I get invited to a party at a coworkers house. It is a two story and party is essentially in the backyard on the deck, beer in the cooler, music, pizza and stuff. I go inside for the bathroom and it is being used so he says I can go upstairs and use the bathroom in his room. What I find is why I am writing this.

I am nosey, I always have been and I open the drawer in the bathroom and find a tube of anal lube. I also find some butt plugs. I look around and I am his bedroom and I find this picture on the dresser of two guys on a fishing boat, with his arm around the other guy's shoulder. I am looking at that when he finds me. I don't tell him about the anal lube or the butt plugs, we go back downstairs to the party and everything is normal until people start to leave and he says he wants me to stay, maybe we can watch the Laker's game.

After everyone is gone he tells me that he fancies himself an artists and he shows me this sketch book, of naked men in various poses, some classic like Greek others naked on a bed, other sketches of hard cocks, sketches of men embraced, men's behinds. He says that he only uses natural all American models and he would like to sketch me, maybe out on the porch, he saw me standing there and it just cried out to him that is where he wanted to sketch me. Naked.

Not right then, to come over next Saturday when there is still sunlight and he would do the sketch, a sketch usually takes about an hour and then we an watch a game and get something to eat. But seeing that we were there maybe he could size me up and he grabs my crotch with his hand a when I pull back he says in this hard voice 'down boy'. He hold me by the crotch and sits down and pulling me over to him by my hips and unzips me and takes my cock out and sucks it down all the way, he gets me hard and strokes me with his hand, gets his sketch book out and quickly sketches my cock, sucks me some more and undoes my pants and drops them to the floor. I have to kick off my shoes and turns me around and while stroking me through my legs bends me over until he says to hold that position and sketches my asshole. He shows me my cock and asshole and grabbing me by my cock he pulls me towards the stairs.

He is hung, personally I had never really seen a cock like his, he is hung and he goes to get his lube out of the bathroom and we get undressed and he has me suck his cock. We sixty nine for a while, we start to grind and he gets his lube and starts to prep me. It is not that I am a prude or anything like that, I know he is gay because of what I found in the bathroom, I just didn't think that I was going to be there and he was going fuck me the lube in the bathroom drawer and his cock. But he does and he is good and he knows how to make me feel good and when I am done and out naked on the bed he takes a pencil and a small pad he has in his room and sketches me naked on the bed. He is very good and he asks me to lay on my back and sketches me naked, cock and all.

The Lakers won but we didn't see the game, I posed for him on the deck like he said, he bought a frame and put the signed sketch of my asshole in it and gave it to me and told me to hang it on my wall. I know what he keeps the lube for and the plugs, to train and sketch my asshole with a plug. He likes cock and balls and assholes, he has sketch books going back years of all of his friends and lovers. I like cock and balls and assholes, mine. The other ones not so much. I wish I had a sketch of his cock, that is something I would like to hang on my wall.