The Dancers By Adam Stewart
Faron had loved to dance as soon as he'd learned to stand on his own two feet. He loved music and whenever he heard it, he'd dance. His Brazilian parents, who'd emigrated to England before he was born, quickly recognised their son's love of dancing. At the age of nine they paid for him to attend ballet school.
"He's a natural and will go far" the ballet master told them.
Faron had also realised by this time that he was gay but never told his parents. Whether they'd recognised their son's `gay' mannerisms he wasn't sure and never found out because soon after his twelfth birthday they were both shot by an intruder who attempted to burgle their home. As an only child he was devastated but Jan, the ballet master, agreed to be his guardian and persuaded the ballet school to let Faron continue at the school for free.
Jan was a Polish dancer who'd emigrated to England to take up the post of ballet master and was also gay. Faron became an asset for the school because he danced prime solo roles in numerous performances which enabled the school to obtain funding from wealthy donors.
He continued for another six years and at the age of eighteen started looking for a paid job with a dance group. Jan knew his protégé would soon be snapped up so made a major decision of his own. He knew several wealthy donors having been the ambassador for the school. He'd dreamt of setting up his own dance company consisting purely of gay men. On hearing his ideas, one particular donor said he might be interested in financing Jan's dream.
"I like the idea of having only gay men. It provides all kinds of possibilities" Edward said. "If you're willing to produce shows for private gay parties, in which your dancers dance naked, I'd be prepared to finance your company. What do you think?"
Jan liked the idea. His choreography had frequently involved male dancers wearing minimal clothing.
"Perhaps they could go one step further" Edward grinned, "and have sex in front of the audience as part of the performance. Do you have any dancers in mind?"
Jan said he did. He knew that Faron was very friendly with another student, and he had two others in mind. They were all eighteen and gay.
"Do you think they'd be willing to dance naked and have sex in front of others?" Edward smiled.
Jan was sure they would. He'd often seen them enjoying one another's nakedness in the steam room and showers and he'd caught them having sex on two occasions. "None of them seemed concerned despite knowing it was against the school's rules.
Edward suggested he sound them out without telling them too much.
"I'd need premises for a studio and ideally accommodation for the students" Jan added.
"Not a problem" Edward grinned. "I have the perfect premises which are empty and would only need a little work carried out to suit your needs."
On his way back to the studio he made a mental list of things to tell the selected students when he spoke to them. Having worked out a full costing and obtained Edward's approval, he decided to speak first to Faron and Ethan, his boyfriend, since he guessed they'd want to stay together when they left the school.
"What I'm about to tell you is confidential and must not be discussed with anyone. Do you agree?"
"Yes, master" they both replied, wondering why they were there.
"I know you're both seeking work with a dance company, and I'd like to make an offer but there are conditions. Are you interested?"
Both lads sat up excitedly and said they were because they'd always found Jan a good ballet master. He explained he would shortly be leaving the school to set up his own dance company and would like them to join him. Both became very excited. Both liked Jan, and Faron knew he owed him to lot.
"My sponsor has conditions" Jan continued. "The company will consist of male dancers only and they must be gay."
"Fucking brilliant" Ethan replied.
"There's more" Jan continued. "Some performances will be for private groups of gay men, and you'd be dancing naked." He paused to see their reaction.
"Awesome" Faron replied.
"Yeah, fucking brilliant" Ethan added excitedly.
"How would you feel about explicit sex being included within the production?" Jan smiled and waited for their response.
"Wow. Yeah, why not. Wouldn't bother me" Faron grinned.
"Same here" Ethan replied. "You mean actual penetration?" he queried. Jan nodded.
"Full kissing, sucking and fucking" Jan replied.
"Fuck. I'd love to do that. How about you?" he asked, turning to his best friend.
"Yeah. Doesn't bother me what we do in front of an audience if that's what they want."
Jan smiled and assured them that the audiences Edward had in mind would certainly enjoy watching beautiful guys having live sex. He then detailed the pay he had in mind and that there'd be accommodation for them above the studio. He reminded them to keep everything they'd discussed completely secret and not to tell a soul. Both promised they would.
"Do you think Anthony and Kane would be interested in joining the group?"
Both lads said they were sure they would. Anthony, who was Nigerian, loved being naked and having sex, as did Kane. They too were just eighteen and Kane had beautiful blonde hair. He was also very effeminate which suited what Jan had in mind.
Jan interviewed Anthony and Kane separately and having obtained their promise to keep what he was about to tell them strictly to themselves he detailed his idea about the new dance company and what it would involve. Each said they'd love to join and loved the idea of dancing naked and having sex as part of the performance. With his four best students on board, he approached Edward again to finalise things. They first went to visit the premises that Edward owned in Camden.
