Ballet verhalen

As a new reporter I was given all the crap assignments at the magazine. Tonight I was to review a local production of the Nutcracker at the nearby college. Ballet-boring!!!! The first act started and suddenly became interesting when the Nutcracker Prince stepped onstage. The guy was 6ft and had a tight little bod I dreamed about. His long legs were encased in white tights that looked like they had been sprayed on. He wore a soldier's red blazer cut short to the waist. When he raised his arms over his head his ample package appeared coveredtightly in white spandex.He wore a nutcracker mask and I couldn't see his face. Intermission came up and i knew I had to interview and see his face. Armed with my press pass I easyily made it backstage. Plenty of hot guys in tights but not the babe I was looking for. Then I saw him in a corner stretching. His mask was off and the face was as hot as the bod. Long blond hair surrounded a tan youthful face with blue eyes and pouty lips. He was fighting with a costumer about his jacket. She evidently didn't care for his tone because she dumped a drink in her handdown the front of his costume. They both looked shocked as a red slushie spread down his tights.' Don't worry Teddie we have a duplicate costume" she consoled him as her assistant came over. They quickly stripped him of the jacket and when their hands went to his tights i knew i couldn't miss this and walked over to them. I introduced myself as a reporter wanting to do some background on some of tonite's dancer. Teddie smiled as he stood there with his tights around his ankles. "Sort of an expose' on what lies beneath the tights of a dancer" he said laughing. The costumer laughed too as her hands went to his dance brief and tugged it to his ankles. The young blond stood before me naked with a piece of slushie dripping from his cockhead. Pulling my iphone out I captured the shot and smiled