Ballet Boy

1.

I’m Leo. My father is Swedish, and mother is English. From an early age I loved dancing, especially to the classical music that my father loves. Having watched male ballet dancers on television, I knew that’s what I wanted to do so I persuaded my parents to send me to the local school of dance. When I was sixteen, my teacher introduced me to a professional ballet teacher. His name was Andy Taylor, and he was twice my age.

He expected perfection at all times, and I did my best to give him that, but I began to realise that he wanted more. At every opportunity he’d place his hands on my body under the guise of showing me how to perform a certain move. His hands frequently touched my genitals and caressed my body. He insisted that all his dancers only wear a pair of briefs, so he had plenty of naked flesh to see and touch as well as slipping his fingers beneath the hem to touch my cock.

“I saw Handy Andy giving you a good feel” Oliver grinned whilst we were resting, and Mr Taylor had left to answer a phone call. Oliver was my best friend. He was the same age as me and also gay. I’d already realised that fifty percent of male ballet dancers were gay. At school I’d been called the ‘ballet poof’ but decided not to react to avoid trouble. We’d nicknamed Mr Taylor ‘Handy Andy’ due to his constant fondling of our bodies, but it didn’t bother us.

“I’m sure he had a stiffy when he was feeling you” Oliver continued. “Does it bother you?”

I laughed. “If it keeps him happy, it doesn’t bother me. Does it you?”

“Nah. He’s a pervert but I find it amusing.”

As he said this, he placed a hand on my naked thigh. I knew he fancied me, and I fancied him. He moved it further into my crotch and had a good feel.

“Mm, you’re getting hard.”

“So are you” I giggled and placed a hand on the cock hidden inside his briefs.

We suddenly saw Mr Taylor appear so hastily removed our hands. We sat innocently looking at him as he approached. I have a feeling he saw what we were doing but it was too late now.

“I think we’ll leave it there for today. Tomorrow there will be two other lads joining us.”

We got up to leave when he stopped me. “I’d like a quick word Leo, if you can stay for a moment.”

I looked at Oliver and he raised an eyebrow as he walked off to the changing room to have a shower.

“Let’s go into my office” Mr Taylor said, leading me into it with a hand on my shoulder. He sat on a chair with his back to his desk. “Come and stand in front of me.”

I moved forward until I was within reaching distance of him.

“You’re a natural dancer and you’re doing very well.”

“Thank you, Sir”.

“What do you like best about dancing?”

I thought for a moment trying to decide what would be a good answer. “Interpreting the music via my body.”

He smiled. “You have a beautiful body, and you use it with feeling. You’ll go far with my help. When you’re old enough I can help you progress your career. I take it you want to make a career in ballet.”

I said I did and thanked him for his support.

“Step closer” he smiled, opening his legs wide apart. It was a clear instruction and I felt I had no option but to obey in view of what he’d just said about helping me in my chosen career. My crotch was now within inches of his hands. “Let’s slip these off so I can admire your whole body.”

He took hold of the hem of my briefs and slid them down my legs. I automatically lifted each foot for them to be removed completely. His hand cupped my balls and then held my cock, which immediately reacted.

He smiled. “You like me doing this, don’t you.” It was a statement rather than a question. I nodded, not knowing what else to say or do. He continued slipping my cock through his hand until it was rock hard. “Mm, you clearly like this. You have a fine specimen.”

He was now stroking his own crotch and I could see the bulge forming inside the sweatpants that he always wore when coaching. He told me to turn around and stand with my legs apart. His hands stroked my naked buttocks and then ran a finger down my crack, pausing over my hole. My body shivered with excitement. I’d frequently touched myself in that area and enjoyed the sensation, but this was different. His hand reached between my legs and held my cock again. I closed my eyes, soaking in the effect it was having on me.

“Turn round” he told me. As I did so, my eyes zoned onto his nakedness. He’d pulled his sweatpants down and was now exposing his hard cock. “Kneel in front of me” he instructed. I hesitated for a moment, not sure what to do. I got onto my knees and looked at the big cock.

“Suck it. You know you want to, and it will make me happy. When I’m happy, I keep my promises.”

I thought back to what he’d said earlier about helping me progress my career. He moved my head onto his cock. I took it into my hand and began to suck. A strange feeling came over me. I wanted to do this, so did.

“Mm, you suck cock very well. Keep going until I’ve climaxed.”

I’d watched enough gay porn on my laptop to know what to do, so slowly licked the head and then took the whole shaft into my mouth to suck it back and forth. As I did so, I could hear his groans of delight. Suddenly, he jerked and ribbons of cum shot into my mouth and down my throat.

“Well done. I’m very pleased with you” he smiled as he dressed. “Go and have your shower.”

I picked up my briefs and ran to the changing room.

“I thought I’d wait for you” Oliver said as I reached the changing room. I looked at him wondering if he knew what had just happened. “I assume he’s told you he can help progress your career.”

I nodded.

“He told me the same and that I was a brilliant dancer and would do well given the right support and tuition.”

“Did he …?” I couldn’t say the actual words.

“You mean strip me naked, massage my cock and then get me to suck his?” he laughed. “Yeah, he did and for some perverse reason, I enjoyed it.”

I grinned and hugged him. With his arms around my naked body, his hands caressing my buttocks.

“You are truly beautiful” he muttered and kissed me. It was the beginning of a long relationship.

I showered whilst he watched, got dressed and we made our way home. He lived two streets away from me in East Croydon and when we reached his road I asked, “Want to come back to my place? Mum and Dad are at work.”

He smiled and said I’d love to.

On arrival, I took him up to his room. Without saying anything, he undressed down to his skimpy briefs. I did the same without comment. We looked at one another admiring the view. We’d seen each naked in the shower at the dance studio, but this felt different.

“I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you” he smiled.

I stayed silent, not sure what to say. Could two sixteen-year-olds be in love? I suddenly realised that I loved him and told him so. The embrace and the kissing were awesome. Our hands frantically explored each other’s body, and our briefs were soon discarded. Our cocks showing the depth of our desire to take things further. We slumped onto the bed still holding one another. Our stiff organs rubbing against one another.

“Suck me off” he gasped. I moved down his body and took the stiff cock into my mouth and gave him a wonderful blow job. After dumping his load of cum into my mouth, he did the same to me.

We remained naked on the bed until we heard my mother return from work. We hastily got dressed and went downstairs.

“Can Oliver stay over?” I asked my Mum.

“Of course, he can, provided his folks are agreeable.”

He phoned his mum and she agreed, saying he should invite me to stay over one night.

“She says yes and for Leo to have a stay over with me one day.”

“Excellent. Your father will be home shortly, and the meal will be soon after, so wash your hands.”

We ran excitedly up to the loft, washed our hands, and sat on the bed.

“Do your parents know you’re gay?” I asked.

“Yeah, I came out to them when I was fifteen. They were fine about it. What about you?”

“The same. My dad told me it didn’t matter provided I was happy. Think they knew already.”

Oliver laughed. “Mine did too. Have you watched live gay cams?” he asked.

I said I had and logged onto my favourite site. As we watched guys posing naked for all to see whilst massaging themselves, we were doing the same having dropped our trousers.

“The meal is ready” a voice suddenly announced.

“On our way” I replied after pressing a button on the handhold unit.

“That’s useful. I could do with one of those. Save my mum shouting up the stairs.”

“Dad’s an electronic engineer. I’ll ask him to get one for you.”

After we’d finished the meal, we returned upstairs.

