Date: Wed, 21 Aug 2013 10:04:00 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: My Ballet Troupe Part 2

My Ballet Troupe Part 2


Of course, now I'd been sort of 'initiated' I took more notice of what went
on, obviously we kids had been sellected for our looks as well as talent,
the result was that we formed a group of graceful, lovely children, it was
hard to tell the girls from the boys though the former tended to keep to
themselves, we dressed alike on stage and during rehearsals the only
difference being (I thought) was that the boys seemed somehow....more
appealing...I wasn't interested in the girls except as potential dance
partners.  I particularly loved the scenes in the dressing room of course,
now I'd made first contact so to speak I knew what signs to look for, the
casual caress, the whispers then the casual move to secluded corners where
dimly bodies could be seen pressed close together...the rule seemed to be
that you pretended not to notice.  What made things even more exciting were
the variations in costume, dress rehearsals would see us dressed as wraith
like elves then as dainty fauns, then we'd be fairies - all frills and lacy
stuff.  Naturally being in the midst of all this after we'd come off stage
and were winding down offered plenty of opportunity, in fact I wasn't at
first fully aware of what was on offer.  Of course, now and again I and my
cute little friend would decide it was time to have a bit of fun and we'd
get down to some serious mutual masturbation...I still thought it was
terrific and by then our kissing had become more expert - and frequent, it
was so exciting, looking into his lovely face as I felt his fingers
searching for my penis then I in turn finding him stiff and hard, waiting
for me.  We would smile in secret understanding and softly set to work on
one another...we were very good at it, we'd assess just how far the partner
was getting along with his arousal - and then we'd moderate the pace, just
to prolong things. It also made the experience more enjoyable, stringing it
out like that, a couple of times one or the other would softly beg, "Let me
cum, please let me cum!"  and then it was up to the other to decide,
whether to prolong it further...or to give in and enjoy the release, a
delicious torment it could be too!

I suppose the change began when I started to notice the cute little
bottoms..I mean once off stage the first things to be shed were our tights,
probably for comfort but more often I suspected - for display.  Boys would
wander around half naked, tutus or other garments barely concealing their
loins...it was very erotic but when I caught a slim dark boy removing his
make up, my fascination grew, he'd had to lean forward into the mirror of
course and as he did so, his tutu rose, framing the perfect form globes of
his little buttocks...I wanted to reach out to fondle them there and then,
I stared helplessly and as I did so, felt myself growing hard and the way I
was dressed, it showed!  Of course the object of my attention had been
observing me too - in the mirror but had pretended to be otherwise
occupied...but he'd noticed the direction of my gaze alright, for as he
turned, he leaned back against the table, his own penis erect with
excitement.  "What were you looking at then....did you like it?" I didn't
know what to say, except "That was very nice, you looked terrific...let's
talk about it...in a corner...can we, please?"  He sighed in pretend
exasperation and gestured with his pretty little head, then led the way.  I
followed, eyes riveted to his swaying buttocks. Having gained our privacy,
I reached round for a feel while with the other hand, I fingered his penis,
he looked up at me lips parted expectantly and I duly obliged with a
lingering kiss...this slender dark haired boy was exciting...beautiful fine
features and those twin globes I was now fondling...I knew my breathing was
getting heavy but I managed to get out "You're very attractive,
sexy..lovely body...and to think I only just noticed you!"  He giggled
"Well you're making up for it now aren't you...and I like it, when you
stroke me there, makes me feel all ...sexy".  Shortly after, I too had
hands on my buttocks as my new friend returned the favour, he commented
"Done any more yet?  I mean other than what we're doing now?  There's other
ways of having fun with someone....but I don't know too much about
it....you know "sucking"...that sounds nice...but then there's "fucking"
too...not sure about that.."  Neither was I.

After a couple of sessions we'd just broken off a kiss when I decided to go
for it "I'll suck you now if you like....ready?"  He was ready alright and
lifted his tutu for me, I sank to my knees and clasped his twin globes
behind, I couldn't resist a fondle first, then parting my lips, I set to
work.  His head was beautifully smooth textured, it tasted very slightly
salty and I began to enjoy what I was doing...then slowly he began to
thrust back and forth in my mouth, his hands clasping my head "It's
beautiful...it really is....I never imagined...I'll have to do you
after...it's marvelous...."  I removed him from my mouth then began running
my tongue up and down, covering him in little kisses, drawing back I looked
up at the boy "You know, it made me feel, so close...to you when I was
doing that...have a go" Obligingly the little beauty sank to the floor and
took me in his mouth, gingerely at first, then with enthusiasm, he looked
up at me with puppy dog eyes as my penis became engulfed between his lips,
my fingers twined in his hair....."That's it, that's enough...or I'll be
filling your mouth with sticky stuff.."  Reluctantly it seemed, he pulled
back and standing together we resumed out masturbation.  I don't know what
prompted me, but as I fondled him, I let a finger explore beneath his
cleft, there I found his clenched opening, briefly he relaxed as I circled
it...and in slipped my finger...he tensed and shuddered "Oh my
God....that's what happens....do it some more..."  I needed no
encouragement, I now concentrated on giving him finger as he squirmed
delightfully...with my other hand I was still masturbating him when
suddenly, his slim penis erupted and he sank against me...I could only
mutter as I too began to cum "That's it beautiful, my lovely...oh you are a
darling....so pretty, and such a lovely ...bottom" It sounded funny but he
did have a lovely bottom, I mean we all did of course because of the
excercise but...he seemed to have that extra sexy something, the way the
rip globes jutted...by instinct it seemed..I was on the right path...but
how to find out more?  I was pretty certain that we'd both be in line for
some fantastic fun...if only we knew what to do...meanwhile there was no
hurry, I now had two delightful partners that I could fool around
with...and knew, there were probably more!  Looking round the dressing
room, I could see the tell tale signs, boys tucked away in corners eyes
only for their partners, a few unattached individualls looking on with
amused tolerance....but I needed advice, where to find it?