WAYBACK HIGHSCHOOL, I WAS A MEMBER OF A DANCE TROUPE... JAZZ, CONTEMPORARY, THEATRICAL... MGA GANUN BA. BUT BASICALLY PARANG PROPS LANG AKO KC NGA NEEDED FOR THE LIFTINGS, HOLDINGS, ETC AS IN PAIRED WITH THE GIRLS. BUT SLOWLY I NOTICED, THOSE GIRLS WERE GETTING RID OF ME TO BE PAIRED WITH. I WAS LIKE.... DAMN! DO I BELONG HERE?! THAT ONE AFTERNOON, AFTER A RIGID REHEARSAL, THOUGH I SAT THE WHOLE TIME WATCHING EM, THE GAY INSTRUCTOR ASKED ME TO STAY AS THEY LEFT...AND STARTED TO TALK: ME: I KNOW SOMETHINGS NOT OKAY. IS THAT WHY YOU ME TO STAY? GAY: YES! AND I SUPPOSE TO TELL YOU, COULD YOU CONTROL THIS BIG BRANCH OF YOURS SO THOSE GIRLS MAY DANCE AT EASE? (and he cupped my dick. i felt his hand quite a hard grip since i was wearing a cotton shorts!) ME: OUCH! ( and i stepped back from him)! GAY: NOBODY WANTS TO BE PAIRED WITH YOU! YOU GOT THAT THING BULGING AND BUMPING EM EVERYTIME YOU HOLD EM! I GUESS YOU NEED A GOOD JOB DUDE! CAN I HELP? ME: (my face turned red due to shame. i just turned back and head home. that was the last time i was with the troupe... instead, i shifted into hiphop, i mean, all boy group)
Posted on: Wed, 23 Oct 2013 07:11:21 +0000
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