Most of the girls were very nice to him,although a couple giggled. Most of the parents were, too.He had fun, that was the main thing. And Madame Ruth ...as impressed withhow well he picked things up despite only being in his first balletclass.He'll only wear the tights and leotard for a couple of more classes,Amanda told Ruth, until the proper boys uniform she would try to ordercame in.Still, it sort of prepared both Amanda and Nicholas for things to come."Nicholas, sit out here and wait, I need. Totally decorative, but they look good. He comes in and I hear the door shut.‘Damn…looking soooo fine.’ he mutters under his breath. I know I’ve gotten his attention.‘Here’s your suit, handsome!’ and I toss him his. He offers no argument and strips immediately. 9 years plus, and he still thrills me. His chest hair’s going iron grey, and his goatee and mustache are almost all grey, but he still thrills me like no other man could. Closing in on 50, he could let himself go, but 40 sit ups and 40. This went on for good 30 minutes and finally, both the mother and daughter stepped into the bathtub for a shower. I had to apply soap on their bodies, bring them drinks, and just watch them.After the shower, they collared me and took me to the living room and inserted a butt plug and asked me to clean the bathroom. I started cleaning as I was told.I had to pee, so I asked for permission if I could pee, to which they got mad and grabbed my dick, made me lie on the floor and made me pee on. Once more I found myself in his front room. This time there was not even an attempt at small talk and no hesitancy, I just got down on my knees, opened his jeans and fished his hard cock out of his flies. This was a scene I had pictured so often, me on my knees, confidently sucking another man's penis. I could smell the mix of some perfumed scent and the unmistakable aroma of masculine sex. I revelled at the feeling of engulfing his hard shaft in my mouth and simultaneously wanking him as I.