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Warning: light femdom and bi encouragement themes ahead.
If you do a Google search for America’s most prestigious art schools, Parsons in New York City is a top result. Every year, starry-eyed kids from across the country enroll at the storied institute intent upon realizing their dreams of creative expression. The professors are strict, the workload is legendary, and the dropout rate is high. But these challenges also bond the students together. Helping your classmates achieve their vision is a part of the experience.
Since enrolling at Parsons, Trevor has acted in student films, hung paintings for gallery shows, and, of course, modeled for photoshoots, all while diligently pursuing his own B.A. in graphic design. He loved the comradery. That’s why he didn’t hesitate to say Yes! when Olivia, a pretty photography major, asked for his help with an upcoming project. No questions asked.
The day started like any other. Trevor rolled out of bed, showered, dressed in a white t-shirt and dark jeans, and headed to the corner cafe for his morning Americano. He then hopped the L Train, en route to Olivia’s small but fashionable Bushwick loft.
The door was open when he arrived. All of her furniture had been pushed to the corners of the living room to make space for a queen sized bed wrapped in smokey gray sheets. Olivia’s camera was on a tripod at the foot of the mattress. She was grinding the lens when Trevor walked in.
“Oh you’re here!” she squealed, giving him a gentle hello hug. That’s when Trevor noticed Jake, a blonde crew-cut sculpture major, seated in the corner.
“So boys, the theme of this project is male sexuality,” she said clasping her hands together. “I wanted to put two straight guys in a homoerotic situation and photograph it.” She picked up a shopping bag from the floor and pulled out two pairs of crisp, white Calvin Klein briefs. She tossed them onto the bed. “Change into these and we’ll get started,” she said with a smile.
Trevor and Jake locked eyes, clearly shook by her proposal.
[Thanks for reading! Shoot me a message if you’re interested in writing the part of Olivia. Feel free to either continue the story from where it leaves off or ask any question you have about its themes and trajectory.
It’s important to me that you feel ownership over your side of the story. As such, any of the above should be read as merely suggestions. I want you to decide what Olivia looks like, what her personality is. You can even change her name if you want.
My primary character is Trevor. He’s 5’10 with a thin lean build and short but messy dark hair. He has blue eyes. Despite his skinny physique, he’s fit and toned thanks to a daily running regimen.
I’m flexible on Jake and I want us to share the duty of writing him. I’m envisioning him as taller than Trevor, in the six foot range. He has short blonde hair cropped close to his scalp, brown eyes, sharp feature, and an athletic physique.
Feel free to respond whenever you read this. I’m looking forward to collaborating!]
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