“Shall we go onto the live cam again? Better still, let’s broadcast ourselves. I can keep our faces out of view.

“Yeah. That’ll be fun” he replied. The thought of showing our naked bodies to the world excited me. We stripped naked and Oliver watched me sign on. “Don’t you have to be eighteen.”

I laughed. “Yeah, you do but my cousin lets me use his account. I also use a VPN to hide my IP address.”

We laid side by side on the bed with our stiff cocks proudly on show. I adjusted the camera on a tripod to show our nakedness from our chest downwards. I couldn’t believe we were now live to the world. I’d split the screen to show us on one side and other guys of our choosing on the other. As we watched them massaging themselves, other viewers watched us. At one point we had thirty guys watching us.

We’d finished showing the world our bits and were watching porn when dad announced on the intercom that he was coming up.

“Don’t worry, he won’t bother seeing us naked. He’s seen me and my cousin watching porn naked.”

He grinned and casually moved a hand over his bits. There was a knock on the door, and he walked in.

“Hi, guys. Thought you’d like a hot drink before you settle down.”

He passed each of us a cup of hot chocolate and Oliver accepted his with the hand covering his cock. Dad looked and smiled.

“It’s okay, I know what you guys get up to. What porn are you watching?” he asked, peering at the screen which showed a black guy pumping another’s arse. “Mm, sexy. By the way, I’ve added a splash of rum to your hot chocolate. Don’t let your mum know, or yours, Oliver. Thought it would spice things up for you.”

With that, he left, wishing us a goodnight and not to stay up too late. I thanked him and he patted Oliver’s naked shoulder.

After he’d gone, I commenced drinking my hot chocolate. “Fuck. There’s more than a splash of rum in this.”

When the cup was empty, I was feeling very happy. We switched off the porn and settled beneath the duvet. The bed was a small double, so it was very intimate, which added to the enjoyment. We kissed and cuddled, finally wanking each other off before going to sleep.

Sleepovers became a regular event, alternating between our homes. I enjoyed them immensely.

2.

The weeks continued to pass by as our training progressed. At least once a week Mr Taylor would ask me to join him in his office. It was the same routine every time. He’d say how well I was doing and how he’d open doors to progress my career provided I did as he asked. I’d strip naked, he’d massage my cock until hard and sometimes suck it. He’d then drop his sweatpants and I’d suck his cock until he’d shot his load. I’d then walk naked to the changing room where the others were gathered. They’d ask what happened and confirm that the same happened to them.

Two new guys had now joined us for training. They were both sixteen. Calvin was a black American and Melvin was French but of mixed race, so had a beautiful brown skin. They were lovely guys, and they were gay, so we were all close friends and hung out together, although they never joined me and Oliver for sleepovers. It was also clear that Calvin and Melvin were boyfriends.

***

All of us had now passed our seventeenth birthday and our bodies were even more sexy, which clearly pleased Handy Andy since he took every opportunity to fondle our genitals without trying to hide it.

After one training session, he told Oliver and me to stay whist the other two went to have a shower.

“Strip” he demanded, so we both removed our dance briefs. “I want you to dance that last piece again and show passion for one another. You can kiss and exhibit love for one another. I believe you are boyfriends, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

He started the music and we danced. At the points where the characters we were portraying passion, we kissed and pressed our naked cocks together. They started to enlarge and as we continued dancing, they grew more until they were fully erect.

“Perfect” Taylor exclaimed. “Just what I wanted. Now suck each other off.”

Oliver looked at me and grinned. “If that’s what he wants, let’s give him a show” he whispered, the music still playing.

Oliver stood with his legs wide apart, and I knelt in front of him. I took hold of his stiff cock and began licking and sucking. Taylor had removed his sweatpants and exhibiting an erection. He stood behind Oliver and fondled his balls whilst I sucked his cock. His own cock pressed against Oliver’s arse but didn’t enter. After a while, he moved beside me and rubbed his stiff cock against me. He then positioned his cock to touch Oliver’s.

“Suck both cocks together.”

I did my best to tease both cocks with my tongue and mouth. After a few minutes, he told us to change over, and Oliver was on his knees sucking cock.

“I want to see him cum” he instructed Oliver, Taylor standing behind me and pressing the head of his cock against my arse. At one point, I thought he was going to enter me, but he didn’t.

“I’m coming” I shouted and released my cock from his mouth and continued massaging with my hand. Moments later, I shot my load over his face.

“Beautiful” Taylor said. “Now lick your cum off his face” he told me. I did, enjoying doing so.

“Both of you now suck me off” he demanded, so I knelt beside Oliver and our tongues began licking, taking it in turns to suck the hard rod before it exploded over our faces.

“Wow. That was a new one” Calvin exclaimed as we entered the changing room for a shower. He and Melvin had been watching through a glass partition that separated the corridor from the dance studio.

“It’ll be your turn next” Oliver laughed.

Sure enough, the next day, Calvin and Melvin were held back after we’d finished the lesson. Oliver and I watched as they danced naked, kissing, and making love in tune with the music. We then watched each of them suck one another before sucking off Hand Andy.

Mr Taylor had explained to the four of us that we were his star dancers. The remaining six trainees were the support dancers. It was now time for all of us to practice together. We noticed that not once throughout the session did Taylor fondle us or any of the other dancers.

“Seems we are his star pupils” Calvin commented.

“You mean, we’re the four he fancies and knows we’ll do what he wants” Melvin grinned.

“Doesn’t bother me” I replied. “Provided he keeps his word.”

“If he doesn’t, we’ll out him and tell the world that he forced us to have sex with him” Oliver grinned.

***

We were now rehearsing for a public appearance at a local theatre. The training sessions were intense, but Taylor still found time to get the four of us to satisfy his sexual desires. A few days before the performance, he held the four of us back.

“Something special I want you four to do. Just to remind you that your careers are in my hands. Understood?”

“Yes, sir” we all replied, doing our best to hold back a smirk.

“Excellent. Strip and dance that last routine again.”

We all removed our dance briefs and commenced dancing to the music, stark naked with our willies jumping up and down. The plot involved two couples falling in love but one from each couple loved each other so the dance portrayed the anguish between the four. Once the passionate scenes had taken place, four cocks were hard.

“Excellent” Taylor grinned. “You, Calvin, fuck Leo.”

The four of us looked at one another. We hadn’t expected that.

“Don’t forget what I reminded you about earlier” Taylor grinned, now rubbing his own stiff cock through his sweatpants, which already showed a damp patch due to pre cum.

Calvin looked at me and I grinned as I shrugged my shoulders. I moved up to him and bent over. I’d imagined having his big cock inside me. Oliver and I had progressed to fucking one another at his house. We’d even done it whilst broadcasting ourselves on the live sex cam which produced lots of good comments.

Calvin used the lube that Taylor had given him and offered his stiff cock up to my arse. I felt it breach me and then fill me up. It was awesome. Melvin was then told to fuck Oliver which I could see in front of me. Whilst Calvin fucked me, I watched my boyfriend being fucked by a big black cock, which I enjoyed watching.

Both guys had been told to cum over our backs. Once spent, they were instructed to lick up each other's cum.

“Are you okay, guys” Melvin asked, now in the changing room and looking worried.

Both Oliver and I said we were fine. “I enjoyed it” we both added in unison.

***

The performance went well, and the audience loved it. Back in the changing room, the four of us grinned.

“Just about managed to keep it down” Oliver laughed.

“And me” I added. The other two laughed and grabbed our cocks.

