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Beauty models

Best mates Alex and Aram huddled over the table as they nursed the last of their beers. Both lads had exhausted their overdrafts and they knew it would be their last night out for a while unless they could find a way to earn some extra cash.

Alex look around him despondently, "How come everyone else can afford to be out on the piss," he complained with a scowl, "so unfair."

Aram was more thoughtful and solution oriented than his English friend and wasn't really paying much attention to his moaning.

"Look, the thing is they can afford it because most of them are loaded rich kids and we're just not, that's something we need to accept and get on with," he said. "We knew that before we came here anyway."

They went to a prestigious university in a small provincial city, and whilst a lot of their fellow students hailed from wealthy backgrounds, theirs were more modest.

Alex came from a small family near London, they were comfortable, but his parents had decided to let him 'fend for himself' as they put it and weren't funding his 3-year uni course. He was slim, toned with short curly brown hair, green eyes, and was good looking in an unconventional sort of way.Beauty models фото

Aram was from southern Spain, his family owned a small business and had saved for him to even come to uni in the UK, so extra funds for him to go out drinking with were out of the question. He was slim and physically similar in stature to his friend, both lads were quite short, Aram had long dark hair though, usually tied back in a rough pony tail, his skin was olive and he had beautiful brown eyes with long lashes.

"I need a piss," Alex announced as if hed just had some sort of epiphany, he stood, pushing his chair back, stretching and heading off in the direction of the toilets. On his way he paused at the notice board to see if there was any opportunities to earn some spare cash. There wasn't much but just as he was about to walk away, one advert caught his eye. It was small and tucked away right in the corner, someone had pinned a poster for a bar crawl almost over the top of it so it wasn't very visible.

"Wanted - models for a beauty therapy course, all ages and genders welcome, no experience needed." He read on, then, looking over his shoulder he unpinned the poster from the board, folded it and put it in his back pocket and carried on for his piss.

When he got back to Aram he took the poster from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of him, "What do you think of this?" he asked. "Could be good fun and it pays £15 an hour for nothing really!"

Aram studied the sheet, but looked doubtful, "what would they do to us? I don't wanna have any make up or any crap like that on me," he said, "I'm not sure about a bunch of students messing around with my hair an' shit."

"Don't be daft mate this looks good" Alex replied, "it's only 10 minutes from our place and probably a load of hot girls from the local college - this could be a win win!"

Aram looked dubiously back at the sheet.

"Go on, let's give it a go? We've got nothing to lose!" Alex offered enthusiastically.

"I guess, I mean if you're sure... oh go on then." Aram seemed to convince himself by checking again that his wallet still had no cash in (it didn't) and that his pint was still empty (it was). "Will you have a chat with them? I don't want any weird shit though" he said. "Come on, let's go, we're broke anyway.

The lads headed off back to Aram's flat, joking about the beauty modelling, "imagine if they gave you false eyelashes & nails mate," Alex said, "with your hair they'd think you were a drag queen haha."

Aram punched his mate jokingly on the shoulder, "whatever you say, I'll end up talent spotted as Britain's next top model you'll see!" He pretended to strut down an imaginary catwalk before tripping over his own big feet and landing in a hedge.

The boys pissed themselves laughing and carried on back to the flat, talking about what they'd do with the extra cash. Aram lived in a shared flat, Alex actually lived with his family just outside the city centre, but stayed with his best mate probably 2 or 3 nights a week, especially when they were going out for drinks.

Before he went to sleep though Alex looked across at Aram, already snoring gently on the other side of the room... 'fuck it I'm going to contact them' he decided. He emailed to the address on the poster, giving a few details about himself and said he also has a friend who would be interested, hit 'send' and then fell asleep himself.

The next morning he'd forgotten about the email and was contemplating what to have for breakfast, the cupboard was pretty bare... he found some oats tucked away at the back and made up some porridge... He was just flicking through social media when an email popped up.

"Hi Alex, thanks so much for your enquiry about modelling for the students at our training salon. We're always looking for new models! We have lots of females but not so many male volunteers so I was really pleased to get your email.

This might be short notice but we actually have a workshop next weekend, we had 1 male volunteer and 2 female volunteers lined-up but unfortunately the ladies have had to drop out for personal reasons. It's a half-day session, from 12-4 and we could pay you £60 each. Would you be free on Saturday by any chance?" the email was signed off by "Jay".

