Date: Thu, 5 Sep 2013 14:51:26 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: My Ballet Troupe Part 7

My Ballet Troupe Part 7

Rehearsals were intensive, some of the day was given over to school
curicula - then afternoons and early evenings were devoted to ballet.  It
was tiring, even for us but, we loved dancing so it was scarcely surprising
that even in our spare time we continued to practice, but as for me, well
there was another incentive...it was the costume.  We young boys were
usually called upon to play the part of sprites, nymphs - what have you -
as I've said previously and the classic costume for these roles would
inevitably incorporate a frilly long sleeved blouse of gossamer-like
substances and...a short tutu.  Now the thing about the tutu is that in
essence, it is no more than an ultra short skirt that juts out
horizontally, it imparts a delightfully graceful effect and furthermore...a
boy may as well be naked from the waist down, oh yes we are given tights,
these of course are form fitting so really conceal nothing...which is why,
given any chance at all - I'll find an excuse to watch a rehearsal - even
when not performing.  I mean the girls are graceful too but in their own
way, it was the boys I preferred, with their leaner, harder bodies, the
deliciously firm spheres of their buttocks and the bulges between their
legs and they were just as beautiful. Julian and I wore makeup for full
rehearsals but so did the girls and I knew that even without it, Julian was
strikingly beautiful...he sat beside me now, I had an arm round him while
we eyed off the assembled talent, both were excited and I knew that after -
we'd be pleasuring one another in some discreet corner...a penis is so
convenient really, there's so much that you can do with it - if you are as
skilled as we are and if you have time on your hands, you can extend the
pleasure for hours - literally.

Rehearsals were over and we two were tucked away, each softly fondling the
other's penis while in low tones we discussed the relative attributes of
respective boys..Julian confessed to having had an eye on one particular
blond "He looks sexy...something about him, don't know what but, you know,
I began to think of him...fucking me...only pretend mind you but...it's
made me randy...what did you think?"  I told him that I tended to agree but
I hadn't seen his penis yet...only in the distance when another boy had it
out and was handling it...the light had been too bad - I might enjoy
finding out though - would he like me to try?  I received a dig in the
ribs. It was an important question though...we set great store by the size
and shape of a boy's penis...something could be long but it had to be
slender, tapering elegantly, when erect it had to lookwell, like something
you would like in your mouth - or up between your buttocks....yes we boys
knew exactly what we liked.  Julian and I were getting quite excited, our
discussion had ignited things, I'd been visualizing him spread out while
the object of his attention held his legs high in the air..while I watched
as Julian enjoyed it...I needed him badly and said so, he gave me a knowing
look and said "Oh yes...you think I'll do then do you..are you sure now?"
I took him by the hand, grabbed some cream from the dresser and headed down
the corridor.

Safely behind the door we slowed down and grinned at each other with
relief....now we could relax and I took my time undressing him...as his
penis sprang out I again admired it, thin and hooked upward when erect it
begged to be fondled....I looked at Julian "It's very nice...lovely..feels
good too,,,still thinking of him...fucking you?"  Julian gulped and said
"Yes, it turns me on, he's not as good looking as you really but it's just
the thought I find exciting and, I've been thinking...let's pretend a group
of men have got me..in one of those public toilets...what do you think
they'll do with me?"  By now I was breathless with excitement imagining the
scene "Here, place your hands on the wall and lean forward, stick your arse
out..you're offering it to them...and the first one is coming
in....there...Oh God, you're a beauty!"  Julian bore it with eyes
closed... probably imagining the real thing...being gang raped...but I was
gentle....all the same I rather liked that position and the way Julian made
himself available.....and then when I'd done with him, I noticed it, the
way my sperm began to trickle down the back of his thighs...oh wow, what a
sight...so sexy!

Well, I certainly couldn't get enough of Julian and knew I was a very lucky
boy, there was however something I missed, it was a while since I myself
had been fucked, I rather enjoyed when another boy penetrated me and began
to wonder, would Julian be willing?  I thought of his penis, its slim
length and elegant shape and decided 'yes' I really wanted it up me and the
thought of him doing it...wow, it was a turn-on!  So, I carefully steered
the conversation round to the topic, Julian confessed that he suspected he
might be one of those that simply needed to be fucked...which was awkward
because while I loved to fuck him, I occasionally felt the need to be
fucked myself.  Julian gave it some thought then brightened "I know...you
were being fucked by that visitor..he's still around isn't he...I mean I
won't mind if now and again you let him...but I really, really don't want
you doing it to him...or to anyone else..." and he nuzzled my shoulder.  So
that was it, easily fixed, two days later I sighed with release as a penis
gently probed and then slid up me, he was good at it too..the occasional
brush with the prostate delivered sudden thrills with that deep sexy
feeling you get at the same time and he evidently enjoyed the chance to be
at me again.  It was a pleasant role reversal, playing the passive partner,
simpering and whimpering with desire, I must have shown my appreciation
very clearly for surprise surprise, after he'd pulled out, he hesitated
then asked me to stay where I was because....."Well, um...I
think...I'm...getting hard again...er yes.....oh boy, am I glad you decided
to let us take up again...I mean with that luscious friend of yours keeping
you busy, I wasn't expecting but....look, OH God I'm up again...you ready
then?"

After, we kissed and separated, I returned to Julian...he raised an eyebrow
and pointed to the time "I was getting worried....you didn't fuck him did
you?"  I could see he was genuinely anxious.  "No sweety, I didn't but what
took so long was that...well he scored a double...he seemed to enjoy
himself!"  Julian was relieved but looked indignant "Well then...you
haven't done that with me for a while now..just remember..next time I want
seconds too...don't you fancy me?"  and he began darting those sly looks
from the corner of his eye as his long lashes fluttered...if I hadn't just
cum twice from being fucked, I'd have raced off with him there and then.
For now, a lingering kiss sufficed. I looked at his lovely face and really
couldn't think of doing it with anyone else.....anyway, time to get
ready...dress rehearsal...it would be nice seeing those other lovelies in
their tights and tutus but really, there was only one boy I was interested
in!  Julian was btreathtakingly lovely in his skin fitting tights and
gossamer long sleeved blouse, rouged sheeks and shining eyes, full red
lips...smiling for me with sideways glances and then...the way his buttocks
projected, nothing left to the imagination!  Something told me that - I was
very, very lucky!