began to stroke Edmund faster.

Nicholas stopped for a moment and said to Edmund, “I believe we should show each other the extent of our acting abilities, and perform as Demetrius and Helena would naturally perform. Allow me to lead thee.”
Edmund smiled and complied, obviously excited at the prospect of learning more from his acting mentor. Nicholas stripped off his clothing and revealed an enormous wanker sticking straight up in the air, poking out from the nest of dark hair encumbering his groin. He was a very handsome man, at that age lost between youthful and mature.

He opened up Edmund’s legs and stuck in his head beneath the bottom of the dress. Edmund had no undergarments of which to speak. Edmund could not see Nicholas’s head, but soon felt a wet tongue licking him between his cheeks. The tongue then entered his anus, and he jerked a little with surprise, for he never thought that such a thing could feel so pleasurable. Nicholas twirled his large tongue around Edmund’s rosebud voraciously, sucking up his juices. He also stroked Edmund’s penis and massaged his balls, all of which Edmund could not see because of the dress he wore. His wig became disheveled as his body writhed in ecstasy. Edmund petted Nicholas’s head through the dress fabric, pushing him further into his hole.

Once Edmund’s ass had been properly prepared and moistened, Nicholas reappeared into sight. He lifted Edmund’s legs up higher and exposed his excited genitals and eager anus. Nicholas took some grease that was onstage—which was used to enhance the portrayal of undesirable characters—and applied it to his thundering member. Then, with Edmund’s legs spread around him, Nicholas ploughed into his body, the dress still pulled up to Edmund’s waist. Edmund let out a piercing, high-pitched shrill of pain, and Nicholas slowed down his pace. As Edmund’s ass adjusted to the penetration, Nicholas increased his speed of thrusting, and his balls began to slap against Edmund’s cheeks. Nicholas kept his hands on Edmund’s hairless thighs while Edmund used both hands to pleasure his own wanker.

It was not long before Edmund’s hole tightened and he squeezed his cheeks together. Shots of his juice flew through the air and landed on Nicholas’s torso, chest, and face. A little had gotten into his eye, but he did not stop pounding Edmund and licked his lips. Moments later, Edmund felt warm liquid eject from Nicholas’s penis into his rosebud. He pulled out and the little streams of come poured forth from Edmund’s tender anus.

Nicholas collapsed onto Edmund, kissing every bit of flesh upon his face. After they held each other for a time, Nicholas quoted his character Demetrius, saying, “‘Are you sure / That we are awake? It seems to me / That yet we sleep, we dream…’”

Nicholas trailed off his lines and rested his head upon Edmund’s chest. Edmund held him and was comforted that he was not living in his dreams, but content with the reality of his life. Here with Nicholas, his mentor, his lover, no person could hurt him.