"Woohoo!" he crowed, he ran back to the bedroom to find Aram just getting out of the shower. "Mate, you'll never guess what - they replied already! We've got a gig next weekend - 60 quid each!"

"You emailed them? That beauty thing?" Aram replied, his eyes widening, "60 quid though.... thats good money for nothing much!"

He was tanned and lean, just under 6 feet tall with an athletic physique. As he chatted to Alex he finished drying himself off, the 2 boys were close, they'd spent a summer travelling together and were very relaxed in each other's company.

As Aram dried his hair Alex looked down at his bushy pubes and his uncut cock flopping from side to side. Alex knew his friends cock was a similar size to his own, he'd seen it many times before. It was about 3" soft and had a long overhanging foreskin. Distracted for a moment, Alex noticed that Aram's dick was more wrinkled than his own, his balls hung down low, they were bigger than his and pretty impressive he thought.

Aram had crazy tanlines after spending a few weeks with his cousins in Spain over the summer, his whole body was tanned except for the shape of his swimming shorts - that was a much paler shade of his warm olive skin tone.

Aram came over to Alex's side and read the message on his friend's phone, still towelling himself off. "This honestly sounds great," he announced, happy with the plan and the thought of the extra cash. He walked over to a pile of laundry and fished out a pair of nearly clean boxers, sniffed them and then slipped them on, "what do we actually need to do, does she say?"

"Nah not really," Alex replied, "let me ask her."

After a few text exchanges the boys had established the following... it was a workshop for a class of 9 students who had only a few months experience, most were just out of school. They had a morning of theory and then would be having a practical workshop in the afternoon which was where they came in. They'd be required to have a facial, manicure and pedicure, some waxing and a body scrub each.

As the weekend approached they were more and more excited, "I recon they're gonna be sexy as fuck," said Alex, "beauticians always are mate. I bet we'll get 3 each... mine'll be blond, big boobs... you wait."

The day came and the boys got ready early, "did Jay say whether we need to wear anything special?" Aram asked.

"Nah she just said to wear comfy loose clothes... I'm gonna wear my joggers, a t-shirt and some loose boxers, you think that's ok?"

"Yeah that sounds ok to me," Aram replied, checking his wardrobe, "I'll do the same."

The boys showered but when he came to get dressed Alex knocked a glass of water from his bedside table over his clean underwear, "shit!" he said, jumping back.

"I don't have any more underwear, bloody hell!"

"You could borrow a pair of mine?" Aram offered, starting to root through the pile of dirty laundry.

"Don't be gross!" Alex snapped, "maybe if they were clean but I'm not wearing your dirty pants mate, its fine I'll just go commando. They won't want us in our underwear will they?" He faced away from his friend, dropped his towel on the floor and pulled his joggers on.

"Haha nah I'm sure you'll be fine." Aram laughed back.

The boys checked their reflections in the mirror before heading out across the city. They used Alex's phone to find the college, "St. Lukes vocational college."

"I think it's just around the corner," Alex said, checking his phone as they walked, sun shining and a warm breeze welcomed them, despite it still being relatively early in the day.

"There it is!" Aram shouted, pointing forwards like a tourist.

They headed in and reached the reception desk, "umm we're here to meet Jay Smith" Alex said, suddenly feeling butterflies rising up from his stomach to his chest.

He waited while the receptionist clicked away at her laptop, as she waited for something to load, he caught himself checking her out. She was cute, like a young MILF - early 30's he guessed, dark hair in a pony tail, slim, nice boobs.

She looked up and caught his eye, he blushed and looked down, haha, 'busted' Alex thought...

The receptionist smiled though, "room C20" she said, "its just down the corridor here, through the double doors and then it'll be on your right." She stood up and leaned forwards to point out the route to them as she spoke, Alex's eyes darted back to her cleavage. He could feel his cock starting to swell and was wishing he had some underwear on to hide his excitement which was growing in his grey joggers.

The boys stammered their thanks and headed off down the corridor, Aram gave Alex a dig in the ribs, "tell you what my friend, she was into you... hope the class are as fit as the receptionists haha."

