You know,” I looked down at Brian’s crotch pointedly. Gay sex I’d been cast in the titular role virtually by default, but I was having fun trying to make it my own.As it turned out though, costuming was again a bit of an issue. Of course, he’d be trying to sleep with his new dance partner. I have jock clit! Brian didn’t have any real ballet clothes yet, so he just wore his sweats and a t-shirt throughout the audition.I didn’t see him again after that until a couple of weeks later when regular ballet classes started up. All four inches of him.Pulling back a little, I heard Brian moan, and knew he was starting to get into it. Brian let his chest sink down onto the stage, both hands still holding his ass apart for me. Just do what you’re told.”“Yeah?” Whatever sympathy I’d had for Brian rapidly evaporated. OH-!”Brain’s little dick erupted, shooting blast after blast of cum out onto the stage.
