Posted by: loopnode
The Russians Are Coming (1973) - 08/21/07 12:06 PM
When I was in prep-school (junior high), I was cast as a lead on a Shakespearean theatrical musical play. I always thought the teacher that cast me in this had made a grave error. She always picked me to do things. Once when we went to Africa on a cycle safari we camped out in the wilderness, and out of about 25 kids she choose me (of all people) to kill people by winking in some stupid game where everyone else tries to figure out whose the killer.
Anyway, we were rehearsing at the amphitheater in my school. I remember I was completely freaking out because in one scene, I had to do a full solo alone, and singing in Victorian English is fscking retarded.
The music started: 20 kids ran around the model fountain. I pranced into the middle of the stage like a fucking twat. The script had called for my character to sit at the fountain, then sing a song about growing up or something, so I went and sat. Behind me was a girl (played by nerdy Jessica Brewer) and at my feet was Imogen Hitchcock; these two were my muses and meant to help me realize these confusing times I was going through (puberty).
So I started singing. By mistake (or not), Imogen cupped my balls in her hand. I looked at her and said "what the...?" then Jessica blurted something out. It was a mixture of a laugh and her line, because she had seen what Imogen was doing. One of the other kids, Michael, realized what was happening and whispered something to someone else (a kid called Nicholas) who was notorious for spreading rumors.
Imogen started laughing and stood up. At this point everyone started singing but the spectacle of what was happening was going around. I was so pissed, mainly because I could feel a hardon coming and secondly, I knew it was only a matter of time before the teacher realized I had a boner through my tights. Jessica actually kinda covered me, she did her lines in a rediculously loud and annoying shrill that took some heat away from me, but I was so intoxicated with a perverse desire to rub against something that I turned Imogen around so my dick was directly between her buttocks. I figured, if I'm going down, I might as well take someone else with me. Suddenly, someone (a girl called Suzanne- whom we nicknamed wiggle) walked on over and said "what are you doing" and reached down for my crotch then gasped. Imogen turned around and dunked her entire hand in my pants and grabbed my cock. At this point was about to die. She sort of clumsily yanked at it and said "whats this?"
Suddenly everyone turned around and one of my friends shouted "what the hell are you guys doing?" The teacher eventually got up to find out what was happening to which someone said "I think they're touching him". I stood, mortified and confused, surrounded by 5 girls who were curiously tugging and cupping my dick.
Later that evening, Hermione (the teacher) had a talk with me, and a couple of days later, we put on the show. I think everyone in the audience, minus the Headmaster and Principal knew what had happened at rehearsal, so when the scene where I do the singing at the fountain came we improvised to add some "references" to our rehearsal. I later performed in a couple more shows in my pre-school and high school years, but none more memorable than getting fondled in the groin by curious pubescent girls.
Anyway, we were rehearsing at the amphitheater in my school. I remember I was completely freaking out because in one scene, I had to do a full solo alone, and singing in Victorian English is fscking retarded.
The music started: 20 kids ran around the model fountain. I pranced into the middle of the stage like a fucking twat. The script had called for my character to sit at the fountain, then sing a song about growing up or something, so I went and sat. Behind me was a girl (played by nerdy Jessica Brewer) and at my feet was Imogen Hitchcock; these two were my muses and meant to help me realize these confusing times I was going through (puberty).
So I started singing. By mistake (or not), Imogen cupped my balls in her hand. I looked at her and said "what the...?" then Jessica blurted something out. It was a mixture of a laugh and her line, because she had seen what Imogen was doing. One of the other kids, Michael, realized what was happening and whispered something to someone else (a kid called Nicholas) who was notorious for spreading rumors.
Imogen started laughing and stood up. At this point everyone started singing but the spectacle of what was happening was going around. I was so pissed, mainly because I could feel a hardon coming and secondly, I knew it was only a matter of time before the teacher realized I had a boner through my tights. Jessica actually kinda covered me, she did her lines in a rediculously loud and annoying shrill that took some heat away from me, but I was so intoxicated with a perverse desire to rub against something that I turned Imogen around so my dick was directly between her buttocks. I figured, if I'm going down, I might as well take someone else with me. Suddenly, someone (a girl called Suzanne- whom we nicknamed wiggle) walked on over and said "what are you doing" and reached down for my crotch then gasped. Imogen turned around and dunked her entire hand in my pants and grabbed my cock. At this point was about to die. She sort of clumsily yanked at it and said "whats this?"
Suddenly everyone turned around and one of my friends shouted "what the hell are you guys doing?" The teacher eventually got up to find out what was happening to which someone said "I think they're touching him". I stood, mortified and confused, surrounded by 5 girls who were curiously tugging and cupping my dick.
Later that evening, Hermione (the teacher) had a talk with me, and a couple of days later, we put on the show. I think everyone in the audience, minus the Headmaster and Principal knew what had happened at rehearsal, so when the scene where I do the singing at the fountain came we improvised to add some "references" to our rehearsal. I later performed in a couple more shows in my pre-school and high school years, but none more memorable than getting fondled in the groin by curious pubescent girls.