“How about we go back to our place and have some fun” Calvin suggested. “Make a night of it, if you want” he added.

I looked at Oliver and he nodded. We called our parents, who’d been in the audience, to say we were joining others for a drink plus a bite to eat, so staying overnight.

“You were brilliant” my dad said. “We’re very proud of you. Yes, go enjoy yourselves. See you tomorrow.”

Oliver’s dad had said much the same and told him to have fun.

The guys shared a bedsit nearby. Calvin’s parents lived in the US and Melvin’s in France so neither had family or relations in the UK. The bedsit contained a double bed and a small sofa plus a small kitchen unit with a sink, a microwave and kettle. A communal bathroom was situated along the corridor and shared with another bedsit on that floor.

“Okay, guys, let’s strip and party” Melvin giggled. We’d bought a pizza on our way plus a bottle of Vodka.

“Who wants a joint?” Calvin grinned, holding up a tin that contained some cannabis. “Courtesy of a guy we fucked last night” he laughed as he rolled four joints. Now wearing only our briefs, we sat down to eat, drink and smoke. I sat on the end of the bed with Calvin, the other two on the sofa. The pizza was soon consumed, and Melvin had topped up our glasses with more Vodka. The air was filled with smoke from our joints, and I was feeling on top of the world. I was also feeling randy.

I placed a hand on Melvin’s naked thigh, and he pulled me in for a kiss which became very intense with tongues probing each other’s mouth. The other two were doing the same.

“Let’s fuck” Melvin giggled and yanked off his briefs. I was about to do the same when he yanked mine off. We both had erections aching for attention. I was pushed onto my back and my legs lifted over my chest. My arse was now fully exposed.

“Mm, a lovely butthole to lick” he giggled. His face delved into it, and I felt his hot tongue licking my hole. I groaned with pleasure. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you. Let’s try this.” I then felt a wet finger being inserted and that was even better. He passed me a bottle of poppers. I hastily unscrewed the top and held the open bottle to my nostril. I inhaled deeply and the aroma sent my head spinning, enhancing the sexual experience. I then realised that Melvin’s stiff cock was pushing its way into my arse. I felt the length slowly make its way inside.

“Fuck. That feels so fucking good” he exclaimed, now pumping slowly back and forth. I heard Oliver uttering pleasing grunts and guessed he was now enjoying Calvin’s big cock.

The pumping and grunting continued. I inhaled more poppers to put me on cloud nine and enjoyed every moment.

At some point Melvin dumped his load and pulled out. Oliver’s face appeared and held a joint to my lips. I inhaled and felt it take effect.

“Are you okay?” he grinned.

“Fucking wonderful” I giggled. “You?”

“Yeah. Gonna fuck your arse.” He inserted his stiff cock and once fully inside, Melvin inserted his stiff cock into Oliver’s arse. He was now draped over my naked body between my wide-open legs, his face within kissing distance. We kissed and as Melvin fucked, Oliver’s cock was pushed deeper into my arse with each thrust. Calvin positioned his arse over my face by kneeling either side of my head. Whilst I licked his butthole, Oliver sucked his cock.

Some while later, Oliver dumped his load into me, and Melvin dumped his into Oliver whilst taking Calvin’s load into his mouth before moving down to my cock and sucking me off. Now everyone was satisfied.

“I need a pee” I said after a while.

“So, do I” Calvin said. “Come with me.” He opened the door and walked naked down the corridor.

“Hi Tom” he grinned at a guy walking towards us.

“Having fun?” he grinned, his eyes moving up and down my nakedness.

“Yeah. This is Leo. He and his boyfriend are staying over. Want to join us?”

“Yeah, you bet. I’ll just strip off and join you.”

“He’s a great fuck” Calvin said as we entered the bathroom. I watched him piss and he watched me before returning to the bedsit.

We returned to the bedsit and Tom joined us naked bringing several bottles of beer. We drank, smoked more joints, and had sex with one another. Tom was a bottom, so I fucked him whilst Melvin fucked me. We then double fucked him and dumped two loads of cum into his arse. We had a great time and were feeling high. When it was time to settle down, Melvin paired up with Tom and slept in his bedsit leaving Oliver, myself, and Calvin to share the double bed, which was tight, but we spent most of the night fucking and watching porn.

When daylight appeared, a naked Tom and Melvin appeared, and we spent another two hours having sex before leaving to go home.

“Fuck, my arse is sore” I giggled as we made our way to the bus that would take us home.

“So’s mine” Oliver giggled, “but it was fucking great. Hope we can do that again, sometime.

3.

After another hard training session for the next performance the group had been booked for, Taylor told me and Oliver to stay behind. When the remainder of the group had left, he took us into his office. We were expecting him to tell us to strip and have sex. This had become a regular event, sometimes with Calvin and Melvin, and we’d fuck each other whilst he watched, massaging his cock.

“You are both doing very well. I’m pleased with you.” As he said this he reached for our crotch and felt our cock. We stood saying nothing, now used to it. “Benjamin, a friend of mine, is holding a party on Friday evening for nine male guests, including me, and he wants to hire both of you to be waiters. I’ve said you’ll agree. You’ll be paid. Be here no later than 6 p.m. Tell your parents that you’ll be staying over since it will run until midnight or after.

The following day was my eighteenth birthday. My dad took us out for a meal that evening. He’d also invited Oliver to join us and stay the night, but he couldn’t. His parents were visiting his grandmother in Kent that day and wanted him to join them since she was not expected to live much longer.

Once back at the house, the day’s excitement seemed to recede, and I was disappointed that Oliver wasn’t with me. We’d become very close and were now lovers.

I went up to my room and stripped naked before logging onto one of my favourite gay porn channels. I was massaging my stiff cock when dad announced he was coming up. I made no attempt to cover myself or stop the porn.

“Hi, can I come in” he grinned, gazing at my nakedness and the hard on.

“Sure”

“I sensed you were disappointed over Oliver not joining us and staying overnight.”

“Yeah” I replied as he sat on the bed beside me. I took the opportunity to tell him about the party the following evening. “It’ll go on to at least midnight, so we’re staying over.”

“Do you know how many attending?”

“Nine guys, including Mr Taylor.”

“Why’s he need waiters to serve drinks for so few people?”

“I wondered the same. We know Taylor is gay and guess his friend and the other guys are too.”

Dad chuckled. “I think you’ll find you’ll both be required to do more than serve drinks to ten people. Are you prepared for that?”

I chuckled. “Could be interesting.”

“Don’t tell your mum”, he laughed. “There’s something I need to tell you, now you’re eighteen.”

I looked at the hand he’d now placed on my naked thigh within inches of my cock, which was still showing interest.

“You’ve probably guessed that I swing both ways. Have done since I was your age and before.”

I knew my parents had met when they were both seventeen and I was the product of a steamy first encounter. They’d married after I was born.

“You’re bisexual” I said, stating the obvious.

“Yes, and I still have sex with other guys.”

“Wow. Does mum know?”

“Of course. We’ve been honest with each our whole marriage. She knows I have gay sex and I know that she has sex with other guys. It suits both of us, which is why we’re still married and love one another. We also love you” he added, moving his hand onto my balls to give them a gentle squeeze. “Which brings me onto something else. Your mum is going to Paris with two male friends for a long weekend. They frequently have threesomes, apparently.”

“Wow”

“It’s next weekend, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to invite three of my gay friends and have a party I think it best that we kept this to ourselves and not invite Oliver.”

