Perpetual dream

Recently I took up dancing. I actually went and joined a latin dance class with a very good friend of mine. We’re about three weeks into it. It’s actually a lot of fun (d’uh!). I just have to blab about this a bit…

So… the first time we went was like for a ‘demonstration’ class. The instructor said we should join, but we weren’t really dressed right. And besides… for me it was way more fun to check out his ass. Thing is, one of the reasons I went is cause I expected there’d be a lot more fags’n'hags around. Too bad there weren’t. In this case: poor straight boys. I feel for them, cause obviously their girlfriends made them go. I could not imagine a straight guy wanting to learn to dance by his own mind; not in our days anyway. What some people will do just to get some. Ha!

So we were just hanging around, and eventually the instructor show up. And I was like… "huh? help me pick up my jaw from the floor". Obviously had his amazing ass tucked up in one of those pairs of pants that just says "booty". And booty he was. Too bad I was too stunned to do anything. But anyways…

Moving along… the next lessons were with another instructor. He’s cute too, actually. I’m over the ass-staring phase now, it’s time to get things in motion. I’m not really sure if he’s gay, but on the other hand I can not believe a straight man can move like that. And hey, if he moves like that out of bed… imagine what he’s gonna be like in bed! I’m still checking the territory around here, but hey, he’s definitely my type; or anyone’s type: tall, booty, "flexibile"… excuse me while I get a towel to dry my drool.

Actually, thank God there’s something to watch around there. Oh, yeah, and there’s the dancing part too. Unfortunately the other guys look like they were hit with the ugly-stick so, obviously, they must be straight.

Now the dancing is actually very fun. I think I’m finally getting the hang of it. The first few times I thought I had two left feet, cause I simply could not do it. Thank God I didn’t trip or fall or anything. Nor did I injure anyone. Yet. The funny part was when we had to dance in pairs. Actually it still is. I gotta learn how to "ride" women. Can’t say I had much experience with that! But hey, it’s comin’ to me. I only knew one way, and it was the ol’ "iron fist" (no pun intended).

Well, that’s about it… just a couple of quick words. I’ll keep ya posted if something "interesting" happens. And maybe I’ll even show my "skill" one of these days…