"It's an old warehouse and can easily be converted into a studio" Edward explained as they walked inside.
On the ground floor there was a large open area with a small office and toilet area adjoining it. The open area wasn't particularly large, but Jan had decided to keep the number of dancers to a maximum of six. The first floor had been divided into offices, three of which could be converted into twin occupant bedrooms, others for a communal shower area and bathroom, a smaller one into a steam room, another into a relaxation area, and one for a kitchen.
"These partition walls would need to be replaced with solid walls and I suggest the second floor is converted into a two-bed flat for you."
"It's perfect" Jan exclaimed, "but it's going to cost a fortune to do what's necessary."
Edward smiled and put his arm around Jan, who he'd fancied ever since meeting him. "That's my problem, not yours. The income we can get from wealthy guys to watch your private performances plus the public performances you'll undertake, will soon give us a healthy return. Are you on?"
"Definitely" Jan replied, enjoying the feel of Edward's body up close against his. He even felt his cock react and hoped Edward wouldn't notice. With everything settled, Edward said he'd employ someone to oversee the work and produce detailed costs, although he already had an idea what the overall figure would be.
Jan had to give a month's notice to terminate his contract with the ballet school. The four students, having completed their training, could leave as soon as they needed. Besides, the end of term was coming up so it would be the ideal time to make the move.
Within two weeks, work on the premises had commenced. How Edward managed to get things moving so fast was a mystery to Jan, but no doubt money had something to do with it. Having seen the progress and been assured by the guy in charge of the renovation that everything would be completed within the next two weeks, Jan decided to submit his resignation. The school principal was horrified.
She relied so much on Jan that she wasn't sure how the school would manage without him. She tried her best to persuade him to stay but without success. When asked where he was going, he was vague in his reply. The school was based in Maidstone, Kent so far enough from London to keep his new venture secret for the moment. He spoke to each of the four students he was taking with him and got each one to sign a non-disclosure agreement to maintain secrecy about the sensitive aspects of their work. He also took them in pairs on their rest days to see the new premises and where they'd be living.
"Wow", Ethan exclaimed when he saw the studio space, which was now almost complete. When he and Faron saw the bedroom they'd share, they both gasped.
"It's wonderful" Faron gasped and felt tears forming in his eyes.
Jan put an arm around him and hugged him tight. "You like it?"
"Yes" Faron sobbed with tears pouring down his face. Ethan took him into his arms and kissed him on the lips right in front of Jan who just smiled. He loved seeing his students, now to become performers, so happy. He then showed them the other areas including the small gym that Edward's contractor had fitted in, and they were totally delighted.
"So, you still want to be a part of it" Jan grinned.
"You bet. It's fucking fantastic" Ethan replied and gave Jan a big kiss on the lips which caused his whole body to shake with sexual pleasure.
The other two students were just as delighted and couldn't wait to leave the school and start their new life.
The final two weeks at the school was a strain for all of them because they couldn't tell others where they were going or what it would involve apart from saying they were joining a new dance company.
Finally, term ended, and the four students said their farewell to others. Jan had arranged transport to London for them and he travelled in his own car. The parting for him was not so joyful because the principal felt letdown by him, despite his many years of loyal service. However, other staff wished him every success at the new dance company, none of them knowing it was his own venture.
He and Edward had decided the less people knew, the safer it would be. Once they were ready with a new production for public view, the new dance company would be launched. In the meantime, they'd be showing `all' at private performances.
As soon as the dancers arrived at their new home, they rushed up to their rooms and unpacked.
"Everyone to meet in the studio in one hour" Jan told them as he handed out thongs for them to wear. "No dance belts from now on and tights will only be worn for certain public performances" he added. The lads held up their thong and giggled.
"Doesn't hide much, does it?" Anthony laughed.
"That's the idea" Jan grinned and left them to unpack.
He went up to the second floor and unpacked his own things before stripping off and donning a pair of tight-fitting shorts, which showed off his masculinity, and a T-shirt that hugged his chest. He'd decided that if the dancers were required to show all, it was only fair that he should do the same whilst they rehearsed.
Once dressed, he checked the small gym. He'd left Edward to decide what equipment to purchase, since he was paying. On entering, he saw an exercise bike and next to this was a cross trainer, two exercise mats and dumbbells. Next door was the steam room. It was just large enough to seat six on the wooden slatted benches. He switched on the unit so it would be ready for them later before making his way down to the studio.
