Jay took three classes a week and was the only guy there. He liked that. It meant the girls would all chat to him - some of them were very attractive - and he was often the centre of attention. It also meant that when they did a show, he always got a good part.

One day, on arriving for class, Jay was surprised to see another guy at the school. Was he the boyfriend of one of the girls? To Jay's surprise, he was joining the class. Just as Jay was looking him over, the dance teacher, Faye, attracted Jay's attention,

"Jay, this is Richard. He'll be joining our class from today. Can you show him where to get changed?"

"Sure...Hi Richard. In here"

Jay motioned towards a door at the rear of the room and they walked in to a cramped room with a couple of chairs and two coat hooks on the wall.

"It's not much" said Jay, smiling "but the guys are in the minority here and we take what we're given."

"Don't worry, I'm used to that. I've been doing ballet four years now." Richard pulled his top off, revealing a slim but muscular frame "I've just moved here and I've heard good things about this school, so I'm looking forward to it." Jay carried on getting ready. In the corner of his eye, he could now see Richard was standing, completely nude, looking through his bag for his things. Jay stripped off and pulled on his support and then slipped on a white T-shirt and black tights. Richard, meanwhile was putting on a blue unitard which Jay thought looked pretty good.

"You ready?" asked Jay and Richard nodded,

"Let's go!"

They walked into a large studio, about 40 feet square. Two of the walls were fully mirrored and a barre ran around the perimeter of the room.

"This is Richard, everyone!" said Faye, enthusiastically. A few of the girls shyly said 'hello' and everybody took their places for the class. Jay immediately noticed that Richard was quite a dancer. Anything Jay couldn't do, he could, and everything Jay could do, Richard could do it better. This annoyed Jay. He was used to being considered a good dancer - for a guy - and yet here he was, being clearly upstaged. The final insult was during pirouette practice. Jay ended up on his ass twice whilst trying to keep up with Richard. The second time, Richard offered to help him up, Jay politely declined and pulled himself onto his feet for another try. Any chance he thought he might have had with the more attractive girls in the class was evaporating before his eyes. He noticed they way they were looking at Richard - awe struck by his dancing prowess.

Eventually, after an hour and a half of torment, the class ended and they walked to the changing room together,

"You're a good dancer!" said Richard. Jay felt patronised but muttered a 'thanks' under his breath.

"You didn't have to help me up you know" snapped Jay,

"Sorry, I was only trying to be......nice"

"Well don't, I can manage on my own!"  Richard laughed,"Sorry - I won't offer the next time!"

Jay got his kit together and left as quickly as he could. Who does this big-head think he is? Jay kept on thinking of ways to out-do him. He had to be better than him. The next class was in two days. That would be his chance.

Jay practised his ballet steps at home. He wanted to be faultless. He worked hard at everything until he was happy. He then went and bought himself some new dance attire, a tight, black cat-suit with a zip up back. Now, not only would we dance well, he'd look great too.

Finally the class arrived. Jay arrived early and had already warmed up when Richard came striding in. Throughout the class, the two of them were locked in battle. Who could be the best? Jay tried harder than he ever had before and by the end of the class was tired, sore and sweating. He had been good - but Richard had still been better. Jay felt better though - he had discovered how much better he could be if he tried a bit harder. He didn't hate Richard quite so much anymore.

They walked into the changing room together.

"That was a good class," said Richard

"Yeah, I was pretty good!" laughed Jay

"Yeah....you were."

They began to undress. To Jay's horror, he couldn't undo the zip on his unitard.

"Can I help?" asked Richard. Jay though about it for a moment.

"OK," he said, realising there was no other way.

Jay turned around and Richard slowly began undoing the zip. Jay felt a wave of excitement going through his body. Richard then ran his hands down Jay's back and down onto his hips. Jay's heart began to beat quicker. He was frozen to the spot. Richard then moved closer to him and let his hands wander down to Jay's crotch. Jay began to get hard and he could feel that Richard was too. He let Richard caress him for a while before turning around slowly and looking at Richard.

"Do you want me?" asked Richard

Jay didn't need to be asked. He started ripping Richard's t-shirt off and running his hands all over his body. He could feel Richard's erection under his tights and quickly ripped them off before sucking him deeply. Jay then pushed Richard to the floor and continued to suck him harder and harder. Richard  pulled Jay off him and tore off his unitard. Jay then straddled Richard's naked body, the muscles glistening with sweat. He could feel his erection under him. Slowly Jay let Richard enter him. Jay was gasping for breath as Richard's cock pushed inside him. As it went in more and more, Jay began to move up and down faster and faster whilst playing with himself. Jay was loving this, he was in heaven! He could see Richard throwing his head back as his orgasm arrived. Jay let go and ejaculated hard all over Richard's chest just as he felt Richard bursting within him.

Jay slowed down and finally halted. He felt wonderful. Satisfied. Overjoyed. Relieved.

He knew that whatever happened next, his life was to never be the same again.

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