexy: Taylor had his hands holding to both sides of Brendon's head, both were facing each other, staring into each others' eyes. Brendon's hands were placed on Taylor's chest, resting slightly and moving with each breath that Taylor took. It was almost surreal. It was like some dream, and there was an awesome sense of beauty to it. Of course it made Hein very totally jealous too.

I bet he's getting back at me for having run away from him just now, Hein thought. He fleshed out the two human forms in circles, rectangles and triangles, slowly building up the dark contours of dramatic musculature. Brendon was a gym whore: Hein could tell from the beautifully defined abs that Brendon held, and that was just one of his many features. The artist shook his head, concentrating on his drawing.

Brendon was also much darker than Taylor. Hein had a hard time mimicking that wonderful skin tone in charcoal without making him look like a lump of black. Even after he had detailed both figures down to every last braid of Taylor's, Hein chose to fuss over the drawing, carefully dabbing his eraser here and there, covering up minor imperfections. He was so engrossed in his work he didn't notice the time: everyone had more or less finished and he was the only one still fussing over his drawing.

He heard a very loud cough, then the next half-hour bell. Of course, there was one more pose, or at least he hoped, but Hein had NO IDEA what was in store for him...

(I'm really sorry to KingBice for not having seen your post http://yaoiai.com/forum/showpost.php...70&postcount=5 I don't remember seeing it at all for some weird reason. Only saw it today when I re-read the previous posts. Are you still here? D: )