By now, Baylie had just about gotten used to walking in heels. Hei had managed to make it to the bois dressing room without making a fool out of hymself in front of Jonatha or any assistance from Biffanie.
Hei pushed open the swinging door to the dressing room and hei was met by a huge waft of perfume, which Baylie immediately inhaled. Coughing and spluttering, Baylie managed to regain hys senses as Biffanie dragged hym through the door. Hys antics had earned hym a strange look from Jonatha as they entered.
Baylie's eyes widened as hei recovered from hys coughing fit and took in the sights. Hei stared in disbelief, pinching hymself as hei realised that—had hei been in hys own world—hei would have been in every guy’s wet dream. Bois were spread out around the room in various stages of undress. Several bois were sitting on the benches in just a bra and panties (pink, of course); others were pulling up what Baylie assumed were workout clothes, while another group of bois were standing by the makeup counters, touching up their makeup or primping their hair.
Hei took another breath and was instantly reminded by the peach scent—even the peach taste lingering on hys mouth—that dreams didn't come in smell-o-vision. Hei had to take part in this ritual and not cough.
“Baylie!” Biffanie whispered urgently as hei pulled on the boi's arm. “Stop staring. Everyone will think you're gay or something.”
“Right…” Baylie replied distractedly as hei allowed Biffanie to drag hym to their locker, which—again—was shared.
With dozens of questions circling in hys head, Baylie decided against making a scene and reluctantly squeezed hymself into the tight, pink outfit that Biffanie had loaned hym. It looked like some sort of leotard. The leotard was sleeveless and had a deep, plunging neckline that showed off a lot of chest and it was covered in sequins that sparkled brilliantly in the bright lights of the dressing room. Baylie was reminded of the sort of outfits that the women would wear in the gymnastics during the Olympics, only a lot more revealing and sexualised.
As Baylie slipped the leotard on, hei noticed that—like hys panties—the outfit had a pouch in the crotch area, which Baylie had since learned was for hys penis. Hei supposed that it was a bit like the cups of a bra. He tucked it into the pouch before putting on the rest of the outfit.
By the time Baylie had finished getting changed, Jonatha and Biffanie were already standing at the makeup counter, in matching pink leotards of course, touching up their makeup. As Baylie stood up to join them, hei was mortified to discover that hys leotard showed off a very prominent bulge. Combined with Baylie's muscles practically spilling out of the tight outfit, had any gurls been around, they would have been given quite the show.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious, Baylie joined hys buddies at the makeup counter. Jonatha's eyes bulged as hei caught sight of Baylie's package in the mirror.
“Wow! Baylie! Your penis looks huge!” Before Baylie had any time to react, Jonatha's exclamation had caused a bit of a commotion in the dressing room as several bois scrambled to get a look at the newcomer.
“OMG!” one boi exclaimed, echoing Jonatha's remark. Baylie's face reddened. Whilst hei had never considered hymself as well-endowed in hys own world, perhaps in this world hei was, and combined with the size of hys muscles, Baylie supposed that hei was somewhat of an oddity in this world. “What's your secret?” the boi asked, moving a manicured hand towards Baylie's crotch. “Extra padding?” Baylie blinked.
“Do you have a gurlfriend?” another boi asked. “Shi's one lucky woman.”
“Yeah,” a third chimed in, dreamily. “I bet that the sex is amazing.” Baylie felt embarrassed. Hei wasn't used to bois gathering around and talking openly about their genitals… Did girls do this back in hys world?
Biffanie watched in amusement as the gaggle of bois circled around Baylie. While hys muscles were hideous, hys “package” had not escaped Biffanie's notice, and in that regard Biffanie was actually rather jealous. Sure, Sarrah seemed satisfied enough when they had sex… But what if shi saw Baylie's? Would shi want to drop Biffanie for Baylie?
