I had a couple very interesting experiences last week. I performed in a play with a middle school all week last week and in the cast of the play were two boys: both were 13 and both were cute and both can be mistaken for girls in their makeup and glitter. Well, I thought they were girls until intermission. I went backstage to go to the bathroom and there was one of the boys. A beautiful, fragile-looking boy that has the look as if he is going to be gay when he grows up is standing there at the urinal taking a piss.

It was a small bathroom so the only thing I could do was stand behind him and wait. I have this charming effect on little boys apparently and he turned around and he just kept staring at me like one of those special effects in a movie where guy and girl see each other for the first time and they are immediately in love. I think that I was falling in love with the way he looked at me, but our gaze broke and he went to wash his hands and I took the urinal. There was no barrier between the urinal and the sink, so guess where he was looking. Yes, he was looking at my large cock. I said, “Are you having fun, Ryan?”

He looked at me all embarrassed and said, “Doing what”

“You know”

“Oh yeah, well I didn’t mean to look, but I couldn’t help it.”

“I was talking about the musical.”

Extremely red he answers, “oh yeah, I am so glad to be having this much fun and being out of school” he tried to recover.

Well, I had germ-x in my instrument case so, as I walked by him at the sink, I grabbed his ass. You could tell he was shocked, but he just smiled and gave me another one of those looks. “Have a blast”

“I will”

After practice was over, he approached me and asked me if I would come and help him in his dressing room. Well, I wanted to, but I think that I knew what he was doing and I didn’t want my conductor to somehow catch me. But I agreed; I believe he wanted me to change a light-bulb that was high up.

He was leading me to his dressing room with his arm, and as we rounded a corner, he brushed up against my cock. He knew it too. He looked the other way pretending that it didn’t happen. So I got to his dressing room and it was pitch black. There was no light, but as long as the door was open, I could see. Well guess what Ryan did, he shut the door. He then led me to a chair by his mirror; he knew his room by heart. He said just step up and you should feel them. Well I found them I handed the burned out bulbs to him. I waited for another as an object started rubbing against my stiffening member.