Gay Erotic Stories

First Time In Ballet Tights, Part 5 I wrote part 1 through 4 a while ago, and this is a what happened after. Eventually Rick and I broke up - but by then I was experienced and knew what I wanted. Although I was comfortable just looking at guys now, I still had a thing for ballet dancers and ballet tights. When I saw a guys' ass or bulge in tights a shiver ran through me.

So I went back to ballet class. I also loved the dance atmosphere, and I took the exercises and class seriously. Good thing I did because this time I couldn't find any guys I liked or that liked me. I had a small studio apartment in building close to the studio and would often come home in my dance gear with sweats over my tights.

There was one older man in the building that was always eyeing me. He had gray hair and was probably in his mid fifties . I was annoyed that he would eye me - why would a young good looking, in shape guy like me be interested in him? Yeah, I thought that - and realized I had a full hardon!

I brushed it off - I often got a hardon in tights- I saw him walk down that hall and go into his apartment, and then I turned and went into mine. I open the door and put down my gear bag and found myself trembling at the thought of that man. I turned around and went down the hall and knocked on the door.

I was nervous. I wasn't even really sure if he was gay. He opened the door and looked a little surprised to see me. "yes" he said. "i -I- "... all the sudden I realized I didn't know what to say. "I was wondering if you could help me" "yes?" He looked a little skeptical- he probably thought i was asking for money or something. "I uh uh was at dance class and i have a charlie horse, can you help me stretch my leg?" A sensual smile came to his face. and he backed away from the door and gestured me to come in. He came close behind me, nearly whispering in my ear "where does it hurt". I felt my cock expanding in my tights and dance belt. I had sweats on, ballet slippers, and a stretchy top. Underneath my sweats I had black tights and a dance belt. I looked around, he had a soft sensual persian carpet, i looked at the carpet and immediately imagined myself lying there being pleasured by him.

"let me show you" i said as I slipped my sweats off. "Its right here" i said pointing to the back of my left thigh and showing off my ass. "oh" he said. I used to be a dancer too - I know the perfect stretch for that. Lie down on the floor.. no no face up" As I lay there he knelt on the floor at my feat and grasped my left foot. "Best thing for this is a stretch" And started to raise my leg. "Keep your leg straight but relaxed" he said. As my leg got higher he got closer and he had one hand on my calf and the other on my thigh. "how does this feel" he said. "Great" I said, your hands feel nice. He started to massage my thigh with his hand. I noticed I was still a little sweaty from class and that musky nylon scent filled the air. I wasn't embarrassed, it made me even more horny and I started to pant a little like an animal that needs water. "That feels soooo good" i realized I was speaking in a soft, moaning voice and I closed my eyes. He now had both hands massaging my thigh.

His hands worked a little lower down and I felt them brush against the edge of my butt and involuntarily bucked a little. "Mmmmmm" I moaned and smiled with pleasure. He now carassed my nylon covered leg up and down with his fingers.

One thing I learned in my relationship with Rick is that i didn't need to cum to feel the most erotic sexual pleasure- I really enjoyed being fucked more than cumming and got more satisfaction seeing another guy getting off on me...That's how i felt now, shivers of pleasure ran through my body.

He was holding my calf with both hands and gentle brushed it against his cheek. I was getting horny for sex now but I also loved how he was so gently seducing me. I had a couple of younger guys after Rick and they always wanted to dive right in. I did too, but now I was finding there was some pleasure in an older guy who knew about foreplay. We both knew the stretching was just a pretense, but it was fun to flirt.

"mmm that feels so good" i moaned again..."can you do the other leg?" He let my leg go,it actually felt really good after the massage! He picked up my other leg and again his hands brushed across the nylon.

"Mmm" he said stroking my thigh with one finger.... "I miss wearing tights" "Do you have a pair?" I said. "i'd love to see you in them" He looked at me. "Hold on" and he disappeared into his bedroom. It seems like an eternity waiting for him, but he finally came out in black tights and black tee shirt. He was older - with gray hair and but still had nice legs and was in good shape. I still had a hardon from his massage, but I looked at his bulge and noticed he wasn't hard. "We'll have to fix that" I thought to myself.

He came over and knelt between by spread legs and picked up my right leg and started to massage it with his hands and run them up and down my legs, sometimes just skimming them with his fingers. My cock began to swell again and like looked at him through my half closed eyes and smiled at him. I moved my leg against his face and he caressed his check against my calf. It felt so electric. This time he held it there and caressed it again and ever so subtly turned his face and gently pressed his lips against my nylon covered leg. "Ohhhh" quietly panted to myself and closed my eyes. I felt his lips go a little lower and a little lower again, until he was kissing the inside of my thigh. I began to breath heavily and pant.

He pushed my leg back again and moved closer, I felt his now erect cock against the back of my thigh and a rush went through my body.

Until this time i was completely passive but I wrapped both my legs around him and he pulled him towards me. Our lips met as I ran my fingers up and down his back and touched his ass. I buried both hands in his nylon covered ass and pulled his cock against mine. The smell of the nylon and our bodies felt so good. I wrapped my legs around his back and grasped his heck, kissing his ear and whispering "You can fuck me, just make sure you wear a condom"

"hold on" he said and went to the bedroom again, coming out holding a condom. I got up and walked over to him, sank to my knees and put my face in his crotch. He was fully erect now and licked his shaft through the nylon and even put his head in my mouth with his tights on.

I took the condom out of his hand and opened it. I pulled the stretchy waistband of his tights down and his cock popped forward. I licked his shaft and moistened his head with my mouth and slid the condom on. It was nicely lubricated on both sides and slid on easily. I was now sitting on my knees and pulled his tights down and he stepped out of them.

He pushed me back, kissing me a little then grabbed the waistband of my tights and dance belt and slid them off in one swift movement. He brushed them against his cheek and sniffed him, it turned me on to think my scent was arousing him.

I slid my shirt off and our bodies melted together passionately kissing. He was caressing me with his lips and hands and was such a master at what he did I barely noticed his cock entering me, I was only aware I felt more aroused until I realized he was in me. I looked at him passionately and smiled as he slowly began to move his cock in and out in a beautiful, dance like rythmn. He was so much smoother and sensual than younger guys who just wanted to get their rocks off. I grabbed his ass as he slowly began to move faster and faster and i started to moan and buck with pleasure. His strong firm hands picked my waste up a little and i could feel him pounding into me the front of his thighs hitting my ass as bucked and shook in pleasure. Suddenly I began to buck wildly, like i never have before panting and moaning and bucking at a speed I didn't know I was capable off as my thighs and legs started a weird quivering shake and sweat pored from me.

"OH! OH! OH!" I began to moan and shake. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" I let out a long moan and realized that I had shot off at the same time he did. He collapsed into me and kissed his neck and put my arms around him. I had never cummed while being fucked before and I was exhausted by the waves of pleasure I had felt, but something in me still wanted more though I was so tired I could barely move from the floor.

I realized I didn't even know his name yet, but I already knew I was his.