“Yeah” I agreed. I was never too sure that his dad was comfortable with his sone being gay.

“I assume when you say party, it’ll include sex.”

“Spot on” he grinned and held my cock which immediately got hard again. “It’ll be a whole weekend of sex and alcohol stark bollock naked the whole time. You up for it?”

“You bet” I laughed. “As you can see.”

“You’ve got a beautiful cock and it’s time it had some attention.” He flipped off his T-shirt and went down on my hard cock.

“Aah” I cried out as his hot mouth enveloped the whole shaft and commenced sucking. I caressed his head and naked back. After a couple of minutes, he stopped sucking and removed his shorts. He always wore shorts at home with no underwear. I did the same. He had a well-tuned body which he kept in good shape by cycling regularly. His cock was now hard.

He turned me over onto my knees and pushed my head onto the bed. My butt was now fully exposed.

“How about a birthday fuck” he chuckled.

“Great”

He grabbed the lube from the side table, lubricated his erection and slowly inserted the big head into my arse.

“Okay?”

“Yeah. Fucking awesome” I replied, taking a deep inhalation of poppers up one nostril as he pushed his cock right into my arse and proceeded to fuck. I passed the poppers to him and heard him inhale deeply up one nostril. I loved the effect of poppers despite it sometimes causing me to lose my erection.

“Ah, fuck. You’ve got a beautiful tight arse. The guys are gonna love fucking it.”

A few minutes later, he climaxed and filled me with cum.

“Thanks. That was brilliant” he grinned after he’d pulled out and we kissed full on the lips. He then produced a hip flask. “A birthday tipple” he giggled, taking a swig before passing it to me. It was brandy and I took two swigs.

We sat side by side with our backs leaning against the padded headboard.

“What porn channels do you watch?”

I listed the main ones. He gave me one which he used, and I typed it into the search engine. I’d seen it before, but it required a subscription.

“I’ve got an annual subscription which covers a wide range of sites, including your favourites.”

He then gave me his username and password.

“Wow, that’s brilliant” I exclaimed having logged on and saw the list of channels it included.

“The live sex cam stream is good too. Have you ever broadcast yourself?”

I said I had, and I’d done so with Oliver as well.

“Let’s start broadcasting” he grinned. I set up the camera on its tripod and hit the broadcast button. Our naked bodies came on screen, both with erections bobbing up and down. Within seconds we had attracted several onlookers urging us to have sex. Without saying anything, he positioned me side onto the camera and knelt behind me. I watched his stiff cock enter my arse and proceed to fuck. I used a remote to adjust the camera view and zoom onto cock fucking arse. It was awesome and loads more guys watched us, making encouraging comments.

Dad kept fucking for five minutes before he pulled out and shot ribbon after ribbon over my back. Once done, we signed out.

“Happy birthday, son” he grinned, donning his shorts before returning downstairs with T-shirt in hand.

***

Oliver and I arrived at the studio just before six on the following evening. We’d not said a word to Calvin or Melvin in case they wondered why they’d not been included. We’d been told to wear our normal clothes since Benjamin would provide what we’d wear. We therefore dressed in shorts and T-shirt since the weather was warm.

Benjamin lived in a Georgian mansion which had six bedrooms, a large dining room and even larger lounge, both of which had high ceilings. The plot was surrounded by high hedges and wrought iron gates at its entrance. Taylor parked his car to one side of the imposing front door and pressed the bell. Benjamin appeared and welcomed us in.

“Undress and put your clothes into this bag” he told me and Oliver once inside the vast hallway. We stripped down to our briefs and dropped every item into the black plastic bag he was holding. “And those” he demanded, indicating our briefs. We stripped them off and stood naked in front of him. “Oh, yes. They’re perfect, Andy.” His hands cupped our balls before stroking our cock which reacted of course. “Magnificent” he added.

He then told us to go upstairs to the main bathroom and shower. “Make sure you are 100 percent clean, and the backside is well douched” he added. Oliver and I smirked at one another. “When you’re done, come back here and I’ll give you more instructions.

“Yes, sir” we replied before skipping up the winding staircase stark naked.

“As we thought” Oliver grinned once inside the large bathroom which had a roll topped bath in the centre of the room and a shower area in one corner.

Once clean in every orifice, we returned downstairs. Benjamin appeared, now only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. Taylor was wearing the same, his large appendage evident beneath the thin material. A pink bow tie with Velcro fastening was then placed round our neck.

“Perfect. The guys will drool over you. You’re here to serve them and provide whatever they want, and keep smiling. Also, keep these slightly swollen” he added, grasping our cocks. He took us into the large kitchen.

“White wine is in the cooler and red wine on the counter here. Use it in the order shown by the number on the bottle. Canopies are in the fridge and should be brought into the lounge when I say. You’ll find some bottles of beer and items for yourselves to eat in between serving the guests.”

We were shown the lounge and then the dining room. As guests arrived, they were to be met by me and ushered into the dining room where they’d undress down to boxer shorts and Oliver would hang the discarded clothes on racks.

With instructions given, we waited in the dining room. Just before 7 p.m. there was a knock on the front door. Benjamin had told me not to hide behind the door when opening it, so in full frontal mode I opened the door and welcomed the two very attractive guys standing there.

“Good evening, gentlemen. Please come in.”

“Wow, you’re gorgeous. Where did Benjamin find you?”

I didn’t reply and ushered them into the dining room. One fondled my semi-erect cock, the other my arse.

“Wow, here’s another” the first guy exclaimed as he saw a stark-naked Oliver who smiled at them as they had a good feel of his attributes.

“I hope you guys are on the menu later” one of them said. Oliver assured him we would. By this time, two more guys had arrived and reacted much the same. Within the next ten minutes, all eight guests had arrived. Most of them were in their early to mid-thirties but one, who arrived alone, was in his mid-twenties. He told me his name was Joshua and looked forward to fucking my tight arse later. After seeing the size of his cock bulging out his boxer shorts, I licked my lips. He was Jamaican and huge.

We’d served the first round of drinks but when we began to move round the room with a bottle of white and red in our hands for top-ups, the guys were more interested in our bodies. My bottles were taken from me, and guys drank from them rather than use the glasses provided. Six guys had already stripped off their boxer shorts and sporting erections. Others quickly followed, including Andy leaving Benjamin looking on. His plans had fallen apart because the two boys he’d hired were too sexy and everybody wanted a piece of them.

He finally caved in, stripped naked, placed the remaining bottles of wine and food on a side table and left it for guys to help themselves. He then let his hair down and started fucking.

I was now bent over the end of a sofa with a cock up my arse. After that had dumped its load, another took its place, including Andy who decided that his dream had finally come true. I counted ten cocks and ten loads of cum before I was given a rest. Oliver was just as lucky.

When I could, I swigged wine from the bottle and ate what food was left. Joints were also plentiful, and I was repeatedly being given one to take a drag. I was also frequently being given poppers to sniff.

Midnight arrived and seven of the guests left in taxis.

“How would you two lovely guys like to come back to my place?” Joshua asked.

I look at Oliver and it was clear that he was up for it.” Yeah, that’ll be great thanks” I replied. He told Benjamin who gave me and Oliver our fee which amounted to £300 each. We were highly delighted. We grabbed our bag of clothes and were about to get dressed.

“Come as you are. My truck is outside” Joshua grinned. “Unlikely that we’ll meet anyone but I’m sure you guys won’t mind if we do.”