They stopped outside the door to room C20, "shall we?" Alex asked his mate, checking out his reflection in the faintly mirrored glass... they could hear some talking inside, he knocked 3 times, paused and then tried the door handle.

The door was opened for him by someone unseen on the other side, Aram and Alex looked blankly at the room full of faces as the door swung inwards. A room full of young guys, probably all 18 or 19 years old, looking back at them... "oh I'm really sorry, we've got the wrong room" Alex apologised, looking down at the room numbers fitted in shiny silver letters on the door to check it.

"Hi! You must be Alex and Aram, is it?"

Alex and Aram both looked confused.

"I'm Jay," said the guy, proffering his hand and shaking theirs enthusiastically. "I'm the tutor for this series, it's so great to have you here - we've done a whole morning of theory and the boys are desperate to put it into practice!"

"Hahah - hi" said Alex nervously, scanning the room again. "A boys... beauty school... right" he said, disappointment etched across his face.

"Where are the girls?" Aram hissed in his friend's ear.

"Welcome to St. Lukes vocational college for boys" Jay said warmly. "We're a very old institution, we offer real applied courses for students and this is our very popular beauty course. We're so pleased to have you with us, these courses simply wouldn't be possible if it weren't for models like yourselves."

Aram started to reach back for the door handle but Alex caught his arm and quickly pulled him back towards him. Jay ushered them towards the corner of the room where there was a small screen set up.

"If you are both ok to get changed please, down to your underwear - there's a gown each for you hanging up in there. He drew the curtain as the boys stepped inside.

"Bloody hell! Didn't you know its a fucking boys schoo?!" Aram whispered to Alex.

"Mate we just need to get on with it now, think of the cash." Alex answered, "besides, we'll still just get our nails done or something, it can't be that bad right?"

"Why do we need to be in our underwear?" Aram asked his friend in a whisper.

"Shit! I don't have any fucking underwear on!" Alex said, suddenly sweating, his heart fluttering.

While this was going on, another knock at the door followed, the boys tried to listen in but couldnt hear what was happening, then Jay peered round the curtain, "still getting changed, come on lads!" he said breezily, "this is James, also a first timer! Come on through James, you can get changed here with Alex and Aram."

James walked in confidently, "hi chaps," he said, shaking Alex and Aram both by their hands. Should be a fun afternoon," he smiled, chucking his rucksack on the floor and pulling his loose sweater and t-shirt up over his head at the same time as he slipped off his old trainers. He pulled his socks off and stuffed them in his shoes and then his baggy trousers came down to leave him standing in his fitted black boxer briefs.

James was probably 40 Alex thought, he was quite toned, with the merest hint of a tummy starting to form, his face was angular with stubble over his chin and his hair cropped pretty short. He slipped one of the robes on and stepped back out into the room, "you guys coming?"

Aram and Alex had to follow suit, "what do I do?" Alex hissed to his friend.

"Mate just get on with it, keep the gown done up and no ones gonna see anything, it'll be fine honestly." Aram replied, he'd undressed down to his underwear and slipped the second robe over his shoulders before joining James.

Alex cursed to himself, he pulled the curtain over to make sure it was fully shut before clumsily undressing until he was naked. He reached for the last robe, "fuck!" he swore, it was much shorter than the others, it came down halfway between his groin and his knees. With no other option he wrapped it round him and tied it tightly shut before joining the other 2 standing at the front of the class.

Jay talked through the first session which was manicuring. He used James to demonstrate on a small raised platform at the front of the room, and then set the class off, each model was seated at a table with 3 students, 1 guy on each hand and the third as an observer, writing notes and taking occasional pictures on his phone.

Alex was told he would be working with Kris, Alec and Dan - they all introduced themselves, they were good fun as it turned out, and friendly, chatting as they worked. Kris was short, olive skin, dark brown hair and quite toned; Alec was taller, very handsome with a big smile and a smooth face like he hadn't even started to shave; finally Dan was slightly more masculine looking with dark hair set against his pale skin, stubble and gym fit muscles filling his t-shirt.

This isn't so bad thought Alex, weird but quite nice actually getting pampered. The students had washed his hands, cut, filed and buffed his nails and applied a moisturiser as part of a hand massage. To finish they painted his nails and left him with strict instructions not to move whilst the varnish dried.

