Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2012 10:02:02 -0700 (PDT) From: D One Subject: Being Watched They were watching. Benny liked being watched. He danced in the living room at the age of three while adults laughed and saw his imitations of singers he had seen. He played little league, always playing better when the stands had onlookers, be they family or someone else's family. The school stage found him in plays, musicals, talent shows and jazz band performances. Spring, summer and fall offered him the opportunity to strip to the waist, as he enjoyed the glances his defined torso attracted. Parades offered another venue for him to ride floats, march in bands, hold flags. But high school ended. Adults no longer pinched his cheeks or commented on his cute butt. Walking shirtless across campus didn't offer him the same satisfaction though that didn't deter him from doing it. Wearing the smallest pair of Speedos at the pool or beach while his friends wore baggy jams didn't either but he did that too. Sex offered him a new stage. The half lit rooms behind bars, pride parades in nearby larger cities and orgies enabled him to give and get physical satisfaction while others watched, saw and participated. It wasn't enough. He thought of modeling, getting into porn films. "You don't want to do that if you want a career" the two lawyers told him after a weekend of unbridled sexual games. The naked twister game at the party had nicely transformed into their first night together and subsequent weekend of unclothed existence despite visitors and other non sex related activities. Benny, reluctantly dressing to leave wrote down the name of a "special" place he was told about. The building was a sex club, a kinky one. Men of all ages and sizes were round the darkened environment. Some were engaged in the usual sexual activities that Benny had learned about at an early age. Others played with rubber toys, inserting and sliding them in appropriate places. Then there was a room where many sat around on levels watching the center area. There were racks, tables, toys and men in leather. Benny was aroused but not so much about the leather, the kinky practices or the aroma of sweat and sperm...but the lights, the attention the crowd paid to whoever was doing whatever to others. He stood and moved when one of the men asked for volunteers. His clothing fell away like leaves in the wind. "What are you into?" the man asked in a quieter voice. "Anything Sir" he said already playing the part. "Golden showers?" "Yes Sir" "Shaving?" "Yes Sir" "Flogging?" "Yes Sir" Benny's cock was rock hard. He heard comments, laughter, and applause as it rose in response. The man in leather thought it was in response to his words, but Benny knew it was to arouse those that watched him. "You quit pizza job?" Gary one of the classmates asked as they sat on the bench enjoying the sun despite the cooler temperatures. Benny smiled as he lay back on the bench, arms spread, his now smooth body warming in the rays. "Yea got a new one. You should come. We do shows Thursday through Sunday..Wed too sometimes." He said He was officially a performer now. His time in the lights garnered applause and personal offers. He considered some of them but only the ones that required him to be with many others. Performing for one person never appealed to him. "What kid of show is it?" Benny swelled as his brain remembered the audience from the night before. "Sex mostly but more then that, experiments, toys, demonstrations" he said without hesitancy. He wasn't sure if Gary was gay or not or even tolerated perverted games. Garyreplied "from the looks of your boner you like it. Hell I'd like to see that" Benny didn't know if his classmate meant his erection he wanted to see or the show. Either way the answer was appropriate. "Come on down. We have a show tonight, should be good. Fridays' are always fun and afterwards we can do a show of our own" Benny liked the guy. His body was nice, he looked very straight and the idea of having sex with him in the maze room while others watched or joined in was nice. "See you then" Gary grabbed his tee shirt and patted Benny's aroused area of his jeans. Benny saw people walking nearby looking. He liked being watched.