After six long years of training, the hard work had finally paid off, or so it seemed. I had honed my art and perfected my skills, but despite all of the hard work and sweat, I was still broke. However I had managed to catch the eye of a famous Russian instructor, Boris Milos, who had a track record of making successful dancers. It was he who pulled me aside and let me know of an excellent opportunity. During an off Broadway play they wanted a senior dancer to do an 8 minute segment to blend in with the theme of the play. Not to mention the enormous exposure it would give me, with the huge audience that might see the play, but they promised to pay $100 a night. For a starving dance with debts, the offer seemed too good to be true.
Milos choreographed a short segment that was brilliant. Every weekday night I would go to his studio after hours and work tirelessly on this short piece. All of this training was unpaid, but provided the play had a long run, I would be paid eventually handsomely. I was thrilled at my potential prospects for employment. Although very difficult and somewhat underhanded, Milos always managed to produce results for his charged.
Three weeks before the play (the name of which was "Arousal") was to start Milos called me to his home to discuss details of the segment. He related, in his usual terse way that there was good news and bad news. I asked for the bad news first. It seems as if the directors of the play had decided to be very, very provocative and that during my dance scene they were going to have a 20-year-old model, lying on a bed naked, slowly masturbating him. "What? You're kidding!" I shouted. It sounded really weird. "Yes, they even plan to project it onto a screen and the porno star they have hired has been instructed to go to completion, I mean ejaculate."
"I can't imagine anyone is going to be watching me!" I moaned. Talk about having competition!
"That's where the good news comes in," Milos dryly added. " I bargained them down to having him jack off at the end of the dance." I breathed a sigh of relief that I wouldn't have to compete with a horny guy beating his meat.
"They are willing to increase your pay to $200 a night but have asked that in keeping with the theme of the play that you perform without a costume"
"What with a g string?" I had done that before.
"No completely naked"
"I guess I can manage that!" Milos looked relieved as I said that. In fact I was proud of my body and a bit of an exhibitionist. At 6'0" smooth and fat free, I had a chiseled and hard body. Doubtful the model would be hotter looking.
"Well let's get to work"
I jumped onto the stage and pulled off the track suite and started my routine.
"Corey, you might as well get use to being naked"
"You mean get naked here?"
"Yes"
I slowly stripped out of the t-shirt and shorts, and somewhat reluctantly took off the jock strap. This felt a bit strange at first but I quickly got used to it. Pretty soon all my practices were stark naked and I felt comfortable with the piece. One week before the show I was ready to go.
"Bad news" Milos grimly intoned. Knowing Milos's trick for manipulating people, I didn't know where this was going. "What is it?" I asked I slipped out of my clothes for one of my last practices. "The model has backed out and without the impact of his act they want to drop your piece. "What! His so-called act was more important than mine was! What shit!" I was fuming.
"Well I was able to negotiate with them, calm down". I sat down naked, crushed by the news but willing to hear what Milos had worked out.
"They will pay you $500 a performance, with a long run you could be very rich"
"What did you work out Milos?" I said tiring of his manipulations.
"I agreed to alter the dance. At the end you masturbate. To completion." A cold rush came over me.
"No way-I'm not doing that and you know it"
"It's a pity, that's the only way it stays in. You will get a lot of favorable notice you know"
I was stuck. Without the income, I would default on my loans. Milos was powerful enough that I would never get any dancing job again.
"I'll have to think about it."
"No I told them I would let them know tomorrow at 9am"
I didn't know what to do. He had me cornered.
"You want an answer now?"
"Right now. You must do it you know"
I knew he was right. I sucked in a deep breath.
"Okay" I said resignedly.
"Let's go over the routine!"
I danced hard and effectively and by the end of the 8 minutes I was dripping with sweat. Looking down from the theater stage I walked toward the center front of the stage, looking directly at Milos and all the empty seats around him. I paused for a long time, gathering up the courage to do it. No man had seen me orgasm before, now Milos had arranged for the whole world to see it, he being the first.
Slowly, hesitantly I cupped my sweat covered ball sac and massaged them until my 8-inch uncut dick rose to the attention. Before thinking of what I was doing (lest that cause me to run off the stage!), I started pulling my foreskin slowly up and down my shaft. Cool air caressed my body. Despite the humiliation, the sensation of arousal and pleasure welled up inside me. Milos ordered me to hold it as long as I could before cumming. "Put your left hand on your butt!" he yelled. I could feel the orgasm starting but with all my might tried to hold back. Finally I could stem the inevitable no more. Wads of thick cum shot at a distance from my swollen dick. The effort to hold back led to an intense orgasm and I let out a loud groan with being self-conscience at all. As I pumped, more and more jizz came out. Milos smiled. "The dance needs a little more work. The performance at the end is perfect"
I went on to skip the dress rehearsal, but had masturbated so many times for Milos that I had no real nerves on opening night. The audience gasped at the audacity of it, but it was so forceful that it changed theater in America. Orgasms were no longer felt to be something to be done in private or be ashamed off and came to be integrated frequently into theater and the movies.
For my part the long run insured a handsome payoff and the notoriety ensured gainful employment was never a problem!