Jay demonstrated the next exercise using Aram, Alex couldn't see what was happening but from what he could hear it was a facial. Fair enough, he thought.

The boys came back and started work. Kris reclined his chair, moved the wheeled table that they had used for his nails and then set up small cushioned platforms to support his feet. "Keep your hands like this on your chest please, the polish is still drying," Kris explained, gently positoning Alex's hands where he wanted. As he lay back his gown rode up a little and Alex closed his legs together trying to make sure he didn't expose himself.

With spa music in the background though he felt nicely relaxed. The facial took some time and Jay helped the boys with some direction. After about 30 minutes though it was complete and Alex was lying back with a charcoal vitamin mud pack on his face and cold cucumber slices over his eyes.

From the noise around him he realised the class had gathered around him for the next demo, "a pedicure" he heard Jay describe. He felt a bit self-conscious about his feet, but couldn't really protest. He felt Jay lifting his legs before parting them slightly to rest them further apart, "oh shit, sorry, no..." he mumbled under his breath.

He tried to resist Jay moving his legs but this just resulted in Jay saying, "sorry Alex we'll just need to move your legs apart for this exercise to give the boys space to work. Kris, could you position his other leg please. Pay attention please class!"

Alex was helpless as his legs were pulled apart and placed on cushioned platforms. His eyes were covered so he couldn't see anyone but he felt like he heard the level of chatter rise in the room as his legs parted, and definitely a couple of laughs. He blushed horribly, but under the charcoal mask no one saw his discomfort.

Jay droned on about pedicure techniques for what seemed like an eternity while Alex felt the gentle breeze from the open window, the cool air wafting up his dressing gown and onto his cock. "Bloody hell" he said to himself as he felt his cock shrink under the cool breeze and from the embarrassment at being exposed to a class of teenage students.

"Do you mind if I video this Jay?" one of the students asked, "I'd like to make sure I'm doing it correctly."

"Of course!" Jay replied, "all the models have consented to photos and videos. Its important to get it right so why don't you share the video round to the rest of the group."

Alex was mortified, he was sure this was just an excuse to film his embarrassment, he felt his heart race but just gritted his teeth and pretended like he was cool with it. At least I have this face mask on, he thought so no one can recognise me...

After the demo finished he still had to endure Kris, Alec and Dan all peering at him. "Is it cold in here?" Kris asked to his friends, giggling as he worked.

Dan was taking photos this time, "that looks good Kris!" he said, let me just make sure I've got some good pictures for our project books."

"Guys, please..." Alex whimpered, his heart pounding every time he heard the camera shutter noise from Dan's iphone. Then the swoosh of a whatsapp message sending compounded his misery.

"OK class, that all looks very good" said Jay, walking around. "You can remove the face masks now and then the models can all grab a quick tea or coffee whilst we sort the next session which is waxing."

Alex quickly took the chance to close his legs and subtly fluffed his cock up a little through his dressing gown. He realised it had shrunk in the cold air, it felt tiny! At least that is over with he thought. He didn't mention it to Aram who had been unaware of his exposure, instead he chatted to both Aram and James and tried to forget it had happened.

After 5 minutes Jay called the class back, "James if I could borrow you please to demo for this next session."

Thank fuck for that, Alex thought, watching with relief as he positioned James at the front and started talking about the optimum length of hair for waxing. Jay had asked him to take off his dressing gown so the class could all see his chest, stomach and his back when he sat up. Alex zoned out only to snap back into focus at the sound of his name...

"Alex, Alex...? Ah yes, if you could join James here at the front please, I think it's useful for the boys to see me demonstrate with very different hair types. James you can see is naturally hairy whilst Alex has a much less hairy chest. Would you slip your robe off please Alex?" Jay asked.

"Uhh well, uhh I mean I'd uhh, I'd rather not if that's ok?" Alex tried to say, his voice came out strangely high and he finished with some strange little laugh.

 

"Well no, we need to see you, you are a model... its fine, you have nothing we haven't seen before," Jay replied, a hint of impatience as he reached out to take the robe.

Alex looked at Aram, who looked at the floor. He looked at the class, who looked expectantly back, he saw one or two reaching for their phones already. He looked across to James standing next to him, his bulging black briefs bouncing about as he jumped up and down to stay warm, "come on mate, no need to be shy," James said.

