Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 18:06:42 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: My Ballet Troupe Part 1

My Ballet Troupe Part 1

I'm not certain now if I thought of it first or if it was Mum, but there I
was being interviewed by a severe looking lady accompanied by a young man
of startling good looks, he was introduced as their 'Principal Dancer', Mum
said something to me after that she thought he might be something more than
that - though at the time I didn't realise what she meant.  I was only nine
years old.  Anyway, the pair of them came over and examined me carefully, I
was asked to move this way and that while they compared
observations....this went on for quite a while until eventually the lady
seemingly satisfied said to Mum "Well, we can give him a trial....lots of
hard work...if he wants to get anywhere and it all comes down to that -
work and motivation, he appears to have some natural attributes..so we'll
see, yes, I think we can start him evenings - I'll call you when we're
ready?"

That interview took place some six months ago and my how things had
changed, Mum said I even moved differently at home..I was far more poised
and confident.  True, I felt fit and healthy but it was more than that,
much more...I had made lots of wonderful new friends in an unexpected way!

The workouts were strenuous and became more so as I progressed, but I
wasn't alone and was very much aware that I'd need to compete with the
others, about twelve of us, both boys and girls of about my age.
Eventually "Madame" as we called the severe looking lady who had
interviewed me, decided the time was ripe for a costume rehearsal and it
was then that I realised the use to which we were to be put...many
classical works required the presence of Fauns, Fairies, Elves and the
like, so what better use for us?  At first I was shocked at the outfits we
would be wearing...fairies and elves were all sexless of course, so boys
and girls alike were clad in tutus but after my initial reaction...well I
rather liked the feel of the diaphenous material garbing my upper
body...and the tutu, well my legs actually looked rather...'nice' I
supposed and the silky tights I wore, well I rather liked them too!  None
of the other boys seemed to mind either, in fact we seemed to form a sort
of mutual admiration club, I began to notice the occasional gesture here
and there...a hand would brush someone's bottom or perhaps a leg.  When it
happened to me, well I felt rather good about it particularly if it was an
older boy, it all seemed so 'right'!  So the touchings continued, I even
experienced an arm around my waist - no one noticed or commented, for my
part I smiled back at him, he blew me a little kiss, which I thought was
rather nice too.  Something I had noticed about all the boys and
girls...they were all very 'pretty', which I suppose was to be expected,
some I'd even say were quite beautiful and I felt good about being included
among such people...who wouldn't be?

After rehearsals we were mostly quite exhausted, we'd listen to a little
talk from Madame and then make our way to various spots in the dressing
room to talk things over or simply, to sit and relax.  It was after one
such session that I made the discovery that...well friendships were being
established..that I hadn't know about...it was more than just 'touching'.
I'd retired to a corner of the room behind some shelving to just have a
quiet time but someone had beaten me to it, at first I didn't know what
they were doing then fascinated I saw...there was an older boy reclining,
he had stripped off his tights and he'd lifted his tutu but with him, there
was this dark haired youngster about my age, one I knew for his cheeky
grin, this boy was sucking something between the other's legs while at the
same time his hand was doing 'up-and-down' motions between his own thighs.
It hit me at once..they were having sex with each other!  As I watched, the
older boy noticed me rooted there, he grinned "It's great, isn't he
fabulous?  Sexiest boy in class - maybe...and he's sucking me...here take
your tights off and you can join in..come on then, watch how he does it to
himself...it feels really good!"  Numb, I did as instructed and after,
noticed how my penis had sort of stood up by itself "Here, sit here..."
the older boy beckoned, I noticed what an attractive pair they made, the
bigger boy with flowing fair hair and rouged cheeks with the little dark
head bobbing between his thighs...I wondered what the taste would be like
and settled where indicated.  "This is what you do, here I'll start you
off" He was still being sucked by the smaller boy but used his free hand to
slide up and down on my penis...I'd never felt anything so good as that
felt, carefully I held my own tutu out of the way as he masturbated me.

The signs were all there I supposed...we loved wearing our finery to flaunt
our good looks..and there were so many lovely boys, I found them strangely
attractive..but then found that some had special friends but just about
everyone was 'doing' things with someone...now I'd started, I wanted to
join in...hesitant at first I approached another boy, an impudent bright
eyed pixie type..yes he was free as it happened and cautiously I reached a
hand between his legs, he stiffened but didn't back away.  Emboldened I
felt for his penis and began to caress it through the thin material of his
tights, he swallowed hard then flashed me an encouraging smile, I felt a
hand between my own legs...his lips were parted in excitement now "Let's
just do it like this for a bit, it's nice isn't it? I've been watching the
others and was wondering - when you'd make a move on me..yes I've seen the
way you look at me...just do this slowly....ok, now let's find somewhere
nice and quiet."  He led me over to another corner, it was unoccupied and
with shaking hands we removed our tights and he raised his tutu, it somehow
accentuated his nakedness, flimsy clothing above his waist, then the
upraised tutu, and his lovely bare body beneath "You're lovely....look how
hard it is, sticking right up...feels so nice.."  His little fingers were
busy at work on me too "I like boys" he announced, I thought then agreed
"So do I" especially when they look like you...he tittered "You're sexy,
I've been hoping you would come for me and unexpectedly, he leaned forward
and kissed me on the lips.  I was really enjoying this little session we
were having, somehow the ballet costumes made it feel - so right.  "Let's
make it last" my imp of a partner said.....we can do other things later if
you like...yes I've watched the others and have learned a few things
but...just for now, this is lovely".  He had a beatiful penis, I thought so
anyway and I took extra care to fondle it, I'd already discovered that the
gentle touch was best..he seemed to think so too for I received another
kiss.  I thought I was in heaven!  We kept the conversation going while we
masturbated each other, comparing notes on how we felt and somehow, it made
it all feel even better, I began to get a deep down really sexy feeling, it
was doing things to my breathing, his little ripe lips were parted too and
he was staring into my eyes..."Ready....ready...?" He asked. I gulped and
whispered "Yes - whenever you are...." and we hugged each other tight as
the shudders began.