Date: Wed, 21 Aug 2013 10:04:00 +1000 From: Paul Hart 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?