The contractor had done a magnificent job. The floor had been fitted with an oak wood effect studio dance floor and a floor mounted ballet barre along the length of one wall which was mirrored. He'd just finished checking things when his four dancers appeared.
"Wow" was the general comment as they looked at their new surroundings.
"Okay, guys. Loosen up on the barre before I go through the choreography for our first private performance."
The four dancers ran over to the barre wearing their thong and ballet slippers to commence their usual exercises. He admired each of their almost naked bodies. The thong had been a good choice. Their butts were naked apart from a thin strap between the buttocks and the front provided a very pleasant view of what they had to offer.
After finishing their exercises, Jan went through the choreography of the dance he'd produced for their first private show.
"Remember, you're gay so make your dance erotic especially when moving into the sexual part."
The dancers grinned and started dancing. Apart from a few interruptions to change things, Jan was pleased with the result. All four showed their erotic feelings perfectly.
"Excellent, guys. Now onto the sexual part."
The four stopped dancing and listened to the instructions. They were all excited. "Make it real and forget you've got an audience."
They recommenced the dance from the point when Faron was kissing Kane and Anthony was kissing Ethan. The dance became more erotic, and their thongs were removed in time with the music. They continued dancing naked as if it was normal.
"Brilliant" Jan muttered as he admired the four naked bodies jumping and twisting to the music with their cocks flapping between their legs. Gradually, they slowed down, following the music and each pair started kissing. It was passionate and Jan felt his cock go hard inside his shorts, but he didn't care.
He faded the music into the background as the intensity of the coupling continued and erections began to appear. He stood back and watched. He'd told them to go the whole way if they wanted and it was very clear that they did.
Now beside one of the exercise mats that Jan had placed in the middle of the floor, Anthony sank to his knees and took Ethan's stiff cock into his mouth whilst he continued to sway with the music. It was a beautiful sight and Jan felt tears form. A few moments later, Kale went onto his knees on the other mat and started sucking Faron's erection.
The sucking continued for several minutes before both pairs adjusted their position. Ethan went on all fours and Anthony slipped his stiff black cock into the tight arse that had been lubricated in readiness. As he fucked, both uttered groans of satisfaction. Kale then sank onto the other mat, went onto his back and lifted his legs over his head to expose his hole. Faron immediately slipped his cock in and began to fuck. Whether it was his imagination, Jan was not sure but both guys appeared to be fucking in rhythm to the background music.
Jan was now feeling his own cock through his shorts but after a few moments he decided that was not enough so slipped them down to expose his stiff cock to massage it whilst he watched the others.
Suddenly, several minutes later, both guys uttered cries of joy as their climax erupted. As if by magic, Jan shot his load into his hand.
When the four lads had come back to earth, they looked over to Jan whose shorts were still around his feet.
"Guys that was amazing" he exclaimed. "If you can perform like that in two days time, Edward and his friends will be very happy."
"Some cock you've got there, boss" Ethan grinned. Jan immediately pulled up his shorts.
"Perhaps one day you can try it out" he laughed.
The other four also laughed. The relationship between them suddenly changed from student/teacher to performer/manager and it felt good.
"We'll go through it again tomorrow but let's now have a shower and afterwards start preparing our evening meal. It's do it yourself here guys" Jan chuckled.
The lads walked naked upstairs to the shower room which had four shower heads so they could shower together. Jan switched off the lights in the studio and checked the entrance was locked before following them. Rather than going to his own flat he stripped naked and walked into the shower room where the others were enjoying a warm shower. They looked at his naked body and he was sure he heard a low whistle as he stood waiting for a shower to be free. Ethan was the first to step aside so Jan took his place which was beside Anthony.
"You're beautiful" Anthony whispered to him.
"Thanks, so are you" he smiled.
Having dried off, the dancers slipped on their thongs and Jan slipped on his shorts, leaving the T-shirt to one side. They then all walked to the kitchen. Jan had purchased supplies on his way that morning. That night's meal was chicken pie, potatoes and cabbage followed by yogurt. Jan was in charge and the other four automatically paired off. Two to assist in the kitchen as required and the other two to set the table in the adjacent dining area. They worked well as a team and Jan congratulated them. After the meal, the four lads automatically cleared the dishes and washed up leaving Jan to make a call.
"Hi, Baraka. Are you still looking for a pianist position?"
"Yeah, man. Getting desperate now. Applied for several positions but as soon as they realise it's a black man applying, they cool off."
Jan commiserated with him knowing the level of racism that still existed in some areas. "In that case, I've got a job for you. I've now started my own gay dance company with four gorgeous lads, and I've decided we need a live pianist. Recorded music doesn't sound the same. The job is yours if you're interested."