Reluctantly Alex slipped off his robe and handed it to Jay, cupping his cock and balls awkwardly as he did so.

He stood, exposed with just his hands for privacy as Jay talked about when the students should consider trimming before a wax.

Just then Jay's phone rang, he apologised profusely and took the call, speaking in hushed tones as Alex stood nervously next to a very obviously confident James.

Jay left the room briefly before returning, "I'm so so sorry something has come up at home and I have to leave right away," he explained, "Miss Tom has kindly agreed to cover. I'm so sorry." He gave a small apologetic wave to the class, patted James and Alex on the shoulders and left.

No sooner had the door closed behind him, it opened again and the girl from reception walked in. Alex flushed beetroot and stepped back to try and stay out of her eyeline. As he did so though he tripped up and went sprawling, he landed with a crash.

He put both hands out to cushion his fall and quickly scrambled back up, hastily covering his cock and balls again. He knew she'd seen him though, how could she not have, he noticed the smirk on her face that wasn't there before.

"Oh gosh, are you OK?" She asked, rushing to him, James was also looking at him concerned. "What happened? Here have a glass of water, please."

Alex had no choice but to take the glass in his right hand, giving him only one hand to cover himself with.

"Are you sure there's no damage?" she looked at him closely, inspecting his backside, "I think you may just have a bruise". She concluded and brushed some dirt of his bum from where he'd landed.

"I need to check your wrist", she said and took his left hand firmly, bringing it up to her face.

"Whaaa... noo" Alex stood helpless, his little cock bouncing about as he stood there, wriggling with discomfort.

"I think the only damage is to your pride" she said, and winked at him.

He quickly cupped his manhood again. "Honestly I'm fine, I just slipped, please lets just finish this exercise."

"If you're sure" she said, "so class I think Jay was explaining the difference between waxing a man and a boy" she said with a smile but no hint of humour.

"We can shave the hair a little if its too long, otherwise it will be uncomfortable for the client." She told the class, "this is a good length, she indicated the hair on Alex' chest, but this is too long, she gently pulled James' chest hair and shaved a little off.

A hand shot up at the back. "Yes do you have a question?"

"Is that the same for pubic hair miss?"

What the fuck sort of question is that? Alex thought to himself.

"Ah yes thats a good question," she replied, "James would you please remove your underwear too," she asked, "I think it will be good to compare with both models."

Alex watched as James pulled his shorts down, his cock flopped out and bounced a bit before settling down, it was long and thick, a vein ran down the centre to the tip of his foreskin. His balls hung like pendulous baby coconuts, large and hairy, they hung well below his meaty cock.

There was an audible intake of breath in the room, everyone took a step closer.

James appeared relatively nonplussed, he scratched his balls and just fluffed himself up, that package must have been squashed up in his tight boxers and he obviously needed to make himself comfortable. This sent them all jiggling about again, Alex felt his own cock and balls somehow retract further.

"James and Alex, if you could please stand side by side with yoir hands on your hips," she commanded.

"Oh no, please?" Alex looked imploringly at her.

James sidestepped to be next to him and let his arms hang by his side. His cock gently swayed with the movement of his body.

Reluctantly Alex did the same, letting his arms drop down one by one. Alex looked down, from his boyish cock, to James' massive shlong. By now his own cock was about 2" soft, his balls tight. He tried to fluff himself up but realised it was futile and gave up - by comparison James' cock was probably 7" soft, maybe 3 times as thick as his and his bollocks were like those of an african elephant.

The teacher pretended to talk about the length of their respective public hair, she demonstrated how to clip a little from James' masculine dark bush, and made the point that his own would be fine to wax without trimming. She had put gloves on and moved his cock up towards his belly button to demonstrate the lack of pubic hair on his balls to the class too.

Her hand on his cock felt amazing, like electricity when she touched him.

"Interestingly" she volunteered for the class, " despite being much less masculine at the front, sorry I mean to say less hairy, Alex actually has a very hairy bum. Could you turn around please Alex."

Alex shuffled awkwardly around.

"Thanks and just bend forward a little please."

She pulled his cheeks apart a little and indicated the length of the hair in his butt crack. "We will need to trim this." she announced.

