Date: Thu, 9 Jan 2014 15:24:30 +1100 From: Paul Hart 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.