Date: Sun, 1 Sep 2013 21:55:22 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: My Ballet Troupe Part 6 My Ballet Troupe Part 6 "Was I alright?" Anxiously Julian looked up at me, I'd just helped to clean up the mess I'd made in him, it seemed to have trickled everywhere and I thought some more had just oozed from between his buttocks, it had been a lengthy session though and there were the natural consequences, suddenly he farted and looked startled...he farted again...he was mortified until I explained.....lovers like us were subject to the laws of nature, my penis had acted like a piston within and inevitably, had compressed air inside, which was now escaping! It sobered us up somewhat but I remained euphoric, in fact we exhanged kisses again until the sight of his nakedness began to do things to me once more, I tried to ignore it but he noticed, besides he too was again erect "We're a terrible pair aren't we, my beautiful, my lovely...?" He gave me one of his seductive sidelong gazes and pouted "Well, aren't you going to, to - take advantage of me then? He was idly playing with his penis. Look, I'm half undressed and all alone with you...I can think of some people who woould know exactly what to do with me!" So could I, those sulky lips of his and sultry gaze...did things to me, there's nothing more erotic than watching a lovely boy masturbate as he looks at you. I reached between his legs and savoured the soft skin encasing the rigid little shaft, then began to think, there were cushions around...so I explained what I had in mind...his eyes shone. "Then - you'll be using me, just like a little girl! That's going to be fun....so lets just spread these here...hope I'm 'girly' enough for you?" I assured thim that in fact he was far more pretty than the girls we had in the school - sexier too, or so I thought. So there he lay, pretty head turned to the side and eyes closed in anticipation, his legs were drawn up and parted, a slender penis fully erect at their junction, all I needed to do was grip each leg behind the knee and lift slightly...as I did so his entrance became visible, it was merely a matter of shuffling forward on my knees and gently letting my own penis probe...it took several goes but I enjoyed it...finding the target this way was fun, as I reached it, he drew in breath...the pretty dear lay quietly otherwise as I began to penetrate him...then he muttered "Oh, gogeous...this could be a habit you know...how will you manage that?" I myself leaned forward pressing our lower bodies together "With pleasure I'd imagine......if you knew how lovely you looked, now this one, it's going to last longer...'cause I've already cum - you sure it will be alright?" He looked at me now and sighed "It's blissy...sheer bliss...you know, I feel like, I'm really yours? Having you inside like this...I feel I sort of own you...you're doing this to me...and enjoying me...you don't know..oh I love it...I just want to be...beautiful for you...does it feel nice? I've always wanted to have someone like you, as my boyfriend...well 'lover' really and I think you'll be the one...if you like that is....it's such a relief, all those men with their tongues hanging out (and sometimes other things too) as they looked me over, trouble was...I enjoyed it sometimes but I resisted...they weren't right for me..it was very hard, so I want to make up for it, understand? I want this regularly..." I tried it and found that by craning down I was able to kiss the boy. At once, his arms went around me...tightly entwined we continued copulating, the sensation heightened by our visual contact, somehow being able to look into your partner's eyes as you are fucking them really makes it special and beneath me I had a lovely set of delicate features combined with a lithe dancer's young body. Gosh, he was tight. Next day, Julian admitted to a sore anus, nothing severe so we confined ourselves to kissing and cuddling - that was ok in the dressing room of course where most of the boys idulged in similar behaviour, even to the extent of discreet mutual masturbation. In fact, as we sat with arms around each other it was fun to watch...pretty erotic too since the boys as a whole were rather attractive. Inevitably our hands strayed between each others legs, we spread them wider and leaned back slightly to relish the feel, he had small hands and they barely reached around me but his touch was wonderful - I had to kiss him every now and again. There was this game that they played...you had to be erect of course but every now and again pairs or even solo performers would seek the center of the dressing room and perform a short dance..we loved that, strangely enough it was the solo acts that sometimes turned us on the most, there the dancer would often gracefully stroke himself during the performance. So then, with hands busy in each other's laps we watched one of these solos...fascinated by what the boy was doing with himself, the graceful movements of his body and the erotic play of his hand on penis....who needed porn movies in this setting? The solo over, I looked at Julian, who nodded, both were familiar with the routine and both were truly erect! Voices hushed as we walked out hand in hand, Julian was probably the loveliest and sexiest boy in that place and I knew that many envious eyes would be upon us...as we finished our routine, with a little leap Julian nestled in my arms, proudly I carried the half naked boy back to our corner while trailing an arm gracefully, his fingers toyed with my penis. There was applause and other couples moved out...we resumed our mutual masturbation, still hungry for each other. Julian also lived alone with his Mum, in fact I'd noticed that many of us were so-called 'Mummy's boys'. This evening, I took Julian home to meet Mum, as usual we wore our bulky 'hoodies' on the street, both of us knew from experience that to do otherwise only attracted unwanted attention, too often we'd been followed my men who didn't want to take 'no' for an answer - it just wasn't worth the risk. Mum didn't show much surprise "So this is your special friend is it? Hello Julian.." gently she probed him for information, about family and stuff. We'd been holding hands while this went on but she seemed not to notice, anyway she ended by welcoming him and surprisingly, reached out and gave him a big hug. I relaxed...."Mum is it ok if Julian spends the night...he'll have to ring his Mum and she might want to speak with you...what do you think?" Mum sighed resignedly...well ok but what's his Mum's number?" The two of them talked and the upshot was..it would be alright, only his Mum wanted to meet me..say tomorrow? We were happy to agree. I woke a couple of times in my narrow bed with a warm body snuggled up....it was hard not to wake him there and then and resume our love making...waking early though was another matter, Julian too was awake and lay with his back to me, reaching over I began to toy with his penis, firm little buttocks pressed against me...it was too much...luckily I had vaseline on the bedside table and...Julian sighed as it slipped in, closed his eyes and lay back to enjoy it....Downstairs, as usual Mum was up and about...taking me aside she said, smiling, "Darling, those bed springs of yours...we'll really have to do something about them you know...he is an unusually lovely boy isn't he?" I blushed.