He grabbed the plastic bag, and we followed his naked butt to his truck which had a front bench seat. I was in the middle so sat back and played with the cock either side of me as Joshua drove.

Having travelled about two miles, he turned into a narrow lane and then into a yard. A small cottage was on one side and a barn on the other. “This used to be part of a farm before being sold off into parts” he explained. We clambered out of the truck and followed him into the cottage. “When I bought the place, I joined the two small rooms into one and removed the wall between the kitchen and the living room. It makes it appear bigger than it really is, but it suits me.

“Do you own the barn too?” I asked.

“Yeah. I’m a carpenter and make bespoke furniture.”

“Let’s go upstairs.”

We followed his naked butt, which really turned me on, and entered the bedroom which occupied the whole of the upstairs so was a reasonable size. He explained that the bathroom was downstairs.

“Wow, quite a setup” Oliver gasped as we entered. There was a TV monitor on the walls either side of the bed and another on the wall facing the bed. Three cameras were on tripods focussing on the bed. I guessed immediately what went on here.

“I film short gay porn films with guys I meet and upload them to selected sites” he explained, “You guys interested in being filmed for guys to drool over?”

“Yeah. You bet” Oliver replied.

“Doesn’t bother us. We frequently broadcast ourselves on live sex cams” I added.

“You up for more sex now or do you want to settle down for the night?”

“The night is young” I laughed, and Oliver agreed.

After firing up the computer, he told Oliver to lay on his back across the bed and told me to straddle him so I could suck his cock. Since my arse was now high in the air, I guessed what was coming next. I looked at the screen in front of me and saw his big cock slam into me.

“Are we live?” Oliver asked.

“Yep, and filming. You’re gonna be porn stars” he laughed as he continued slamming my arse.

After half an hour of filming, he stopped recording, and we viewed the footage. It looked brilliant and very professional.

“Okay, you’re now online for all to see” he laughed. “It’s 3 p.m. Do you want to have some sleep or do you fancy venturing outside naked.”

I still felt wide awake. The excitement of doing live porn had kept my heart pumping at a rate.

“Yeah, let’s do it” Oliver replied.

“I’d love to” I added.

We entered the garden stark naked from the back door. It was a small area, mainly grass, and there was a three-bar fence at the bottom which we climbed over with ease.

“I can’t believe this” I giggled as we commenced walking along the grass pastureland that backed onto the back of the Joshua’s plot. “We’re outside fucking naked!”

“It always gives me a good buzz” Joshua replied, his large cock bobbing up and down as he walked.

We traversed alongside a hedge for about ten minutes and then turned into a wooded area.

“The road we travelled down is through there. Want to have a look?” Joshua grinned.

We agreed so we made our way through a narrow opening in the hedge alongside the road. Joshua walked into the middle of the road and held his arms up high. He beckoned us to follow, so we did.

“Fuck. This is awesome” Oliver giggled. I had to agree. We were standing stark naked in the middle of a country road with not a care in the world. The chances of a vehicle appearing at this time of night was very low, but the thrill of being there caused the adrenalin to increase and made my heart pump faster.

We walked for another few yards along the road and then took an opening through the hedge to another path. Within a few minutes we were at the back of another cottage.

“He’s up. I guessed he would be” Joshua laughed. “Bet he’s online watching others having sex.”

He climbed over the low fence, and we followed. We were now in someone’s garden and there was a light on in the upstairs window. Joshua picked up a small pebble and tossed it against the window. A face appeared and opened the window.

“Hi, Joshua” a man called out. “Wow, what a gorgeous sight. Come on in. Back door is open.”

We entered through the backdoor and a naked guy in his early twenties appeared. He had a gorgeous body and mine reacted.

“Hi, Damian. This is Leo and Oliver. We decided to enjoy the early morning air” he laughed.

“Great to meet you guys. Fuck, you’re both gorgeous. Come upstairs and join the boys.”

The two boys were twins and their parents had divorced three years earlier when they were thirteen. It had been an acrimonious separation with neither party prepared to take on the twins, so Uncle Damian stepped in and said he’d be the guardian of the two boys. Both were fem boys which attracted Damian and he’d never regretted his decision. They were lovey guys who loved being fucked.

“Please fuck me” Toby implored. “I want your big cock inside me” he told Joshua.

“I want you” Darren implored, “you’re cute” he told me. They were lovely guys and had a beautiful arse to fuck, so that’s what Joshua and I did whilst being filmed and broadcast online.

Oliver enjoyed being fucked by Damian. The sexual activity continued to daybreak, at which time, Toby bedded Joshua and Darren bedded me.

Later that morning I woke to the sun pouring into the room. Darren was pressing up beside me wanting me to fuck him. With a morning erection wanting attention, I was happy to oblige. We became good friends.

4.

The day of Dad’s sex party arrived. Mum had left for Paris earlier that morning.

“Two whole days to ourselves” he laughed. “What do you want to do before the guys arrive later?”

“Take these off for a start” I grinned. I’d already removed my T-shirt. Dad watched me remove my shorts and gazed at my naked body.

“You have such a beautiful body.” He moved up closer and kissed me.

“Get it from my dad. He’s got a hot body too” I smiled.

“You reckon?”

I lifted his T-shirt and removed it to expose his sexy chest. “You’ve got lovely nipples. Wish mine were bigger.” I pinched them between my fingers.

“Mm. That turns me on” he grinned.

“Perhaps we should see the rest” I laughed and unfastened his shorts. They dropped to his ankles, and he kicked them off his bare feet. Like me he didn’t wear underwear at home, so he was now naked. He stood there and smiled. I took hold of his cock, and it started swelling. “That’s something else I get from my dad; a big cock.”

He laughed and hugged me, our naked bodies pressed together and our swelling cocks kissing each other.

“I’m so proud of you. You’re a wonderful son.” He kissed me full on the lips and I opened my mouth to let his tongue probe me. My cock was now fully erect and so was his. He gently moved me over to the nearest kitchen unit and lifted my leg. I held it up by putting my foot on the counter. He fingered my arse with a wet finger, pushing it right inside.

“Aah, fuck” I cried out.

“Mm, such a beautiful arse.” He then pressed his erection against my puckered hole and pushed in. Once fully embedded inside my arse, he held it there. His phone started ringing. It was within reaching distance, so I grabbed it and passed it to him.

“Hi. Oh, sorry to hear that. No problem. Ibrahim has confirmed by text this morning that he’s coming. You’ll have to meet my sexy son another time” he laughed. The call ended and his hard cock was still inside me. He commenced fucking me whilst explaining that the two guys, who were boyfriends, couldn’t come due to a family emergency. “Ibrahim is still coming. You’ll like him. “Okay, let’s fuck this arse.”

I chuckled. He was the best dad in the world, and I loved him to bits. After a few minutes he pulled out and bodily positioned me on the unit with my back against the wall and lifted my legs to expose my arse. I watched his big stiff cock re-enter and continue pumping until he’d dumped his load of cum inside me. It was the first of many that day.

“I needed that. It was fucking awesome” he laughed.

“My arse is yours whenever you need it” I grinned.

As the other two had dropped out, dad invited Ibrahim to come earlier and have lunch. When he arrived, dad told me to let him in, so I marched to the front door with everything on view.

“You must be Leo” Ibrahim grinned as he came in. “You’re gorgeous.”

“We’re in the kitchen preparing lunch.”

“You’re a quiet one” he said to dad as they hugged and kissed on the lips. “You didn’t tell me he was such a beauty.”