Baraka gasped. "Man, that's fucking amazing. Yeah, I'd love to join you guys. Is there accommodation nearby. I'm having to give up this place. Can't afford it any longer."
Jan had met Baraka, who was Ugandan and now twenty-nine, in a gay bar in Soho two years before. They'd immediately clicked and frequently met up for sex. Until recently, he'd been the resident pianist for a school but had been made redundant following a reorganisation. He was a competent pianist and good at writing music when necessary.
"If you don't mind sharing with me in my flat, you're welcome to live here" Jan replied.
"Fuck, yeah, man. That'd be awesome. Thanks."
Jan detailed the pay he could afford and explained the kind of performances they'd be doing.
"Wow can't wait to join. When can I start?"
"Tomorrow? And bring your portable piano. We don't have one at present but it's on the list to get.
"Fuck, yes" he exclaimed. "Thanks so much for thinking of me. You're a star and I love you."
Although they'd always got on well together and enjoyed good sex, the word love had never been mentioned before. Suddenly, Jan felt his heartbeat increase when he realised that he loved the gorgeous black guy. He was kind, good natured and a good friend plus he was fantastic in bed.
"In that case, see you tomorrow morning" he replied and gave him the address.
When the call ended, Jan sat for a moment letting it sink in. He really was in love with Baraka, and he'd never realised it.
"I've appointed a pianist" he told the others who were now lazing in the lounge area.
"Our own live pianist" Kane exclaimed. "Fucking brilliant. Much prefer dancing to live music."
The others agreed.
"I'm off to the steam room" Anthony said. "Come on Kane" he added as he removed his thong to let it all hang out. The others grinned.
"And a fuck" Ethan chuckled. "How about you, Faron? Shall we join them? You know how much Shane loves an audience when he's being fucked. What about you, boss? Want to join in?"
Jan smiled. He'd have loved to fuck each of these lads. He'd imagined doing so for a long time, but he'd made a rule; never get sexually involved with the dancers.
"Thanks for the offer, Ethan but I need to prepare for Baraka, our new pianist. He's arriving tomorrow morning."
The others looked at him and smiled knowingly as they made their way to the steam room. Jan admired the four beautiful naked bodies leave the room. After a few moments of fantasising, he made his way to the flat. Fortunately, it was plenty large enough for two with enough storage space for Baraka's stuff.
He removed his shorts and fondled his growing cock. He loved being naked. He always had, even as a child. When his mother was at work, he'd strip off and prance around the house naked. His parents had separated when he was nine years old leaving his mother to raise him. It was a hard life, but they managed.
When he announced he wanted to go to ballet school, she was proud of him. She'd recognised her son's effeminate mannerisms from an early age. It was this that had caused the marriage breakdown because her husband wanted to beat it out of him and make him a man. She'd argued and they fought before telling him to leave. She also reported him to the authorities for child abuse. He left and they never set eyes on him again.
After making space for Baraka's clothes in the built-in cupboard, he sat at the small table that acted as a desk in the living room and opened his computer. He still had mental images of the lads in the steam room having sex and his body needed satisfaction. He searched for gay porn and scrolled through several sites before choosing one. He then spent the next hour watching guys fucking as he slowly massaged his cock and body with massage oil.
It had been Baraka who'd introduced him to gay massage when he'd given him a body-to-body massage before fucking his arse. It was a beautiful experience, and it became a regular activity from then when they met up. They'd take it in turns to massage and be the top. As he massaged his chest, legs and thighs plus his cock and balls, he imagined it was Baraka's hand working it's magic. His mind was now full of images of them doing it. "And from now on we can do it whenever we want" he chuckled out loud. He felt wonderful sensations shoot through his body as he gently massaged the inside of his thighs before ending with the stiff cock in his hand.
The guy fucking the twink on film was now reaching his climax. As he watched ribbon after ribbon of creamy white cum shoot over the lad's back, his own cock erupted all over the floor. "Just as well I opted for hard floors" he chuckled. "Easier to clean up."
The film faded away and he switched off his computer. After wiping up his own load of cum off the floor, he relaxed in an armchair to watch TV. "The perfect life" he grinned.
At just gone ten he returned downstairs to switch off lights and tell the guys it was time for bed. He found the living room empty and in darkness. As he walked along the corridor past their bedrooms, he could hear grunts inside Kane and Anthony's room. The door was slightly open, so he poked his head inside and saw Anthony's big black cock stuffing his boyfriend's white arse.
"Time to settle down, guys."
