The Ballet Lesson

[lovestosplooge]

Chapter 1

"Are you excited about your breakdancing lesson, Devon?"

"Yes! Thank you so much for getting me this, mom!"

The 12-year-old boy and his mom walked into the dance studio.

"Hi, Devon is here for his first breakdancing lesson."

The woman behind the counter smiled and looked through her records.

"Devon... Devon... Devon Johnson?"

"That's right."

"This lesson is paid for, but it's not for a breakdancing lesson. It's for ballet."

"...ballet? No, I thought I ordered it for breakdancing?"

His mom was kind hearted, but very ditzy. It wasn't the first time she had made the wrong order. "I must have clicked the wrong option on the menu thing! Can we change it to breakdancing?"

"Sorry, ma'm, this is non-refundable and all breakdancing lessons are full for the next few weeks."

"Oh, darn. I'm sorry, Devon."

The boy felt bad, but not for himself. He was an empathetic, kind kid, and didn't want his mom to feel like she let him down.

"It's okay, mom. I'll just do the ballet lesson. It might be fun."

"Really?"

In actuality, he didn't think it would be fun. He found it awful. But he didn't want to make her disappointed. Besides, it was just for one lesson.

"Yeah, I'll do it! It's okay."

"Okay. I'll leave you here and pick you up when you're finished, okay?"

She kissed him goodbye and the lady behind the counter told him to wait in the reception area for the instructor to arrive.

After a few minutes, a tall, thin brunette lady walked into the room.

"You're here for ballet?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"We don't usually get boys. Come with me."

The boy was getting nervous now. She seemed strict. He followed her down the hall. She opened the door to a janitor's closet.

"We have no change rooms for boys, so you can use this. Where is your leotard?"

"I don't have one."

The lady sighed. "Wait here."

She left and returned with an old, unwashed male leotard. "Put this on and be at room 3A as soon as possible. You are already late."

The boy took the leotard and went into the closet. It was cramped in there, and he knocked his arms and legs on supplies a few times while trying to get his clothes off. He kept his underwear on, placing the leotard over them.

It was tight. He looked for a place to put his clothes, and found some room on the shelf next to some paint cans.

He walked down the hall, looking for room 3A. It took him a few minutes, but he finally found it and opened the door. There was a room of ten girls his age, with the instructor at the front. He just realized how humiliating this was going to be.

Chapter 2

"You are late, boy! Get in the room and stand with the others."

The girls were smirking and giggling. Devon quickly ran into the room and stood at the back, next to a cute redhead.

"My name is Ms Kat. Welcome all to your first ballet lesson. I want you all to one at a time, state your name, and why you are here."

A blonde at the front was first. "My name is Courtney. Im here because I love ballet!"

Each girl introduced themselves, until it was Devon's turn.

"Uh... My name is Devon and... I'm here because... I don't know."

All the girls laughed. Ms Kat just looked annoyed. Her ex-boyfriend was named Devon, and their breakup was messy. It just made her hate the boy even more.

"Boy, why can I see your underwear from under your leotard?" Ms Kat asked.

"What?!"

All the girls laughed again. The leotard was in fact tight enough that the waistband of his briefs was visible through the fabric.

"We do not wear anything underneath. Do you really think that is aesthetic as a ballerina?"

Many thoughts were going through the boy's head. He was horrified that the topic was his underwear in front of all these pretty girls. But it also made him realize that meant they were all naked under their leotards. As a hormonal boy, this was an incredible thought.

"Please go back to your closet, remove those briefs, and come back dressed properly." Ms Kat ordered.

"Yes, ma'am."

All the girls laughed as the red faced boy quickly walked back out of the room.

He went back into the closet, took off the leotard, and removed his briefs. He just couldn't get the thought of those pretty girls out of his mind. Their leotards were skimpier than his, showing off their entire legs. He was starting to erect thinking how they had no underwear. Oh no, he thought. He had to calm himself down. How would he survived the entire lesson without getting hard?