Dad smiled and pulled me into the hug. I felt Ibrahim’s hand stroking my naked butt.

“I’d better strip off” he laughed and proceeded to strip down to a pair of boxer-short style underwear which provided a good indication of what was hidden beneath.

After we’d finished lunch and cleared away the dishes, we sat on the sofa with me and dad on either side of Ibrahim to watch porn on the large screen in front of us. His hands were kept occupied, the left fondling dad’s cock, his right fondling mine. But things soon progressed to sexual activity during which I was fucked by both of them. I then had the pleasure of watching Ibrahim fuck dad whilst he sucked my stiff cock until I’d climaxed into his mouth.

“I suggest we go to the club later and stay over at my place. How about it?”

“Great idea” dad replied. “Now Leo’s of age it’s time he was initiated” he grinned. “You okay with that?”

“Yeah” I replied, not too sure what I was agreeing to. They then explained that in addition to the gay sex shop, Ibrahim owned, he also ran a private member club for gay men which was situated in the basement beneath the shop. It was very hush hush because it was actually a sex club. It was open Thursday to Sunday from 7 pm to 3 am. Access was via the sex shop through a secluded door at the back. Since the shop closed at 11 pm on those days, members had to arrive before then and be signed in by the shop staff.

We travelled by train to London Bridge station and then by tube to Leicester Square. The shop was in Frith Street, a short walk away.

“Hi, guys” Ibrahim greeted the shop manager and the assistant on duty. The assistant was dressed in tight black shorts with a bare chest. We both looked at one another, admiring the view. The manager wore black shorts, but not quite so revealing, and a tight T-shirt that emphasised his fit body. Having checked how much trade had been done so far that day, Ibrahim led me and dad onto the street and through a door adjacent to the shop that led us to his spacious two-bed flat above the shop. He unlocked another door at the top of the stairs and invited us in.

“We’ll leave our clothes here as usual” Ibrahim said to dad. I then realised that dad had been before.

“Club members are told to wear minimal clothing, which is mainly interpreted as shorts or underwear only, or naked” Ibrahim explained for my benefit. “Sexual activity also takes place without comment from the management” he grinned.

To avoid having a liquor licence, which would alert the authorities to the club’s existence, three free drinks per night were available for each member attending. When a member was signed in by the shop staff, they were given two blue wristbands to exchange for two glasses of wine, and a red wristband for a whiskey, or wine. They could also bring their own alcohol provided it was discreet like a hip flask, but no bottles. Hard drugs were not allowed, such as cocaine, but weed vapes were allowed. I found out later that the basement was officially used for short talks on LGBT issues and to promote items in the shop.

“Each night three naked pole dancers entertain the members. Would you like to have a go at that?” he asked me. “But be prepared for members to grope you and ask you to perform sexual acts with them.”

I looked at dad and he just smiled. “Your choice, son.”

“Yeah, sounds fun” I replied, so was told to strip naked. I was also told not to tell anyone that dad and I were related.

Ibrahim then took us back down the stairs and through an unassuming door that looked more like a service cupboard from its appearance. This took us down another flight of stairs to the basement and into the main club area. It wasn’t that large, probably no more than the 50 square metres which was sufficient for the twenty to thirty members who attended each night. The total membership, who paid a substantial annual subscription, was far higher. It was the exclusivity and the thrill it provided that randy guys found attractive.

I was first introduced to Dakarai, a twenty-nine-year-old African, who was the club floor manager, dressed in black boxer shorts and showing off his gleaming black sexy chest. He was huge and doubled as security to deal with any issues, which were few. “He’s a softy under that tough façade” dad whispered.

I was next introduced to a naked Gabriel, who was Brazilian and my age. As we shook hands, our eyes were looking down below. I liked what I saw. Ibrahim had suggested I pole dance with Gabriel, which pleased me. The other pole dancers were Alexander, twenty-one, and Hunar nineteen. They were all shop staff who worked shifts since it opened at 11 am each day. They opted to be pole dancers for the extra money on days they were off shift or working the five-hour morning shift. For pole dancing, they received a basic attendance fee and ninety percent of the additional fee that members paid for sexual activity with the pole dancers, the other ten percent was kept by the management. Another young guy, also a shop assistant, was manning the drinks table.

I was left with Gabriel, and he suggested how we both operate on the pole, becoming intertwined with one another and exciting our attributes. “If a member wants to have sex with us, they are given a white bracelet at the drinks after authorising the payment” he explained. He added that most of the sexual activity took place at the end of the room, but some members liked to exhibit themselves so did it in the middle of the room for all to see. “When the club closes, you give Ibrahim or Dakarai the wristbands you’ve been given, and they arrange payment.”

Just before the club opened, the lights were dimmed with the end of the room being in semi-darkness. The pole dancers were lit with a red light above them. Members soon appeared via the entrance and took a good view of the pole dancers, especially me since I was new. Several hands reached for my cock as I moved in tune to the music and with Gabriel.

“You’re doing great” he whispered after we’d been going for about twenty minutes. “You’re a natural.” I didn’t let on that I was a trained dancer. Being a Saturday it was a busy night and I had three members invite me to join them for sexual activity.

When the club closed at 3 am, and members had left via the side exit, Ibrahim invited Gabriel and Dakarai to join the three of us in his flat for “a drink and some fun” as he put it. Having climbed the two flights of stairs, with Gabriel and myself still naked, Ibrahim invited everyone inside. “Make yourselves comfortable” he said, removing his shorts in the process, which hinted to dad and Dakarai to do likewise. Once naked, the latter’s big cock was magnificent, and I imagined it inside me.

As if reading his mind, he invited me to sit on his lap facing him. “You did well this evening. Perhaps you should join us on a regular basis.” It was a thought I’d also had. He played with my cock, which was now erect, and I fondled his which was rapidly growing in size.

Ibrahim had poured five generous glasses of whisky and handed them round. Dad was sitting on the sofa next to us and had Gabriel on his lap. It was evident they’d met before.

“How about I fuck that cute arse of yours” Dakarai said, after blowing another puff of smoke from his weed vaporiser. I could smell the weed in the smoke.

“Yeah, great” I responded and lifted my arse to take his cock. He held it up to my arse and I slowly sat down on it, taking it inch by inch. Once fully inside, I gasped, “Fucking awesome" I commented, riding it whilst he continued vaping. A long time later, he dumped his load, and I sat down on the massive organ to rest.

Dakarai left to go home an hour later and the rest of us went to bed. Dad with Ibrahim and me with Gabriel who’d been invited to stay to save going back to the flat he shared with three other guys. We were too tired to enjoy one another’s body and fell asleep.

I woke at midday. As I got out of bed, Gabriel woke up. We walked into the living room and found dad and Ibrahim eating a brunch.

“Get showered and dressed by which time I’ll have cooked your breakfast” Ibrahim smiled.

***

Dad and I arrived home late afternoon. I noticed a missed call from Oliver so called him back.

“Any chance of coming round to you? My parents are driving me mad.”

I asked dad and he suggested I invite Oliver for a sleepover and go to the dance school from our home the following morning. He jumped at the offer and was round in five minutes.

“If I hadn’t got away, I’d have jumped out the window. The visit to grandma was a waste of time. She didn’t even recognise me, and I just sat there. Each time I tried to leave and go outside my mum told me to stay. She was convinced that grandma knew I was there. I don’t think she knew anyone was there. A fucking waste of time.”

“Never mind my love. You’re here now so forget about her and your parents.”

