Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2013 10:20:11 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: My Ballet Troupe Part 3

My Ballet Troupe Part 3


Surrounded by lovely boys, often dressed in the sexiest of frilly silks I
suppose I rather took things for granted, casual masturbation in the
dressing room was easily available - and I loved it...often it was
practised while the participants still wore their long-sleeved gloves from
on stage, looking down at my penis I'd see a slender arm encased in satin
rising and falling to pleasure me, an upward glance would reveal a
beautiful face, eyes wide with desire and a sultry smile that said.."Let's
enjoy each other - I think you're pretty too", if it were one of my regular
friends I'd maybe suck his penis - my head bobbing daintily between his
slender thighs.  The girls had their own dressing room but on stage...there
was no way we could distinguish between the sexes, which is what led to my
confusion.  Late one evening I was making my way down the corridor, motion
within an adjoining room caught my eye, I paused out of curiosity and there
was Mr Lawrence our Principal Dancer hips moving in a slow rhythm, he was
clutching the waist of some figure bent over a table.  Now, I'd heard of
the sex act...and new what it involved so fully expected his partner to be
one of the older girls...but the position seemed all wrong and peering
intently the truth hit me...Mr Lawrence was having intercourse with...one
of the older boys!  Yes, I could just glimpse the firm buttocks and briefly
I could make out a penis probing in and out between the cheeks...just then
Mr Lawrence turned and saw me.  Not missing a stroke, he merely smiled,
then put a finger to his lips...it was enough, I grinned at him and hurried
on my way.

Briefly, I wondered what Madame would make of this...or the routine acts in
her dressing room...then realised that...she must know, of course she had
to know..and Mr Lawrence probably knew too, so obviously they didn't mind.
I thought about this and could see how the situation could be to Madame's
advantage...it would make for a very close-knit community...and this meant
that probably the girls too were, well I wasn't sure what they'd do with
each other.  What I'd seen certainly made sense to me now, it explained my
fascination for those ripe buttocks so casually flaunted, I'd loved
fondling them even as I held the boy's penis, and now a whole new horizon
had appeared...boys with lovely bottoms were all round me...but what to do
about it?

A couple of days later I stumbled upon them, almost literally.  Lying
tucked away was a fair haired older boy, naked from the waist down, leaning
back on his elbows, he looked up at me with a gloating grin - and I
recognised him as the visitor, the one whom Mr Lawrence had bent over that
table.  The reason for his gloating grin became obvious, a dark haired imp
turned his head away from the boy's lap to give me a sultry smile...the
object of his attention had been the long thin penis dripping with
saliva...I nodded politely as one did in that place and moved on, but I
couldn't get that scene out of my mind, or the previous scenario.  My turn
came sooner than expected because next day after full dress rehearsals, I'd
just cleansed the make up from my face and was bending to examine the
result, when I thrilled to the feel of a hand exploring my buttocks...I
knew that they were exposed because having removed my tights the tutu hid
nothing!  Which was of course intentional on my part, I enjoyed being
groped.  In the mirror I glimpsed my admirer - it was that fair haired
youth with the delicate features and sulky lips, "Mmmmm you certainly feel
good...how about some fun...something like....well, wait and see....but you
really are pretty...so - want to give it a try?"  Having my buttocks
fondled by another boy had the desired effect, I began to stiffen, sensing
this he felt round in front between my legs.."You don't have to come with
me...we can just do this if you like..."  I made up my mind, I could guess
where we'd be going!  So I nodded and with a husky voice told him it would
be fine by me...and I'd give it a try!

Sure enough, he led me to the same room I'd seen them in, he had a key
probably provided by Mr Lawrence, this time he shut the door behind us.  He
was carrying something...then I recognised it as a jar of that cleansing
cream we all used to remove make up...I wondered why.  He paused and
examined me consideringly "So, it's to be your first time is it?  You know
what I want to do with you, don't you?  Anything else would be a
waste...just look at those lovely legs, and your beautiful bottom...I'll
use the stuff in this jar to get you ready..or do you want us to fool
around a bit first?"  I answered that I was feeling randy enough already,
in fact I was feeling rather excited...he could go ahead whenever he
wanted.  That was it, I felt fingers at my rear and first one then a couple
more were slid up inside, I felt my hole being stretched and realised, he
was using that cream, it was soothing and at the same time sexy.
Eventually he was satisfied and told me we were ready, glancing round I saw
his long this penis erect and pressed flat against his tummy telling me to
relax, he bent me over the table.  I felt him prodding between my cheeks
and tried to relax as I'd been told then it changed, I was being stretched
and stretched as never before, it stung and I said so.  He paused then must
have twisted while pushing it in because the burning eased and instead, I
had this lovely full feeling - I could feel it moving up inside me.
"There, gorgeous...I'm all the way in, how's it feel now?"  I'd caught my
breath by then and told him I wasn't sure...it had hurt a bit but now, it
was a funny sort of hurting...and exciting too...did he want to start?

Yes, he certainly did want to start but was gentle and
methodical...obviously Mr Lawrence had set a good examle....I started to
feel dreamy because of the way he rocked my body to and fro...I decided I
liked it...yes, it was certainly very nice and another thing that got to me
was...I'd made him so excited, I could actually hear him panting..perhaps I
enjoyed that bit the most?  It was hard to say, but he was clutching my
hips so very tight, he was muttering too "God you're lovely...so
tight...and so beautiful...can't get over your legs...smooth, lovely
shape...you're an angel...don't want to cum yet...need to make it
last...enjoy you properly" My erection had gone down when he entered me but
now it was sort of up again, maybe it was his words, I don't know but
whatever it was I felt myself shudder...and a tiny trickle came from my
penis...he sensed it and exclaimed "Oh well done....you can have as many of
those as you like this way...."  It was strange because I hadn't cum the
way I did when masturbating or even being sucked...this was something
new...and I told him so. "Oh yes, it does feel very different doing this
and you're lucky, you really enjoy it...you'll enjoy doing it to someone
else too...now there's Cyril, he's the kid you saw me with - he sucks
beautifully and loves doing it, he loves this too and I know he'll let you
try doing him...do you fancy him at all?"  I said yes, I'd always enjoyed
watching him in the dressing room and thought him rather attractive...would
he really let me...?"  "Oh yes, he'll let you...so long as you keep telling
him how pretty he is but don't ever forget to use that cream
stuff...now...I think I'm about to cum...shouldn't have been talking about
it...ready my darling?"  His voice was trembling and he was short of
breath, then he began to shudder, and kept on, as he plunged in and out of
me I noticed a change, a slippery warmth and a squelching sound.  "Oh God,
I've cum inside you and it's now everywhere but wow that was
lovely.....what a first time....fantastic!"

I returned to the dressing room, as if nothing had happened, I didn't get
away with it.  Someone's beady eye detected it, the stream of fluid running
down the back of one thigh "Hey, someone must like you - an awful lot..."
I didn't care!