It was hard work but great fun. We would arrive in a town on a Sunday – start unloading all the scenery and props – prepare the sets and stage and...then open on the Monday night. We would then run one show a night through to the Saturday – then after the last show – pack everything back into the wagon – and move on to the next place.In this particular show there was a short dance piece which needed children to perform. So the show management had made arrangements with dance schools in each town. He hummed and one or two other soldiers joined in. The dancing was next andhe shook his booty amidst laughter.Aaron felt his cock expand. It didn't get hard but it did grow. He felt theblood flowing. He thought he saw more then one pair of eyes look and he letthem.Dripping with water from his buzz cut head down his smooth body, drippignoff his chin, the tips of his fingers and his male glands he moved outsideand slowly dried himself noticing the butts, cocks, balls and bodies aroundhim.There. She gave me herhand, I touched my limp little member to the screen and.........................."What the........" Tracey said. This was a different Traceynow, though. She was no longer a mousy brunette, she was a stunningredhead.I touched myself. I was so happy to be back. My body seemed wholeagain; no tiny titties, no useless little cock between my legs. Istretched, feeling every muscle in my body sing with joy. I felt sorryfor that unhappy little guy, wherever he was. I knew I had to. . !Dianne's smoldering belly and loins were a burning inferno of intoxicating passion. Frenzied thrills from the very forbiddeness of her act were madly racing through her. The delicious, sweet taste of his fire-filled young genitals was nearly driving her to the point of orgasm with the mere thought of her obscene licking and sucking of them! God, he was so young, handsome and willing... and right then, so completely exposed to her slightest lustful whim! He had to cum for her! She must know.