"Yes, boss" Anthony grinned as he continued fucking.
Faron and Ethan's room was in darkness, so he walked on by. The school had operated a strict policy for students to be in bed by ten thirty because a dancer needed a good night's sleep to be ready for the next gruelling day of dance. It was good practice, but he was sure there'd be exceptions in their new life.
Satisfied that everything was locked up and lights out, he made his own way to bed. Instead of going to sleep he kept thinking about Baraka and their new life together. He hoped it would work out because the more he thought about him, the more he realised he loved him, and his cock was telling him the same.
Baraka arrived at just gone nine the following morning. As soon as he met Jan. The four dancers looked on with amusement recognising the signs of true love. Jan left the lads to practice and took Baraka upstairs to the bedroom he'd be sharing.
"Fuck, this is brilliant. A big improvement on the shit hole I've been renting. Jan took him into his arms and kissed him passionately. Baraka was taken aback because Jan had never shown such emotion before. He smiled and kissed him on the lips.
"We're destined to be together and I for one am very happy."
"So am I" Jan replied and kissed him again.
"I assume the lads downstairs know about us."
"No. But they'll soon find out" Jan grinned. "I love you Baraka."
It was the first time that Baraka had heard those words and he was momentarily taken aback. "I love you too. Always have and always will" he replied. More passionate kissing followed and both parties wanted to take it to the next stage, but four dancers were waiting for them, and Jan was too professional to let them down.
"A new Bechstein upright piano is being delivered later today" Jan casually mentioned as they made their way down to the studio where four dancers were waiting for them.
"Beckstein. How the fuck can you afford that. It's one of the best" Baraka exclaimed.
"I have a wealthy patron and he only wants the best" Jan smiled. "Your portable will come in useful when we undertake private performances."
"The gay sex ones" Baraka grinned. "Can't wait for those."
"It's for one of those that we're rehearsing, so be professional" Jan grinned.
"I'd like to introduce Baraka, our resident pianist" Jan announced when they walked into the studio. "He'll be living with me. And yes, he's my boyfriend" he grinned. "Any questions?"
"Congratulations, boss and welcome Baraka" Ethan replied.
"Thanks. I'm sure I'll get to know each of you in due course" Baraka replied as he admired the four semi-naked dancers in their thongs.
When the session was over, he asked Jan if he wanted more dancers.
"We have room for six, so two more could join."
"I know a seventeen-year-old who's desperate to join a ballet company. He's been thrown out of home because of his sexuality. His father is a complete bastard. He's currently living on the street selling his body but he's a brilliant dancer."
Jan said he was interested so asked Baraka to contact him and arrange a meeting. Baraka immediately called him and invited Antonio for an interview.
The seventeen-year-old lad said he'd come immediately so grabbed his backpack which contained his life possessions and made his way to Camden.
"Welcome, Antonio. I'm Jan, the owner and manager of this dance school. Come with me."
A nervous Antonio followed him to the studio where he was required to audition. He was very camp and a fem, and Jan liked him. He also saw potential in him.
"That was excellent" he told Antonio who beamed with delight after he'd finished dancing. He'd seldom received such praise because most ballet companies didn't want dancers who were fem and wore makeup.
"I love your makeup. It suits you" Jan smiled genuinely.
"Thank you, sir. Most companies don't like it."
"It's perfect for this company" Jan smiled and explained what was involved.
"Wow, that's brilliant. I love it" he replied.
"Strictly confidential so not a word to anyone" Jan replied.
"Absolutely. You can trust me, sir."
Jan liked him and decided he'd fit in perfectly. "When could you start?"
"Immediately. I'm jobless and homeless" Antonio replied.
"What nationality are you?"
"Barbadian. My parents brought me over to the UK when I was six but as soon as they realised, I was gay, didn't want to know me so I left Birmingham and moved to London in the hope that life would be better. Sadly, it wasn't."
Jan liked the lad and hugged him. "Well, your life is about to change. I'd love you to join our small team if you're interested."
Antonio accepted and said he was available to start with immediate effect because his backpack contained his only belongings.
Jan called the other four dancers from upstairs and introduced Antonio. He was pleased to see they all gave him a warm reception and weren't perturbed by the red lipstick and rouge on his face. Jan had already issued him with a thong, and he'd immediately stripped naked in front of him to put it on.
Baraka played the music on his portable piano, and they rehearsed yet again the performance for Edward's get together the following evening at his house in Kensington. It went perfectly and Antonio joined in seamlessly.
"Perfect" Jan congratulated them and suggested they shower before relaxing prior to lunch which as usual would be something light.
