THE STROLLING PLAYERS by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008 written on June 3, 1992 translated by the author English text kindly revised by The Australian
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"THE STROLLING PLAYERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 2 - Vance finds a new Ellie
The young man who tried to hook Vance continued to hang around the strolling players' wagon, but never going too near. The other actors noticed.
Ray said, "Hey, I've the feeling that our Ellie found her first suitor!"
Vance smiled and told them about the exchange of words they had at the spring and added that he was the same guy who, the previous evening pinched his arse.
Ray then said, "If he pays well, you could concede him some special favour. But he has to pay in cash, not in kind."
"No, as soon as he discovers that our Ellie is a brat and not a girl, he would chase us with a pitchfork, surely not with a handful of coins!" Tod objected.
"But he can possibly not even notice. When I was a kid, at night I beat the meat of my future brother in law making him believe that it was my sister..." Ray insisted.
They all laughed, but Tod shook his head, "First of all, it was night. And second, I really don't think that the guy would content himself to get a wank. If it was for free, he possibly would, but for cash he surely won't. Our Ellie is good for the stage, not for the bed."
"Unless he likes the boys..." Walt then said.
"In that case he would hang around you, not around Ellie. Do you remember how many men were courting you, up to a couple years ago? You really were a handsome boy!" Tod said, laughing.
"You still didn't swallow the fact that I never let you fuck me!" Walt asked.
"Of course I didn't! If you refused everybody, I'd understand, but you did it with the others and never with me...a real friend, you are!"
"But the others were coughing up coin on coin and you didn't. It's that simple..."
Vance looked at Walt in surprise. He didn't think that the handsome young man had sex with other men for money, he thought that he did it with him only because he didn't have a girl.
When he was alone with Walt, Vance asked him, "But... you and your brother like sex with men?"
"James not so much, he likes women best, when he can, but I like men better, and I like you. You like fucking with me, don't you?"
"Well... yes. I like it better with you than with James, even though I never did it before, neither with men nor with women, except sometimes fooling around with my brothers at night, or beating myself, alone. Tod likes men too?"
"Yes, Tod is like me. Ray is like my brother. Anyway Ray, once fucked my arse when I was a kid ... Even James fucked my arse, and even more than once, when it was too long he couldn't fuck a cunt. Your brothers, never fucked you in the arse?"
"No, never. They just made me beat their meat at night".
"Did you like doing it?"
"I prefer what I do with you."
"I'd like it even more if we could do it in the daytime and alone. Besides, seeing you enjoying it while I fuck your arse would give me pleasure."
"Do you like fucking or getting fucked better?"
"To fuck. You still have a nice little arse, well tight, that really gives me pleasure. Talking about this has got me horny. Come and hide in the fields, between the bushes, come on!"
"But... if the others find out?"
"I don't give a shit. Come on, Vance, let's go. I want to fuck you!"
"You've to call me Ellie..."
"No, in this case I want to call you Vance, it arouses me more. I feel somewhat annoyed looking at you disguised like a girl but the important thing is what you have under these clothes. Come, let's go!"
Vance followed him out of the village. They entered in a forest until Walt found a suitable place and prepared a bed with dead leaves amongst the bushes.
"Undress, Vance, and lay down on your clothes, on your back. You already have a nice hard dick, Vance. I like you. Get down, come on. Wait, spread your legs, now..."
Walt knelled between the boy's legs, raised them and vigorously impaled him. Vance saw Walt towering over him, readying himself to hammer into him. He looked at his face where a pleased smile was fluttering and started to moan, part for the pain but part for the pleasure. Walt was wanking him with one hand and with the other teasing his nipples, caressing his chest and belly with some agreeable roughness.
Meanwhile, with an increasingly hoarse voice he was saying, "Yes, feel how I'm impaling you. Feel the nice big stick I'm pushing inside you! Do you feel it? You like it, don't you? You like being screwed by me, right? Tell me you are my bitch, tell me, go on!"
"I'm... your... bitch..." Vance murmured, almost subjugated by his companion's impetuousness.
"Do you like feeling my big cock inside your little arse? Tell me, do you?"
"Yes, I like how you are fucking me."
Vance understood that this play of gross questions and answers had a special, subtle erotic charge, and also doing it in daytime, seeing and looking at each other, was much more agreeable. He also became aware that the more he relaxed, the less he felt annoyed and his pleasure increased.
"Go on, Walt, harder! Tear my arse, spurt inside me, you pig! Fuck me, let me feel I'm your bitch..."
They both suddenly yelled their pleasure at full voice as they reached the peak of their orgasm. Walt flopped down on Vance, both panting and satisfied.
"Fucking shit, Vance, you've been really great! For a long while I wasn't enjoying it so much. If you're game, we can earn good money with some men who like boys. What do you think? I know how to single out those who prefer a nice boy to a girl, or a woman."
