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There’s no way it would fit in my mouth. No way. So why am I thinking about trying?

 

When I sign up for a life drawing class, I expect an easy credit and a hot chick to sketch. Instead, I get a big, muscular dude with a monster between his legs.

 

And now I have to paint that.

 

As a straight guy, this shouldn’t do anything for me. But weirdly, it does. With every stroke of my pencil, I feel my jeans get tighter. I tell myself it’s just curiosity. Just admiration.

 

So why do I suddenly picture myself bending over the easel for him?

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