"May I suggest something?" Antonio asked Jan as the others left the studio.
"Certainly. I'm always open to suggestions."
"How about including a rape scene in the performance we've just done? I was raped by three older guys when I was thirteen so know what it's like."
"I'm so sorry. That must have been a terrible experience for you" Jan replied.
"Not really. I rather enjoyed having three cocks up my arse but didn't let on so screamed and shouted to make them think they'd had the last laugh.
"How'd you suggest it's included?" Baraka asked having overheard the conversation. Antonio detailed the dance moves leading up the rape and how he'd play the part. "And you'd be willing to have the other four fuck you."
"Yes. Doesn't bother me provided the others are happy with the idea."
Jan said he'd think about it and thanked him for the idea.
"He's a bright lad" Baraka commented after Antonio had left the studio.
Jan agreed. "And he's a beautiful dancer. He performed faultlessly in that last routine considering it was new to him."
"What do you think about his idea?"
Jan wasn't sure. He liked the idea of using dance to reflect reality.
"I think it's a brilliant idea provided the others are happy to include it."
Jan agreed and said he'd raise it over lunch.
"Ah, that will be the guys delivering the piano" Jan said having heard the door intercom. He answered it and said he was on his way but first hastily put on a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt to cover his semi-nakedness.
"Good thinking" Baraka laughed and did the same. "Don't want them dropping it when they gaup at our beautiful bodies."
Jan laughed and ran to the entrance door to find two hefty guys holding the piano wrapped in bubble wrap. He showed them into the studio and indicated where the piano should go.
"What is this place?" one of them asked as they removed the bubble wrap.
"A dance studio" Jan casually replied.
Whilst he showed them out, Baraka tried the new piano out. The smile on his face told Jan that he was pleased with it.
"It's fucking beautiful" he enthused. "Such a perfect tone."
Whilst everyone ate the sandwiches Anthony and Ethan had made, Jan raised Antonio's idea. "I'm happy to include it provided everybody else is" he said and waited for their reaction.
"Great idea" Anthony replied.
"Yeah, brilliant. Okay by me" Faron added.
"And me" Ethan replied. "What about you, Kane?"
"If Antonio is willing to be the butt, it's fine by me."
"Does everyone think it's a good idea" Baraka asked.
"Yeah" they all replied.
With that agreed, they spent the afternoon going through the routine, without actually fucking Antonio's cute arse, and practising it several times to ensure it was artistic as well as erotic. By the end, Jan was pleased so it was included in the performance for the following evening.
Edward lived in a beautiful Edwardian house in Kensington. It had originally been the family home before his parents died at a young age. He then inherited the house and the family fortune. He'd never told his parents that he was gay and somehow avoided marriage which was generally expected by his peers.
Jan had arranged for the dance group to arrive mid-afternoon to allow time to set up and get a feel of the space they'd be working in. The room they were using was normally the dining room, but the table had been reduced to its smallest size and placed against an end wall. Instead of a lavish meal that it would normally display, it was being used for drinks and simple snacks for the five guests who were attending early evening.
Baraka set up his portable piano in one corner to leave as much space as possible for the five dancers. Everyone was excited and Jan could feel it oozing out of them. They went through a brief rehearsal to familiarise themselves with the limited space and how they'd interact with the audience who'd be sitting on easy chairs organised in a semi-circle.
Satisfied that everything was okay, Jan suggested they relax, which they did in an adjoining room.
"Why were you homeless? Did your dad chuck you out because you were gay?" Anthony asked Antonio whilst they relaxed in the anteroom.
"Yep. He was a complete bastard. When I was five years-old and he caught me dressing up in some of my mum's clothes, he called me disgusting and I was no son of his. He did everything possible to try and beat it out of me, sometimes physically, but I stood firm and wouldn't budge. I just loved dressing up and being in drag.
Things came to a head when my school complained about the makeup I wore, and I refused to remove it. My father said I either do what they say or get out of his house because I was a disgrace to the family, and he disowned me. I looked at him and laughed before going to my room to pack a bag. I told mum I was leaving and walked out without saying anything to the bastard. Haven't spoken to them since."
Anthony hugged him tight and said how sorry he was. "We'll be your family from now on" he added and gave him a big kiss on the lips. Kane watched on wondering whether his boyfriend was changing his affection to the newcomer. "We are, aren't we, guys?" Anthony asked the others.
"Of course," Ethan replied. "We're one big family and we love you, Antonio. So, fuck your father."
There was a general agreement, and everybody kissed and hugged the new addition to their group.