He closed his eyes and counted backwards from ten. It caused him to go soft. He then placed the leotard back on and went back to class, returning to his place.

"We will all start with some stretching. Please everybody, legs straight, and bend over to touch your toes."

The girls did so. Devon couldn't believe it. He was staring right at the cute brunette in front of him, who was bending over with her behind just a foot from his face. He started to get hard again.

He realized he was staring and wasn't stretching, so immediately tried to bend over. He couldn't reach, but at least bending was hiding his semi.

"Devon!" Ms Kat yelled.

Devon, in fear, quickly stood up. "Yes ma'am?"

"Why did you feel the need to stare at Samantha like that?"

All the girls turned to look at Devon.

"I don't... I didn't mean to..."

"I will not tolerate any perverted acts from boys in my classroom. Girls, stop stretching. Boy, up the front."

The boy walked to the front of the classroom. He stared at the class of smiling girls.

"Do you find these girls attractive?" She asked.

"I don't know..."

"Then what is this?" She pointed to his semi-erect penis, the bulge visible through his leotard. All the girls laughed. Devon covered his crotch with his hands. This was a nightmare.

"You shall do the stretching at the front of the classroom, facing away from the girls. The girls can ogle you instead, if they wish."

And so the stretching continued, the girls giggling and whispering to each other about Devon's body as he did each pose.

It came time for the downward dog pose. Courtney, one of the girls at the front, whispered to her friend "Rachel, I dare you to smack him on the butt."

"No! We'll get in trouble." She whispered.

"You won't! Ms Kat hates him. Dooo it! I dare you"

Rachel stared at Devon's ass. She crept forward, hand back, and then smacked him hard.

"OW!!" Devon yelled as the entire class laughed.

Ms Kat didn't see what happened. "What is wrong, boy?"

"Someone just hit me."

"Nobody did anything. Be quiet. Stop lying."

Devon was frustrated. He hated being called a liar. He decided to just leave the class, and would wait for his mom in the waiting area.

He stood up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I quit this class. Sorry."

"If you quit, you return the leotard."

"Okay, let me get dressed first."

"No, you return it right now before you leave the room."

Devon stared at the class of ballet girls in their downward dog positions. This was too much, and he started getting extremely hard. He covered himself with his hands.

"I can't take it off here. Are you serious?"

"Take it off here, or it's theft."

"But I'll return it after."

"Take it off here, or its theft, and I call the police. It is up to you. Or you can finish the class."

Devon had no choice. He walked back to his position at the front of the room and got back into the downward dog position.

Rachel smacked him on the behind again, this time harder than before.

"OW!"

"Stop it, Devon!"

Chapter 3 coming soon!

[teenadmirer]

Intriguing story! Can't wait for more!

[TeenFan]

I can imagine how horrified poor Devon is at this point.

Is Devon wearing a shirt?
Sometimes boys practice ballet classes without shirts on, as being shirtless is often the way they must perform on stage.

[lovestosplooge]

I can imagine how horrified poor Devon is at this point.

Is Devon wearing a shirt?
Sometimes boys practice ballet classes without shirts on, as being shirtless is often the way they must perform on stage.

There's a Simpson episode where Bart does ballet. He's wearing the same leotard as that, if you search that episode.

I didn't know they perform shirtless.

[lovaboitoy]

Hot story love it can’t wait for next chapter

[Trundle]

What a wonderful gift to get another story from you out of nowhere!

Absolutely loved the start of this, you have an amazing skill of efficiently setting things up nice and quickly. We get the scenario, we understand the characters and then we're away to the fun stuff

Poor Devon, if he wasn't such a nice boy he'd have refused to do the ballet and gone home probably, not caring about his Moms feelings. But by being so nice and considerate he's landed himself in a bad situation.

Cannot wait for chapter 3!

[NudeBaG]

Solid outing so far

[NudeBaG]

Hoping this continues at some point