He smiled which made my heart jump a beat as well as my cock.

“Why don’t you guys go upstairs and amuse yourselves. I’ll call you when the meal is ready.”

I looked at Oliver and he grinned. We both knew what dad meant.

Once in my attic room, I pulled him into a big hug and kissed him passionately on the mouth. His hands frantically lifted my T-shirt off me followed by my shorts. Now naked, I did the same to him.

“Fuck. That feels so good. Although my parents accept me for what I am, they don’t understand it like your dad.”

“Don’t forget he’s bisexual and is probably more on the gay side than straight from what I’ve seen this weekend.”

“Tell me more. What did you do this weekend?”

I’d decided to keep the activities at the club to myself for the time-being, perhaps another day.

“Dad’s friends came round, and we had fun.”

“You mean sex” he laughed. “Fuck, that’s what I missed. I need sex and plenty of it.”

“I’m sure we can arrange that” I grinned and pushed him onto the bed. The laptop was already setup to show gay porn, so I switched it on. Two guys were having a great time and fucking like mad.

“Let’s broadcast ourselves whilst you fuck me.”

I was up for that so accessed our usual live webcam site and logged in. Within minutes I had my stiff cock inside him and fucking his arse frantically whilst live to the world.

“Yeah, fuck it” he urged, so I fucked him hard. We were now attracting a large audience urging us on.

“Fuck, that’s so fucking good” he grinned.

I was still fucking his arse when dad walked in with three plates of food. I noticed my phone indicated that he’d called on the intercom, but I’d been too occupied fucking arse. He smiled at me and then at Oliver.

“Feeling better?” he asked him.

“Yeah, much thanks.”

“Surprising what a good fuck can do, isn’t it” he grinned.

5.

As soon as we arrived, Andy Taylor told us to join him in his office. Calvin and Melvin were already sitting there. I gave them a questioning look. They shrugged their shoulders and knew no more than us.

“As you know, your period of training here ends in two weeks.”

We all nodded.

“As promised at the outset, I have spoken to several dance companies about you guys, and one in particular is very interested. Seems he saw you perform at the two performances you did. He wants to see you and discuss you joining his group of dancers.”

“All four of us?” Calvin asked.

“Yep, all of you. Can’t say I blame him. You’re all good. I’m sorry to see you go.”

I smiled to myself. What he really meant was he’d miss fucking us and us sucking his cock.

“An audition has been setup for tomorrow morning at 11 am in London. Here are your train tickets. Let me know how you get on. Go home and prepare.”

“Thanks” I replied on behalf of everyone. We walked out of his office, collected our things, and made our way to the nearest café. Whilst Calvin ordered coffee for all of us, I searched on the net for the dance company we were seeing the next day.

“It’s an all-male dance company. There’s a list of what they’ve done. Been going for two years.”

The others stood behind me to look at the phone.

“I’ve heard of them. They’re brilliant” Calvin said.

All male, wow. Gotta be plenty of gays amongst them” Melvin laughed.

***

The dance company was based in Camden. On arrival we were introduced to the choreographer who asked each of us questions about why we wanted to be a professional dancer, the kind of music we liked and how much acting experience we had, either from our training or productions. Satisfied with our answers he asked us to audition, first individually and then as a group. He asked me to go first, which made me nervous, but once dancing to the music, my nerves soon melted away.

Once we’d finished the group dance, he told us to sit down.

“You’re all very good and I’d like you to join our team. We perform traditional ballet within the context of modern dance, and we’re an all-male group.”

He then explained how we’d be employed. We’d receive an annual retainer and payment for each performance. These rates would increase as we gained more experience.

“So, who would like to accept?”

“I would” I immediately replied.

“And me” Oliver added.

“Yeah, and both of us” Melvin said.

“Calvin, do you agree?”

“Yeah. Sounds brilliant.”

“Excellent. Our administrator will handle the paperwork. I suggest you commence next Monday.”

We left with our heads spinning and my heart was pumping with excitement. My dream had come true. I was now a professional dancer and not just a ‘ballet boy’. I could see that Oliver felt the same way.

“Let’s find a pub and celebrate” Calvin grinned.

Having ordered the drinks, after showing ID to show we were eighteen, we found a table and sat down.

“We need to find accommodation near here to save travel costs” I commented.

“True” Oliver replied. “How about we share somewhere and split the cost four ways?”

“Great idea” Melvin replied.

“Yeah. We can have loads of sex” Calvin laughed.

“You’ve got a one-track mind” Melvin laughed.

“True, but so have you” he retorted.

“How do we find a place we can afford?” I said, ignoring the banter.

“I’ll give my dad a call” Melvin replied. “He’ll know.”

Whilst he called his dad, I phoned Andy Taylor to give him the news.

“Excellent. I’d have been surprised if he hadn’t. Has he asked you to start next Monday?”

“Yes”

“In that case, no point in coming back here. Take the rest of the week as a holiday.”

I thanked him for everything he’d done for us and ended the call. I told the others what he’d said.

“Well, well. Thought he’d get us to do one more erotic dance to turn him on before giving us a farewell fuck” Calvin grinned.

Melvin meanwhile had spoken to his dad who’d given him a name of someone to call. On doing so, the guy offered a two-bed flat in Camden that we could share. We finished our drinks and set off to find it. On the way, I phoned dad and told him the news. He was delighted and agreed the rent for the flat was reasonable for central London.

“This is it” Melvin said, pointing to a Victorian house, which had originally been a large house but had now been converted into two flats, one on each floor. The agent arrived a few moments later. He invited us in and up to the first floor.

“It has two double bedrooms” he said as he unlocked the front door. A living room, which contained a kitchen alcove, was at the front. The two bedrooms were at the back overlooking a yard. They were much the same size and adequate for our needs. The bathroom with a shower, was accessed from the narrow corridor.

We all agreed it would be perfect for what we needed. Dad had said he could cover my portion of the first month’s rent if necessary. I had the money I’d earned as a pole dancer at the club, so had enough to pay the deposit. The other three agreed so the agent took us back to the office to deal with the paperwork.

We left feeling on top of the world, each with a front door key to our flat in our pocket. I suggested we went to Soho and have a bite to eat to celebrate. The others agreed. Twenty-minutes later we were walking into a gay bar where we each had a burger and a drink.

Oliver had never been to Soho and was drooling at the gorgeous guys passing by. The other two knew the area well.

“Happy?” I smiled at him, taking his hand into mine.

“Yeah, totally” he replied, blowing me a kiss.

We’d agreed to rent the flat from the Saturday to give us time to settle in and familiarise ourselves with the area before starting work on the Monday. Once home, dad hugged me tight. As usual our cocks pressed together.

“I’m so happy for you. I know this has been your dream for so long.”

I kissed him. “Thanks, dad, for everything.” He kissed me back, and said we’d still meet up regularly.

Mum arrived home that evening looking very happy. She’d clearly enjoyed her time in Paris with the two guys. I told her my news and she congratulated me, but the enthusiasm wasn’t as much as dad’s had been. I sensed there was something on her mind. I took myself up to my room. I was dying for a wank, so logged onto the live sex cam site and watched guys fucking or jerking themselves off whilst I satisfied my needs.

Half an hour later, dad appeared.

“Are you okay?” I asked on seeing his face.

“Your mum has announced that she wants to move in with one of the guys.”

“Fuck”

“We’ll remain married, and we’ll get together as a family every so often. Besides, you’ll have plenty on to keep you busy.”