When the five guests had arrived and had been served drinks, the dancers prepared to perform. Jan decided to sit behind the guests rather than remain `backstage' like he normally would. He had every confidence in them to perform as planned.
After Edward had welcomed everyone and explained they were in for an unimaginable treat, Baraka started playing the music. Right on cue, Antonio danced running on stage and performed an amazing dance. His dancing was perfect and very erotic. The audience loved it. After he'd completed the main part of his solo, he moved closer to the five guys sitting in a semi-circle and teased them with his virtually naked body. He laid erotically across their laps and rubbed himself up against their bodies. Several guys felt his including the bulge that was now appearing inside his thong.
The guys loved it and urged him on, so he knelt in front of two guys and buried his head into their crotch. None of this had been planned but Jan had told the dancers to improvise where necessary.
In accordance with the script, Antonio moved back into the stage area and continued his erotic dance. The other four suddenly appeared when the music changed beat and grabbed him as they danced. He played the part perfectly as if he was afraid. The dancers almost threw him around and Jan could sense the tense atmosphere within the audience who weren't sure where this was going to end.
Suddenly, the beat of the music changed again, and Antonio was grabbed by three dancers leaving the fourth to remove his thong. One by one they removed theirs and an audible gasp was uttered by the audience as they watched five stark naked dancers prancing around. Antonio was then forced over a small table that had been brought to the centre of the stage by Ethan and whilst being held down by two of them, the other two proceeded to fuck him. Somehow, they managed to form erections much to the delight of the audience, and Anthony stuffed his into Antonio's arse.
"Yeah, fuck his arse" one of the guys yelled. Anthony did so until he reached his climax and shot it over Antonio's back just to show it had been real. Faron then took over and did the same before the other two did likewise.
Once all four had fucked, they took a bow and the audience erupted with applause. Edward came forward and grinned. "Told you it would be an unimaginable treat" he laughed. "It's now up to you and these five gorgeous guys are yours to have fun with."
Edward had mentioned this when they first arrived, and Jan told the dancers it was their choice so not to feel obligated to agree. They all did, especially when Edward had told them they'd be remunerated for the pleasure. Over the next two hours each lad was fucked by the guests. Jan and Baraka sat in the anteroom enjoying one another's company.
"When we get home, I'm gonna fuck your arse until you beg me to stop" Baraka chuckled as he nibbled Jan's neck.
"Can't wait" he replied. "Love your big cock inside me."
Both were tempted to do it there and then, but they needed to keep an eye on events in the other room. Jan wasn't totally happy about subjecting his dancers to what they'd had to do but it was the only way to keep the company afloat until they'd become well-known and had plenty of commissions to fulfil.
"They seem to be enjoying themselves" Baraka laughed having checked on things. "Faron is being double fucked by two guys and Antonio is being fucked whilst sucking another guy's cock. Ethan and Anthony are busy sucking two guys whilst Kane is being fucked by Edward."
"I'll give them another half-hour and then say we've got to leave" Jan replied.
"And once we're home, it's our turn to have fun" Baraka laughed.
Jan pulled him into a kiss which became passionate. Hands were exploring one another and delving deep into their jeans to feel their growing cocks.
"I love you so much" Baraka whispered in between kisses.
"I love you too" Jan replied.
It was finally time to leave, and they walked into the other room. Sexual activity had ceased although looking at the naked bodies, not for long.
"Guys, we need to make a move. Get dressed and pack your things, please."
A naked Edward walked over to him and took him into his arms. "Thanks for a wonderful show. The guys loved it and would like to show their appreciation." He passed him an envelope which was stuffed with cash. Jan thanked him and said he'd share it between the dancers. Edward had prepaid the main fee for the performance, which was considerable in view of its content. "I've already given your contact details to three other friends who are interested in similar private performances, and I'll certainly want more in due course. Your five lads are extremely talented and brave, especially young Antonio."
Jan thanked him but didn't let on that Antonio was still only seventeen. His dance team were now ready as was Baraka with his portable piano, so they bid their farewell to the other guys and left. Whilst driving home in Jan's secondhand Ford Galaxy MPV, which accommodated the seven of them with ease, Baraka asked the lads in the rear seats if they'd enjoyed themselves.
"Yeah, fucking brilliant" they chorused.
"And were you happy with the choreography and what it involved?"
"It was brilliant, wasn't it guys?" Anthony replied.
"What about you, Antonio, were you okay with it?"
"Yeah, brilliant. Loved being fucked by these guys in front of the randy audience" he laughed.
"So, would you all be prepared for do more performances like it?" Jan asked.
"Yeah" they replied.
"Anybody not happy to do more?" Baraka asked. "Don't be afraid to say so if you're not."