She guided him to bend slightly further and used her left hand to support him, resting it on his cock. The class focused on his ass wouldn't see this but Alex felt it, like a pulse of electricity his cock swelled as he felt himself in her grip. She gently trimmed around his ass crack before asking him to spread his cheeks as she pointed out the hair to the class. He felt her finger brush just slightly against his hole as she indicated how his hair was now shorter. Fuck, his cock pulsed involuntarily and she squeezed it gently back.

Thanks Alex you can stand back up and turn around now she said, smirking and removing her hand.

He turned, both hands over his cock trying hide his erection.

"Hands by your side please," she said, clearly revelling in his embarrassment.

"Ah haha ah sorry, its uh just a bit sensitive." Alex apologised as he dropped his hands to leave his boner on full display. Even fully hard Alex's cock wasnt as big as James' soft dick.

"That's OK Alex it happens, its natural" she smiled, clearly enjoying his spectacle. "Right thank you James and Alex, why dont you all split up into your groups now"

James and Alex turned to their groups and awkwardly crashed into each other. James had to almost hug Alex to stop himself falling, Alex felt James' huge cock squash softly against his own still hard appendage.

"Ah shit! Sorry man, sorry" said Alex.

"No worries," James replied, "my fault, no hard feelings haha"

James was guided over to a table where Kris asked him to lie down. He parted his robe and said they would start by waxing his chest. after 20 minutes this was done. Alex had been able to keep his hand over his privates whilst the three lads worked, but he knew what was coming...

"Right, class - you've done a great job of the chests" the instructor said as she walked around inspecting the models. She ran her hand across Alex's chest. "Nice and smooth, well done. Now lets see if you can do the same with their private parts."

She chose to stand with Alec, Kris and Dan, "Show me how you'd manage this please, Dan"

Dan stepped forwards a little nervously. He got his wax ready and started to wipe around Alex's genitals with a cleansing wetwipe, guiding his hands to his side do he was completely exposed once again.

"You need to be a little more thorough" Miss Tom corrected him and took a wipe herself. "Gather round everyone! I can see this is a common mistake."

Alex blushed as the whole class watched her lift his cock and clean underneath it. As she rubbed under his balls he could feel his cock jiggling about. Somehow he found the attention was turning him on. "oh god, not again" he thought.

Miss Tom handed back over to Dan, his big hands made Alex's cock look even smaller. Even though he was definitely straight Alex couldn't help but get aroused by the touch. Slowly his cock swelled. "Shit I'm sorry" Alex stammered to Dan who laughed awkwardly.

"Haha no worries mate, little chap has a mind of his own" he said with a wink.

Alex by now was rock solid, his 5inch erection pointing skyward. He'd lost all control of his cock, and the situation.

When the waxing was complete, again Miss Tom came around and inspected, running her hands over the waxed areas. "You've missed a little bit here" she said, pointing to a couple of remaining hairs at the base of his shaft. Once again she called the rest of the class to watch.

"With just a couple of hairs left you can always use tweezers to finish the job" she said, holding his cock in one hand she plucked out the offending hairs and then gently pressed down to relieve the pain.

"And now we'll clean away the residue of the wax. Can you feel these sticky patches?" She asked to the class as a whole. "Here..."

She gestured to the students to feel the sticky wax residue on his testicles. One by one the boys stepped forward and ran their hands over his balls and the base of his shaft. Why did he find this so arousing? His cock twitched with each touch, he was mortified and he knew she had singled him out for this attention.

Once all the students had felt his groin, she got to work with cleaning. "Well start with a cleansing wipe" she announced, "and then a light moisturiser."

As she wiped around his cock, Alex looked up and could see a string of precum seeping out and glistening in the studio light. "Oh shit" he thought, "please not this".

She started with the moisturiser, within seconds the sensation of the cold cream on his cock, the eyes of the class all on him, and the warm hands of the instructor sent him over the edge....

"Oh god... I'm so sorry..." was all Alex managed to say before a dribble of cum spouted from his cock, the dribble turned into a spray. His body spasmed with involuntary exstasy. He reached up to try and cover himself up but it was too late, cum sprayed up, spattering Miss Tom who had been leaning over him, and covering his chest.

"I think we need some tissue" she said, wiping her chin with her hand & winking at Alex.

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