“What about you?” I asked.

He smiled. “To be honest, the last few days has made me realise something. I’m gay. I prefer men. I’m not heterosexual.”

I hugged him and he hugged my naked body, which as usual caused a reaction down below. He said he’d continue living in the house, at least for the time being. It would also mean he could invite back whoever he liked, whenever he liked.

“When does she want to leave?”

“Soon” he replied. I felt mean leaving him at the end of the week, but he said he’d be okay. I knew he would.

***

Mum had moved out of the house within two days, taking with her all her belongings and odd items around the house. Dad watched her do so, without a word. On the Saturday morning, he accompanied me to the flat in Camden, helping with my luggage.

“This place is perfect for four randy guys” he laughed as he helped me unpack. The four of us had already agreed who would have which bedroom. Oliver then arrived with a suitcase of clothes and a holdall. I hugged and kissed him as dad watched on. They then did the same.

“Congratulations on your new job and your new home” he said.

“Thanks” he replied.

“What’s wrong?” I knew him well and could always tell when something was bothering him.

“It’s dad. He didn’t approve of us signing up for this place without consulting him and seeing it first.”

Dad took him into his arms. “You’re eighteen and now an adult. It’s your decision. Besides, I understand Melvin’s dad recommended the agent.”

“I know, but he won’t let go. He treats me like a kid.”

“He should watch us fucking” I laughed, causing Dad to grin.

“He’ll come round, given time” dad said trying to cheer him up.

“He’s told me I’m on my own now, so not to expect him to bail me out if I can’t afford the rent.”

“Don’t worry” dad assured him. “I’ve agreed to support Leo until money is coming in, and I’ll do the same for you.”

Oliver hugged him and buried his head onto dad’s chest. I had a feeling he was crying. I joined the hug, and nobody said anything until Oliver looked up and thanked him. We then helped him unpack. I’d met his dad on numerous occasions and was surprised he’d be so unsupportive.

We’d just finished when Melvin and Calvin arrived. They were both on top of the world. They’d managed to end the tenancy on their current flat immediately because they knew someone who was desperate for accommodation, so they’d taken it over with immediate effect.

“So, everyone is happy” Melvin grinned. “Thought we’d go out on the town tonight” he added.

“I’d like to take you guys out for a meal first” dad announced. “You can let your hair down afterwards.

“Wow, thanks” Calvin yelped. This cheered Oliver up and the problem with his dad was put out of his mind.

***

We had now been with the dance company for six months and thoroughly enjoying it. Although our income just about paid the rent and living expenses, we needed more.

“What about doing porn. It makes good money” Melvin suggested. “I know an agent who recruits for the major porn websites.”

“Fucking brilliant” Oliver replied. I agreed with him. “We’ve both performed on live sex cams” he grinned.

“Wow, we’re living with porn stars” Calvin laughed.

Melvin contacted the agent who agreed to see us that afternoon.

“Hi, I’m Trevor” I understand you’re interested in doing gay porn.”

“Yes” I replied for the four of us.

“So, why porn?”

“We need the money, and we love sex.”

“Are you two boyfriends?” he asked, looking at me and Oliver.

“Yes” Oliver replied.

Trevor, who was clearly gay and in his mid-twenties, looked at the other two. “What about you guys?”

“Yeah. We’re boyfriends” Melvin replied.

“And you’re prepared to watch one another being fucked or fucking other guys?”

“Yes” we replied. “We love one another but frequently have sex with other guys” I added.

“Mm” Trevor replied. “Let’s first interview you, Leo. You, other guys sit over there and watch but don’t interrupt. Is that clear?”

“Yes” they replied.

Trevor told me to remove my T-shirt and sit on a sofa opposite a camera.

“The interview will be recorded so you can view it afterwards. Okay?”

“Yeah, that’s fine” I replied.

“Why porn?” he asked.

“Love sex and showing off my body.”

“Which part of your body do you like best?”

“My butt and my dick.”

“Do you enjoy being naked?”

“Yes. Love it.”

“Why”

“The excitement of showing off my intimate parts to those watching.”

“Have you done that?”

“Yes, frequently. Oliver and I broadcast ourselves on a live gay sex cam.”

“What’s the reaction?”

“Very good.”

“Do you make money from it?”

“A moderate amount.”

“Do you fuck one another online?”

“Yes”

“Slip off your jeans.”

I removed my trainers and my jeans, leaving me only wearing a thong, courtesy of Calvin.

“Nice. Stand up and show me your butt.”

I did and he complimented me on it. He told me to turn around and play with my cock. I thrust my hand inside the thong and massaged my cock. It was soon hard. Trevor moved close and held the bulge.

“Nice. Remove your thong.”

I did and my stiff cock stood up defiantly.

“Mm, very nice. Keep looking into the camera. Are you a top or a bottom?”

“Mainly a bottom but I enjoy being a top.”

“Get on your knees and suck my cock.” He removed his trousers to show off a hard cock. I licked and sucked it. “Lick the head.” I did.

“How big a cock, have you taken?

“Eight inch or more” I replied, not sure how big Melvin was.

“Take the full length into your mouth.”

I slowly took the length inch by inch until the head was pressing into my throat. I had a feeling that I’d taken the full length.

“Very good. Have you fucked or been fucked by another guy in front of your boyfriend?”

“Yes, frequently.”

“Bend over the sofa.”

I did and waited for his big cock to fuck me. He was big. Bigger than Melvin. I felt the big swollen head breach my arse as I gritted my teeth. It then filled up my arse and felt wonderful. He fucked for a minute before pulling out. He turned me around and smiled.

“You did well. I fucked you bareback. Does that bother you?”

“No”

“Good, because guys like to watch bareback porn. You’d be given PreP before each shoot and be tested regularly. Are you prepared to fuck raw?”

“Yes”

“Okay. Sit over there and don’t say a word whilst I interview your boyfriend. We changed places and I sat where Oliver had been sitting. I was still naked, having left my clothes on the sofa.

“Did it bother you watching me fuck your boyfriend?”.

“No. We have an open relationship.”

Trevor then proceeded to ask him a similar set of questions and he seemed happy with Oliver’s answers. Finally, I watched him fuck my boyfriend. As always, it turned me on. Having fucked for a minute he pulled out. He told me to join Oliver on the sofa. We automatically kissed. Our cocks still hard.

“You’ve both done well. Just one final item. Leo, fuck your boyfriend on camera.”

That was an easy task to do which I performed like a porn star. We both groaned and grunted as my hard cock fucked his arse, yelling “Ah, fuck, ah fuck” At appropriate times. Trevor seemed very pleased with our performance.

When I dumped my load over Oliver’s back, as instructed by Trevor, he told Oliver to fuck me. He performed brilliantly, ending by dumping ribbon after ribbon of creamy cum over my back.

“Welcome to the team” Trevor beamed before telling us to sit with the other two. He then called Melvin over and went through the same process with him and Calvin.

“Welcome to the team” he told both of them after they’d fucked one another.

Our first recording was on the following Tuesday which was in three days' time.

We went home and adopted the agreed dress code, which was naked or a thong. Melvin fucked me with his big cock and then Oliver. The three of us then fucked Calvin, each dumping our load of cum.

Oliver and I frequently met up with dad at the house. Things invariably ended up in the attic bedroom where we had a threesome. Oliver’s relationship with his dad had not improved but he still spoke with his mum.

“Happy?” I asked him one day.

“Yeah, very. I’ve got the best guy in the world beside me.”

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