Date: Thu, 9 Jan 2014 15:24:30 +1100
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: Ballet Troupe Part 8

Ballet Troupe Part 8


I had sat through the dress rehearsals with a critical mind and an eye for
detail...my conclusion was that for a provincial company, the production
had potential...it was really quite pleasing and more than justified the
time out I'd taken to detour on my way to London, truth be told....I was
curious, rarely had I seen such a motivated young cast in action.  Pensive,
I politely asked the director if my presence back stage would represent an
intrusion...there was that curious hesitation at first then she briefly
sized me up before suggesting we go together.

It's amazing really, you can go back stage anywhere on earth and - it's
always the same or similar...you avoid tripping on things.  This was
slightly different, oh yes I did have to step carefully but instead of the
usual excited buzz of voices I heard only a quiet murmur "They're um...just
relaxing, unwinding" my guide informed me.  Obviously no one knew we were
coming..and what a scene it was! Immediately before me a lad with flaming
red hair had abruptly swatted a questing hand from his thigh "I know what
you want Terrence and you're not going to get it, so there!"  The offender
looked despondent and turned away, in doing so he caught sight of me - and
froze.  His erstwhile victim noticed the change and turned, he too froze
"It's you....oh I'm sorry...so sorry Sir....I didn't know...I mean I
shouldn't stare...sort of I'm all confused...this sounds terrible doesn't
it?"  I noticed the boy's lovely build and typical dancer's legs, buttocks
jutting...without thinking I put a comforting arm round him, huge eyes
fluttered lashes up at me....and I have a thing about green-eyed boys....By
then I noticed a change in activity, some of the boys had paired off and
had been embracing but were now furtively separating, some looking
guilty....this would never do.

Without removing my arm from the willowy red head I quietly addressed the
group.."Yes, you all probably recognise me...I came here this evening out
of curiosity and had a lovely surprise, I asked your director here if I
could come round and perhaps thank you for the performance you gave...I was
wondering what it was that inspired you so much on stage...and look what
I've found....some lovely boys, some with those special friendships you
sometimes form...and looking at you frankly I'm jealous of your
partners....that's all I want to say except that I know...there's a very
good way to unwind after a performance...and I hope you won't let my
interruption disturb you!"  There was a relieved titter all round and hands
shyly began reaching out to partners.  I glanced down at my little red head
"What, no one to have fun with?  Don't you like boys then?"  He flushed
crimson "Well yes, I do...and I like watching them do it too...I'd love to
but I've been sort of holding off...yes, seems silly but I don't like being
grabbed...you know, I want it to be...sort of special."  He really was a
lovely boy and it was about then that he realised that I might be
interested....his huge eyes widened further but instead of drawing away, he
snuggled further into my arm.  Neither of us said anything, there was no
need, I really had the hots for the boy so turning to their director I
asked her "Is there perhaps somewhere we could go..in private that is..I
know it's a cheek but maybe, I could return a favour in some way?"  Of
course there was no problem and I let her lead the way, taking my blushing
little red head by the hand...behind us I heard a concerted "Ooooooh,
wow.....that's quick work!"

Alone with him I was blunt "Have you been kissed before?"  He shook his
head, looking at those lips of his I thought "What a waste!" and taking him
by the chin I bent my head to his uplifted face, clumsily at first he
responded, then I felt him start to relax, he was becoming used to having a
male lover.  With our lips still pressed together I eased his lace blouse
from his shoulder, he had that lovely creamy skin typical of many red heads
and I drew the garment down further, exposing a nipple...with an arm around
that willowy waist I pressed him closer then let my lips brush his exposed
shoulder, with my tongue I traced a path to that nipple...and felt him
shudder as it touched, he was ready.  It is a knack you develop, easing a
boy out of his tights...he was wonderfully erect as I finished, simply
standing there gazing up at me as if hypnotised while his chest rose and
fell.  Reaching round behind the boy I cupped his buttocks in both my hands
and softly began to caress them....until as if by accident I let a finger
stray....as it penetrated I felt his whole body shudder "Ready for me are
you sweetheart?"  I asked.  Husky voiced he answered "I sort of guess...I
always have been...I know what you're going to do to me, I've watched the
others often enough but ... have you anything to...help it go in....?"  Of
course I had something with me and with his cooperation we made sure he'd
be comfortable.  Now, this was his first time...and I was really taken with
the boy...I wanted full body contact..the best way of achieving that was to
lay him on his side with upper leg raised as I penetrated him from below
and to the rear.  Carefully I adjusted our positions, angles had to be just
right too so when I began to press against his sphincter, there's be only
minimum discomfort.  The little beauty caught his breath...."Relax my
darling, relax!"  I whispered, he whimpered briefly, then I was in,
slipping up between his satin thighs, carefully pausing in my progress only
to resume until, pressing him tightly against my body, I knew I had
penetrated the boy all the way.

He was gasping and catching his breath meanwhile, I of course now had the
luxury of allowing my hands to roam the boy's sweet body, I felt for his
erection, it had subsided while I'd been stretching his anus but I knew
he'd still be feeling randy and set to work masturbating him erect once
more, having achieved that I carefully began to fuck him "Oh wow!" he
gasped "So this is what it's like...no wonder the others are - at it so
often...careful please...yes it does hurt a bit but it's got me feeling all
excited too...wonderful feeling..and you're in all the way too?"  I assured
him I was up as far as I could go...and now I was going to do him a bit
faster...God he was tight, a lovely fuck and the thing about these dancing
boys is...they all have the most beautifully formed buttocks!  Trouble was
of course while fucking one in this position you can't really get a proper
feel...you content yourself instead with fondling thighs and breasts...not
a bad deal all the same!  Now back to my red head, would his prostate be in
the usual position?  I decided to leave it a bit longer while I enjoyed the
fuck...occasionally he mutter something like "If only I'd known what it was
like...all those noises they made...thought they were doing it to tease, I
mean I know I'm panting but..WHAT WAS THAT!?"  I had brushed his prostate,
I did so again, then again, the slender boy began to writhe and twist, now
he was moaning...loudly...it sounded so sexy that I too began to
climax.....I noticed he was out of control by then so when I released my
load, he never noticed.  It was only later when he'd subsided that he
stared bewildered at the sticky stuff trickling down his long
legs..."That's you...you're coming out of me aren't you....oh wow....all
that stuff - you must have enjoyed it...I know I did!" And he turned to
bury his face in my chest as I teased his curls...."Yes" I thought to
myself....."I'll need to talk to his director....I have a place for this
lad, literally!".

As soon as we entered the activity in the dressing room froze, bodies posed
in all sorts of erotic attitudes greeted my eyes, from the delicately
spread thighs with tousled head buried between them to hands touching toes
as others took their turn....then, noticing him half naked, there came a
universal "Ooooh, wow!!"  and remarks such as "So who got lucky then?"  All
mixed with delighted giggles, that out of the way, they resumed their
activities and the air became thick again with the sounds and scent of sex
as the lovely little boys disported themselves before us.  "Think you'll
miss this my darling?"  I asked. The reply was prompt "Not if you promise
to keep giving me more of the same we had just know!"  And he gave a
delicious shudder as his hand reached for mine.