It's Art - B&W

It was almost 11 AM on a warm Monday, and the sunlit over the gallery through its large windows.

Matteo was making final preparations for his art class. He taught art for the past 5 years, mostly sketching and drawing, and some art history.

From his long curving mustache and his clothes, you could immediately frame him as a "hipster." Plant eating, bicycle riding hipster. But actually, Matteo was only playing the role he thought his clientele would prefer. All that hipster façade helped him score more clients for his art class. Deep inside, he was just an artsy geek, a very talented geek indeed.

Matteo was openly gay. Painting and sketching men were his favorite theme. He could do it all - portraits to full body, clothed or nude, comic or realistic. He usually had male life models posing for his students and himself in his classes and sometimes in private sessions. He was very strict with his students when it came to human anatomy accuracy. He insisted it's the one thing that separates hobbyists from real artists. He liked his models muscular and smooth, posing still like statues for hours at a time. He enjoyed inspecting every muscle and vein on their fit form and recreating it with his pencil or brush.

Matteo had something different planned for today's class, and he was pretty excited about it.

At 11, Matteo opened the doors to his gallery.

"Good morning, everyone," he greeted them, and they all chit-chatted for a few moments about the weekend.

"Let's get started" He invited his students inside.

As the students came into the large room and each headed to his workstation, they couldn't help but notice a figure standing on the platform on which the life models usually pose.

The figure was covered by a blanket that wasn't big enough to cover it entirely. Two muscular and smooth legs were visible, and a steel pole in between them, going directly up and disappearing behind the blanket.

Everyone was staring at still pair of legs and a lot of whispering going on.

"Alright, settle down, please. We have a lot to go over today, so let's begin." Matteo said as he walked towards the platform.

"As you know, I always try to bring you guys the most updated tools and theories to make your art shine. When it comes to sketching people, though, I firmly believe there is nothing better than a pen, a piece of paper, and a living breathing model to study." Matteo explained.

"Today, however, we're gonna try something different. We're still gonna use pen and paper. But instead of a living model, we'll have..." Matteo grabbed the edge of the blanket and dramatically pulled it over the figure, exposing him.

The class gasped at the sight before them.

An extremely lifelike mannequin posed before them. It looked like a stunning young man, athletic in greek-statuary standards.

His arms half raised and flexed.

His head looking left and emphasizing his chiseled jaw.

His baby blue eyes looking staring blankly forward.

His red lips parted as if he attempted to say something but the words wouldn't come.

His dark hair sported an updated haircut.

Last but most definitely not least, his large erect penis was pointing down, partially hiding a very nice and smooth set of balls.

"Jesus Matteo," said one of the female students, "can I date him after class?"

The entire room burst into laughter which lasted a few long moments.

"ok, ok... yeah, I get it. Believe me; I get it. I've never ever used a mannequin for more than a stick figure sketch, but the level of detail on this product is absolutely incredible." Matteo explained.

"You guys know I know my anatomy pretty fricking good, right? Well, trust me when I tell you, I couldn't find anything anatomically incorrect in this mannequin. At least from the outside," Matteo giggled, and the class laughed.

"He... I mean, it... probably costs a fortune. I don't think we all pay you that much, Do we?" said one of the students with a smile.

"Well yeah, buying this is waaaaay above my budget. I'm only renting it for the next few weeks. We'll have it in class for you guys in the next couple of classes as well." Matteo answered.

"This is some high-end stuff. Who's selling these dolls? I mean, it's out of this world," another student asked.

"I was referred to them by a friend who's a bigshot art dealer. I actually don't know much about them besides that they are currently in stealth mode. I do know that each item is unique. No two mannequins are the same."

"But anyway, let's get back to the reason we're all here," Matteo concluded the examination.

"Today, as you have already seen, you're in for a treat. I want you guys to study this perfect example of a male figure," He said as he reached out and gently grabbed the figure's face.

"Unlike a living model, where touching can get you arrested, and my class closed permanently, today is groping time. I want you to touch it. Feel it. Its skin, veins, muscles. Really get the feel of the male form."

Matteo grabbed the mannequin carefully and rotated it around on the pole. Its backside is now presented to the class. The pole clearly entering the mannequin's behind.

"Look at its marvelous back," Matteo said as he ran his hand from its neck, through his back, and down his glutes.

Matteo continued spinning the figure slowly and going over all the features he wanted the class to pay attention to, eyes to feet, hair to dick.

When he completed the full 360, he stood behind the figure and grabbed it warmly from behind.

"You're not going to get another chance like this anytime soon, so please take advantage of it. Remember, it's art! You see, it doesn't mind me tickling its nipple." Matteo giggled, and he ran his hand on the mannequin's chest.

The class laughed as they watched Matteo "foreplaying" the mannequin...

"HOLY SHIT!" one of the students looked horrified, pointing at the figure's hip area.

"Ahhh, Matteo!" said one of the female students, "I think you got your mannequin a little too excited." as she mentioned Matto towards its dick.

Matteo came from behind the figure and rotated it by 90 degrees. He crouched beside it and looked shocked.

He raised the mannequin's cock to get a better view, and a long string of white fluid oozed down and hang from the urethra.

Matto reached out a finger to make sure he wasn't imagining...