There was total silence, so Jan took that to mean they were all happy, but he'd check individually before he accepted another commission.
"Will there be more?" Kane asked.
"Quite likely" Jan replied. "The guys also showed their appreciation for your willingness to satisfy their sexual needs, so I'll share that out once I've counted it out" he added.
There was a general roar of approval and he heard someone say, "Being paid for sex is brilliant."
When they arrived home, Jan thanked all of them for a fantastic performance and suggested they relaxed before going to bed. They'd had their main meal at lunchtime, and he decided the snacks they'd been eating at Edward's was enough food for the day. The weekend was for rest since they had no other performances, so he left them to their own devices.
Jan and Baraka made their way to their bedroom and stripped off. Baraka soon had him on the bed and commenced kissing him all over. Jan watched as he licked his toes before slowly licking up the inside of his thighs. When he reached the balls, he took each one into his mouth and sucked it. Jan's cock was now rock hard and aching for action. Baraka ignored the rampant organ and continued working his way up the body, licking the belly button and then each nipple. Jan was at screaming point. His whole body was on fire aching to be fucked.
"Fuck me, please" he pleaded but Baraka just grinned at him as he worked his way back down the chest. He pulled the legs wide apart and licked between each leg, causing his lover to cry out to be fucked.
"All in good time" Baraka laughed and turned him over. Jan felt his legs being pulled wide apart and then his buttocks to expose his hole. Jan gave a sigh of relief, expecting the big black cock to penetrate him. Instead, he felt a hot tongue licking over his hole which caused his whole body to jump up and down.
"Fuck me, fuck my arse, please" he implored.
Finally, he felt two well lubricated fingers make their way into him and open him up. They were removed and the big black head of Baraka's cock gently forced its way in. Jan uttered a long low sigh of utmost joy as the long thick cock penetrated him. Once the organ was deep inside, Baraka laid his body on top of Jan's and slowly but deliberately fucked him. Jan closed his eyes and enjoyed a mental image of it fucking.
He was then conscious of a bottle of poppers being held up to his nostril and told to inhale deeply. Without opening his eyes, he did so and felt the aroma invade him. Having taken three more deep inhalations, he felt his head start to swim. The big cock was still slowly fucking him and with each inward stroke he felt the euphoria of being fucked.
The action continued for twenty minutes before he heard Baraka cry out that he was coming. Jan's mind was now filled with an image of copious cum filling his arse. When he was spent, Baraka pulled out and kissed the back of Jan's neck.
"Worth waiting for?" he giggled.
"Definitely" Jan replied and turned to kiss the man with whom he was madly in love.
The following morning, Jan was in the kitchen making breakfast whilst singing.
"Someone's happy" Anthony laughed. "Must have been a good night" he chuckled.
Jan just smiled. "How was yours?" he asked, knowing that Anthony and Kane were now items.
"Perfect" he replied. "Life couldn't be better. Great job, in love with a beautiful guy and living with great guys."
Jan smiled. He'd noticed the relationship between the two lads getting stronger and was pleased for them. Happy dancers made good dancers.
"And undertaking performances like yesterday evening. Does that upset things?"
"No way. We've agreed to explore all options when it comes to sex. Faron and Ethan have agreed to do the same."
"Are they also a couple now?"
"Of course. Have been for a long time but they kept it secret at the dance school, what with their rules."
"So, poor Antonio is left on his own" Jan chuckled.
"No, we make sure he isn't. He's great company in more ways than one and he loves sex."
They'd been operating for a month when the first request for a public performance was received. Up to now they'd attended more parties for Edward's friends where they performed erotic dances which ended up in sex and servicing the attendees afterwards. The dancers seemed happy enough, so Jan was too.
Between them Jan and Baraka arranged a performance that included excerpts of Swan Lake and the Nutcracker using the parts where the male dancers were the key element. After several days of practice, Jan was happy with the result. For this performance, the dancers wore tights with their thongs beneath. It provided a nice view for those who were that way inclined!
The performance was part of a concert being arranged by a local gay theatre group and was being performed on stage in a proper theatre. The five dancers loved it and gave it their all which earned them a standing ovation from the audience who wanted more.
From thereon, their fame spread, and they soon had a full calendar of bookings for shows. As a result, they undertook fewer erotic dances for private shows. Jan was pleased, although he didn't say so, but he sensed that the five dancers were also happy, but he knew that Edward, his sponsor, still expected them when he held erotic parties for his friends.
Jan and Baraka's relationship continued to thrive and almost every night they had wonderful sex, enjoying one another's body to the full.
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