"Yes, but... but then all the coins go to James's pockets for the acting company. What's my gain? And yours?"
"No, we will keep some coins apart from them, moreover you'll amuse yourself. I did it plenty of times, and even now it still happens. Once I did it with the Duke of Sheffield who gave me a gold coin for a night in his bed."
"But... and what do our companions say?"
"Nothing, they will just be glad."
"Walt, would you let me fuck your arse?"
"Are you a fool? From you, a kid? It's always the older one who fucks the younger, not the other way around. Find a kid younger than you if you want to fuck an arse."
"Yeah, and then he'll make his parent give me a good beating!"
"Nooo. There are some boys, mainly in the country villages but in the cities too, who already, at thirteen or fourteen, let others fuck their little arses, and even like it a lot."
"If you find one of them for me, I will then accept going with the men you say."
"Alright, It's a deal."
"And... tell your brother that I'm feed up going around dressed like a woman too. On the stage... and even in the night with you too, I can willingly go on being Ellie. But in daytime I want to be just Vance."
"I don't know if he would agree, but possibly... I possibly can persuade him. Anyway, I like you better dressed as a boy."
They went back to the wagon and were welcomed by giggles and spicy witticisms about their "disappearance". Walt, as he promised, talked with James, but the young man was adamant. Vance had to go on passing for a woman, as he attracted more audience and got more offerings. Walt pointed out to him that, dressed as a woman, he could never accept the advances of a spectator and so earn some coins, while if he was dressed as a boy he could do that. James answered him that the audience advances had to be refused, of course, but that if they found someone liking boys, they could send him Vance although in women's attire.
"And in that way, who knows! There might be some unrepentant sodomite who can gain the fame of a womaniser!" James concluded with a laugh.
So Vance had to go on touring with the peddler actors' wagon pretending to be a girl. He of course continued to let James take him almost every night and to make love with Walt each time they could withdraw somewhere.
When they stopped at Roade, just after the first evening's show, Walt was approached by the local innkeeper who told him that a passing merchant would pay generously to have a young comedian in his bed but that, as he was travelling with his wife, it all had to happen with the greatest secrecy. He would take the boy with him in a free room of his inn then would have the merchant join the boy there. The innkeeper was of course thinking it could be Walt.
But the young comedian said, "If I send you a nice and available boy of sixteen, don't you think that your mister merchant would be even more pleased?"
"Oh yes, for sure, as he asked me to find the younger amongst you actors... Aren't you the youngest one?"
"You first pay me, then swear to keep a secret, then I'll tell you who I've in mind to send to you..."
They negotiated until the innkeeper paid a sum that Walt judged good, then the young comedian revealed to him that in reality Ellie was a boy. The innkeeper couldn't believe it and only when Walt called Vance, and the innkeeper felt him under he skirt, he became convinced. So Vance followed the man to his inn.
"Undress and lay on the bed. In a while I'll send the merchant. If he found you still disguised as a girl, I'm afraid he could have a stroke." the innkeeper said leaving him alone in the room.
Vance never before saw a real bed. He judged it wide, beautiful and soft. He undressed and lay on the sheep fur cover. He really liked it, the feeling was wonderful. The lantern suspended near the bed with its flickering small flame was animating the room with a thousand mysterious shadows, but Vance was not afraid. While still on the street the innkeeper had explained to him that the merchant was a mature man, twenty-nine years old. He also told him that the man was rather wealthy, lived in a town called Brentwood, and his name was Master Hughes.
After waiting a while, stark naked on the fur, finally the room's door opened, and in slipped a man dressed in green and black. He shut the door carefully and locked it with the bolt. The man drew near the bed and looked at him from head to toe. Then started to undress.
The man asked, "How do you make a man have pleasure, boy?"
"Up to now I did it only with two men, master Hughes."
"No problem, you just have to do all I tell you and it will be fine. And if you will please me. I will give you this silver coin as well... But you have to really make me enjoy, boy."
Vance was looking at the man's body being gradually revealed. He had a strong completion but was not fat. On his chest was a thick tuft of reddish hair and between his legs a good member but luckily, not bigger than that of James. When he saw the size of the man's body, Vance had feared that his tool would be in proportion. The man climbed onto the bed and lay near the boy.
"Lick all my body, from the neck down. And linger where I'll tell you, understood?"
Vance knelt near that massive body and, bending down, started. At first he thought it was a weird request but then, noticing how the man was getting aroused at that treatment, especially when he was licking him on certain spots, understood it had to be a really agreeable treatment. He complied with all the man's orders. Then he wanted Vance to do something even weirder. He ordered him to suck his member, which, at that point was already hard and erect.
