Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 18:06:42 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: My Ballet Troupe Part 1 My Ballet Troupe Part 1 I'm not certain now if I thought of it first or if it was Mum, but there I was being interviewed by a severe looking lady accompanied by a young man of startling good looks, he was introduced as their 'Principal Dancer', Mum said something to me after that she thought he might be something more than that - though at the time I didn't realise what she meant. I was only nine years old. Anyway, the pair of them came over and examined me carefully, I was asked to move this way and that while they compared observations....this went on for quite a while until eventually the lady seemingly satisfied said to Mum "Well, we can give him a trial....lots of hard work...if he wants to get anywhere and it all comes down to that - work and motivation, he appears to have some natural attributes..so we'll see, yes, I think we can start him evenings - I'll call you when we're ready?" That interview took place some six months ago and my how things had changed, Mum said I even moved differently at home..I was far more poised and confident. True, I felt fit and healthy but it was more than that, much more...I had made lots of wonderful new friends in an unexpected way! The workouts were strenuous and became more so as I progressed, but I wasn't alone and was very much aware that I'd need to compete with the others, about twelve of us, both boys and girls of about my age. Eventually "Madame" as we called the severe looking lady who had interviewed me, decided the time was ripe for a costume rehearsal and it was then that I realised the use to which we were to be put...many classical works required the presence of Fauns, Fairies, Elves and the like, so what better use for us? At first I was shocked at the outfits we would be wearing...fairies and elves were all sexless of course, so boys and girls alike were clad in tutus but after my initial reaction...well I rather liked the feel of the diaphenous material garbing my upper body...and the tutu, well my legs actually looked rather...'nice' I supposed and the silky tights I wore, well I rather liked them too! None of the other boys seemed to mind either, in fact we seemed to form a sort of mutual admiration club, I began to notice the occasional gesture here and there...a hand would brush someone's bottom or perhaps a leg. When it happened to me, well I felt rather good about it particularly if it was an older boy, it all seemed so 'right'! So the touchings continued, I even experienced an arm around my waist - no one noticed or commented, for my part I smiled back at him, he blew me a little kiss, which I thought was rather nice too. Something I had noticed about all the boys and girls...they were all very 'pretty', which I suppose was to be expected, some I'd even say were quite beautiful and I felt good about being included among such people...who wouldn't be? After rehearsals we were mostly quite exhausted, we'd listen to a little talk from Madame and then make our way to various spots in the dressing room to talk things over or simply, to sit and relax. It was after one such session that I made the discovery that...well friendships were being established..that I hadn't know about...it was more than just 'touching'. I'd retired to a corner of the room behind some shelving to just have a quiet time but someone had beaten me to it, at first I didn't know what they were doing then fascinated I saw...there was an older boy reclining, he had stripped off his tights and he'd lifted his tutu but with him, there was this dark haired youngster about my age, one I knew for his cheeky grin, this boy was sucking something between the other's legs while at the same time his hand was doing 'up-and-down' motions between his own thighs. It hit me at once..they were having sex with each other! As I watched, the older boy noticed me rooted there, he grinned "It's great, isn't he fabulous? Sexiest boy in class - maybe...and he's sucking me...here take your tights off and you can join in..come on then, watch how he does it to himself...it feels really good!" Numb, I did as instructed and after, noticed how my penis had sort of stood up by itself "Here, sit here..." the older boy beckoned, I noticed what an attractive pair they made, the bigger boy with flowing fair hair and rouged cheeks with the little dark head bobbing between his thighs...I wondered what the taste would be like and settled where indicated. "This is what you do, here I'll start you off" He was still being sucked by the smaller boy but used his free hand to slide up and down on my penis...I'd never felt anything so good as that felt, carefully I held my own tutu out of the way as he masturbated me. The signs were all there I supposed...we loved wearing our finery to flaunt our good looks..and there were so many lovely boys, I found them strangely attractive..but then found that some had special friends but just about everyone was 'doing' things with someone...now I'd started, I wanted to join in...hesitant at first I approached another boy, an impudent bright eyed pixie type..yes he was free as it happened and cautiously I reached a hand between his legs, he stiffened but didn't back away. Emboldened I felt for his penis and began to caress it through the thin material of his tights, he swallowed hard then flashed me an encouraging smile, I felt a hand between my own legs...his lips were parted in excitement now "Let's just do it like this for a bit, it's nice isn't it? I've been watching the others and was wondering - when you'd make a move on me..yes I've seen the way you look at me...just do this slowly....ok, now let's find somewhere nice and quiet." He led me over to another corner, it was unoccupied and with shaking hands we removed our tights and he raised his tutu, it somehow accentuated his nakedness, flimsy clothing above his waist, then the upraised tutu, and his lovely bare body beneath "You're lovely....look how hard it is, sticking right up...feels so nice.." His little fingers were busy at work on me too "I like boys" he announced, I thought then agreed "So do I" especially when they look like you...he tittered "You're sexy, I've been hoping you would come for me and unexpectedly, he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I was really enjoying this little session we were having, somehow the ballet costumes made it feel - so right. "Let's make it last" my imp of a partner said.....we can do other things later if you like...yes I've watched the others and have learned a few things but...just for now, this is lovely". He had a beatiful penis, I thought so anyway and I took extra care to fondle it, I'd already discovered that the gentle touch was best..he seemed to think so too for I received another kiss. I thought I was in heaven! We kept the conversation going while we masturbated each other, comparing notes on how we felt and somehow, it made it all feel even better, I began to get a deep down really sexy feeling, it was doing things to my breathing, his little ripe lips were parted too and he was staring into my eyes..."Ready....ready...?" He asked. I gulped and whispered "Yes - whenever you are...." and we hugged each other tight as the shudders began.