Biffanie shook hys head. I’m being silly. Sarrah was completely faithful to hym, and while Sarrah's eyes might wander whenever a hot boi was around (what gurl’s wouldn't?), shi had made no signs that shi would cheat on hym. The second bell rang, indicating that classes were about to begin, so Biffanie reached into the gaggle of bois and rescued Baylie, leading hym through the connecting door to the dance studio.
Relieved to have been rescued by Biffanie, Baylie followed hys brotherelle into the next room. Instead of a gym hall like Baylie was expecting, the door opened up to what looked like a dance studio. The room was nearly square with wooden floors and walls painted in a soft pink. On one side of the room was a floor-length mirror running the entire length of the wall; about halfway up the mirror was a metal pole affixed to the wall. On the other side of the room was a row of poles that hung down from the ceiling; Baylie could only imagine what they were for.
Standing toward the far side of the mirror, checking hys appearance, was a boi who Baylie could only assume was their teacher. Hei was surprised as the boi looked like hei had just finished school hymself. Like everyone else, hei was wearing a pink leotard, only it was a lot more frillier than the others. Hys blonde hair cascaded down to hys shoulders in curls and contrasted nicely against hys dark skin. “Good morning, bois,” hei greeted the class, turning around as hei saw them. “You all look lovely today.” Baylie had to endure two minutes—an apparent eternity—of the bois returning the teacher's compliments in kind.
“My goodness,” the teacher cooed as hei spotted Baylie, “you must be the new student.” Baylie nodded nervously as the teacher beckoned hym forward.
“Come closer honey, let me get a good look at you. I'm Mss. Kyra Silver. But you can call me Kyra.”
“Baylie Woodwoman,” Baylie introduced hymself. “I'm a distant cousin of Biffanie's.”
Kyra nodded. “Yes, yes, I can see the resemblance, but my goodness, you are huge.” Hei reached out for Baylie's arm and felt hys muscles. “I don't think I've seen arms this big on a boi… These belong on a gurl. If it wasn't for the hair and the flat chest, I might have mistaken you for a gurl.”
Baylie laughed nervously. “Yeah, I get that a lot, I guess I'm just big-boned.” Kyra gave hym a look but seemed to accept Baylie's excuse.
“Have you been assigned a buddie?” Kyra asked.
Baylie nodded. “Yes, I've been paired with Biffanie and Jonatha.”
“Ooh, I don't think we've ever had a three-way before!” Kyra’s eyes seemed to light up as hei clapped hys hands in excitement. “This should be fun,” hei added excitedly, hei returned hys attention to the rest of the class.
“Alright bois!” hei called out, getting the class's attention. “Shall we get started?” The group of bois all eagerly nodded as Baylie filled back in with Jonatha and Biffanie.
“Everyone get into position by the poles,” Kyra instructed as hei sashayed over towards a big stereo, the bois split into their buddies and walked over to the poles hanging from the ceiling, some of them giggling. Baylie joined Jonatha and Biffanie at one of the poles.
Kyra bent over at the waist and turned on the stereo and a beat started thudding out of the speakers, Baylie recognized it as the song from Biffanie's alarm, by Curry and Curry. Kyra then grabbed a pole near the stereo.
“Okay, class, since Baylie is new, let's go over the basic moves that we've learned.” Hei took hold of the pole, leaned out and then spun around the pole, hys body on full display. As hei rotated, hei picked up speed. Once hei was cruising along, hei grabbed the pole with hys legs, again showing off.
Baylie's eyes grew wide in shock. They teach pole dancing in school? Hei couldn't believe it as he looked around the class. None of the bois seemed to find anything wrong with it; in fact, some bois were giggling excitedly as they twirled the pole, and some were more sexualized in their movements as they tried to impress Kyra. And they expect me to do that? Am I that flexible?
By the time dance class was finished and Kyra was leading the bois in a series of cooldown exercises before hitting the dressing room, Baylie was exhausted. Sure, hei was a star high school quarterback back in hys world, but dance was on a whole new level. Baylie was using muscles that hei had never used before, not to mention that hei was doing it all in heels. The bell was simultaneously a relief and a big unknown. What was next? hei thought to himself.