The boy felt surprised when realised that he too was getting pleasure feeling that good piece of warm and quivering meat throb in his mouth. The pleasure that the merchant was experiencing was so much that Vance felt the desire to have somebody doing those same things to him.
When the man was fully aroused, told the boy to impale himself on his stake lowering himself on it, then to move up and down. The boy complied. He went astride the man's pelvis, crouched down guiding the pole inside himself, lowered more until his buttocks were pressed against the man's groin. Then, driven by the man who had seized him by his waist, he went on his knees and started to spring up and down. To keep his balance, he instinctively bent forward and seized the man's nipples, brushing them between his fingers. The man moaned with pleasure and started to prompt him, pushing him down, to deeper penetrate the boy.
Vance was enjoying that wild ride and thought he would have to try it with Walt. At each stroke, Vance's hard member was hitting against the man's belly, producing an odd rhythmic noise. After a while the man sized Vance's member and started to rapidly masturbate him. The boy closed his eyes from the sheer pleasure of it and went on riding the man until he pulled the boy to him with vigour and started trembling head to toe. Vance opened his eyes and saw the twisted face of the man and he too came, sprinkling the merchant's belly and chest.
They became still, panting. The merchant looked at him and smiled.
"Yes, you really deserved the silver coin, boy. Even if you are a novice as you say. You have me had a really good fuck, but now I have to go or else my wife will become suspicious about my absence."
When Vance went back to the wagon, the silver coin hidden in the hem of the skirt, he was welcomed with quips and humorous remarks by his companions who were waiting for him around a small fire. Ray gave him a cup with a hot concoction with dash of brandy. They wanted him to tell what he did, and the boy narrated the fuck with the merchant with plenty of detail.
"Find more like him for me, and I will never abandon you!" Vance concluded.
James answered, "Don't worry, we will find you as many men as you can manage. Some more money doesn't do any harm if we want to improve our shows. I would like to go to London, but with our four colourful, but ragged costumes and just a couple of old scenes, nobody will come to see our shows in London. We have a good repertory, but we miss good costumes and good scenes. What we have is good enough for four uncouth countrymen, not for city people. We would also need to have a couple of more boys like Vance."
"Wouldn't it be better to find a couple of girls?" Ray asked.
"No. Girls would end like Maggie, you remember her, don't you? No, they will get pregnant after a couple of fucks, and then they will leave us. There is also a very good market for boys, don't worry."
Vance then said, "But if we find another boy or two, I want to be Vance again and Ellie will be one of them, agreed?"
"Find a suitable boy and I'm game." James answered, then laughing added, "But for the moment you are still Ellie. Go in the wagon, it's time to go to... sleep."
Everybody giggled and Vance went to prepare himself.
At Yardley, with just a small group of dilapidated adobes, they did just one show and left. They stopped five nights in Pottersbury, a bigger and wealthier village, so called because of the great number of craftsmen, mainly potters. There on the second day Vance met a fifteen years old boy who, while he was going to fetch water, approached him.
"You, girl, aren't one of the actor's company?" the boy asked.
"Yes, why?"
"You're always travelling, aren't you?"
"Sure, we always go to new places. Also in beautiful towns with brick houses and glasses at the windows." Vance answered, recalling Tod's stories.
"And... how does one become an actor?"
Vance looked at him and guessed that the boy might want to go with them. He was a well built boy, with not rough features, so Vance at once formulated a plan.
"Ah, it isn't easy you know, but I... possibly... I could possibly help you to..."
"Help me? To do what?"
"To come with us, if this is what you're thinking about."
The boy knitted his eyebrows and looked at him for a while. Then asked, "But how can you know what I'm thinking?"
Vance was triumphant - he guessed rightly. "But would your folks agree?" he then asked.
"Both are dead. I'm living with an Uncle who barely tolerates me; so if I go away he'll just be happy. I don't like working with the clay all the day long."
"Don't you know that to become an actor, one has to before pass some tests?"
"Tests? What kind of tests? I'm strong, and am able to sing, jump and climb skilfully, and I am..."
"Yes, alright, but there are other tests. I could make you undergo the first one, that would admit you. But then..."
"You, girl? What's this about?"
"Is there a nearby place where nobody can hear or see us?"
The boy thought for a while, then said, "Yes, the Norsemen Tower's ruins. But is it such a secret test?"
"Yes, really secret, and must be carried on for three days in a row. If you want we can start it now."
The boy scratched the nape of his neck then said, in a determined tone, "Alright, I'll take you to the ruins. Do I need something special for this test?"
"No, you and I are what is needed."
When they were at the tower ruins, Vance made the boy solemnly swear he would keep the secret about the test.
Then he told him, "You see, an actor is often called to please some important men and so he has to be ready too do anything. Do you know what these men ask a young actor to do to please them?"
"What do I know about important men? Possibly to play something special for them?"
"In a way that's right. They have to play the part of the lover."
"The part of the lover? What part is that?"
"Let those men fuck him in his arse. This is the part."
"Well then, it's surely not you who can put me to this kind of test!" the boy countered, laughing.
"But would you let a man shove it in your arse?"
"For a couple years now my cousin often does it to me!"
"Very good. Lower your breeches, then."
The boy burst into laughter, lowered his breeches and proudly showed his half erect member.
Vance told him, "Turn around, bend forward and put your hands on that tree. Before you do anything else, put some spit on your arse-hole, if you don't want to feel pain."
"What's that? Do you want to put in it your finger to check if I'm still tight enough?" the boy asked, still amused, but complied.
Vance drew near him, kneaded his small and firm buttocks, then raised his skirt and underskirt and started to push, to open his way in the boy's arse.
The boy turned his head asking, "Hey, what are you doing?" but then opened wide his eyes and muttered, "But you... you're a male!"
"Yesss, and now I will fuck your arse!" Vance answered, triumphant.
So for the first time Vance penetrated a boy, and enjoyed it very much. The other boy, already used to it, let him proceed. While he was taking him, Vance was fingering all of the boy's body and genitals and was enjoying that fuck more and more.
After he took his fill, Vance said, "Not so bad, we could possibly take you with us, but we have first to meet and have sex a couple of more times".
"But, why are you dressing like a woman if you're a man?" the boys asked him, tying back his breeches.
"This is the second test. You see, a novice actor has to live for a certain time acting as a woman, both on the stage and in bed with us. I'm about to end that period. So, then, will we meet here, tomorrow? When you see I'm going to the well to fetch water. Is it alright?"
"Yes, sure, but, tell me, do you take it in your arse too?"
"Of course, from the head-comedian and from his brother, and some men about the place. But remember that amongst us actors it's always the elder one who can fuck the arse of the younger, never the other way round. But you didn't yet tell me what's your name."
"I'm Mel. And you?"
"As long as I've to wear women's attire, I'm called Ellie. If you pass all the tests, you will be the next Ellie."
"But your real name?"
"I'll tell you at the end. Bye, Mel, see you tomorrow."
"By... Ellie."
The day after they met again. This time Vance undressed completely and lay on his clothes. When Mel undressed, he got the boy to lick and suck him as the merchant had done with him and finally fucked Mel in the same way, making him crouch on his groin. Mel did everything without turning a hair and even enjoyed that way of fucking.
At the end, while they were putting on their clothes, Mel said, "You are really good at fucking! Better than my cousin! Are all the actors so skilled at fucking?"
"More or less. Anyway I see you are a fast learner and that you enjoy it. If you please me again tomorrow, I'll introduce you to our head-comedian and I'm confident he will let you come with us."
"Good, see you tomorrow, then. Tomorrow we will have another good fuck, won't we?"
"Sure, but in a different way..." said Vance who got an idea. That boy aroused him, and he wanted to enjoy him as much as possible because afterwards, in the wagon, he had surely to share him with James and probably with Walt as well.
During that night's show Vance saw Mel in the first audience row, engrossed looking at their performance. Yes, he was a rather handsome boy, Vance thought, remembering their meeting of the day after.
The third day, when they met at the tower's ruins, Vance asked Mel to lick him all over his body, but when the boy took his member in his mouth, he had him continue until he unloaded in his mouth. Yes, he really had a good idea, he really enjoyed that way too.
Mel, cleaning his lips with his hand's back, said, "So, then, will you tell your boss about me? Will you take me with you?"
"Tonight I'll tell him. Show up tomorrow morning, at dawn, when we are about to leave. Take care, as we will not wait for you."
Back to the wagon, Vance called James and Walt and told them that the following morning a fifteen years old boy called Mel would join them. He also explained to them that, in his opinion, very likely the boy was game to be fucked in his arse.
James nodded. "Good, then tomorrow morning Walt and you will drive the wagon while I will be inside to test the boy. I like the thought of changing my soup!"
"But if you like Mel, he becomes the Ellie, and I'll be back to be Vance, it's agreed, isn't it?"
"Alright, but on stage you will go on playing the main woman's characters, as you are greatly improving."
"Yes, alright, no problem. I also want to amuse myself with Mel."
"At times. When I or Walt aren't fucking him, you can do it. Anyway... tell me the truth. You already fucked that boy. I noticed that in these last days it was taking you too much time when you went to the well for water..."
Vance didn't answer but smiled, and Walt slapped his arse. "You did a good job finding a boy to get down on, right?"
"Of course, and James said it would be good having two of them. I bet that sooner or later I'll find another one."
When James went away, Walt said, "But you and I will go on having sex, won't we? You aren't planning to let me down, now!"
"No, don't worry, I'll still come willingly with you, provided that I can fuck Mel once in a while..."
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 3
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