Date: Mon, 08 Jul 2013 21:12:56 -0400
From: Ian Robertson <robot42@mail.com>
Subject: Dance Belt 5a

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In which we finally meet Dan


It was the final day of the tournament. The awards ceremony would take
place in the late afternoon, and then it would be all over. Some
contestants would be leaving as soon as the award ceremony concluded, while
others, including Chad and his charges, would spend the night and then head
home in the morning.

Michael and John's division finals were before lunchtime. Chad went with
them to the gym, and was on hand while they finished their competitive
events. While neither John nor Michael came away with a medal, both
performed respectably; well enough to advance to the next level, and Chad
congratulated each of them on his accomplishment.

While shepherding his charges, Chad had encountered Dan, a guy he knew from
school. He and Dan shared a couple of classes despite the fact that there
was a year's difference in age between them, and they had hit it off
well. Even so, Chad had no idea that he'd see Dan at the meet; Dan was on
another gym's team and in a different division, and neither knew the other
was a fellow contestant. Dan, in addition to being older, was probably half
a head taller than Chad. He was also darker than Chad, having olive skin
and nearly black hair. Once they met, familiarity kept them together for
the rest of the morning as they watched their younger teammates
compete. (There might have been a small private wager between them on the
outcome.)

After the competitive events were finished, there was a break before the
awards ceremony. This gave those who weren't spending the night a chance to
check out of hotel rooms, while others could grab a late lunch. Since Chad
and his shadows had a long trip home, they weren't leaving until the next
morning, and talked of lunch. During the course of the morning, Michael and
John had met Dan, and were disappointed that his team was planning to leave
that night, right after the awards ceremony. Dan wasn't all that thrilled
about it either, truthfully. So it was with some relief he heard one of
Chad's charges suggest that Dan stay with them that night and ride back in
the morning.

Chad and Dan discussed it, and both liked the idea enough to clear it with
their respective coaches. As it so happened, one of Chad's female teammates
really wanted to leave early, and was glad of the chance to take Dan's
seat. And so it was decided: Dan would share the room with Chad, Michael,
and John, and then ride back with their team tomorrow. Dan brought his
stuff to the award ceremony, and then afterwards the four of them trooped
back to their hotel room to get him moved in. That done, they headed out
again for some dinner.

It was while they were at dinner that Michael and John quizzed Dan about
his accomplishments. Then came the inevitable comparisons of teams and
gyms, during which Dan entertained the younger boys with some of his
experiences. Chad laughed along with them but resisted the urging of his
younger teammates to match or one-up his friend's tales with some of his
own. That didn't stop them from regaling Dan with their own versions, some
of which featured Chad to an embarrassing degree. The upshot of it all was
that by the end of the meal, the younger boys had managed to invent a
challenge of sorts between the older two. On the way back to the hotel, the
younger two plotted, throwing out all kinds of crazy ideas for competitive
stunts to be undertaken by the older boys. Dan and Chad played along and
would sometimes add a suggestion or taunt one another.

By the time they made it back to their hotel room, the younger two had
wound down some, and they turned on the tv then plopped down on their
bed. They flipped through the channels while the older two got settled on
the other bed, still exchanging the occasional good-natured gibe. When the
tv channel got flipped to wrestling, John and Michael reawakened their
imaginary feud, and challenged Chad and Dan to wrestle each other to see
who was the winner. While they both liked Chad, they had quickly adopted
Dan as well, and seemed to have no compunction about pitting the two older
boys against each other for their own entertainment.

Goaded on by their younger roommates, Dan and Chad took up the
challenge. While Michael and John watched, they kicked off their shoes
before facing off at arm's length. Each put his hands on the other's
shoulders and waited for the signal. John yelled "Go!" and they started
grappling on Chad's bed. While both of them were athletic and in good
shape, clearly neither knew anything about wrestling. They started off on
their knees, facing each other, and each tried to push the other off
balance. They struggled back and forth, neither making much headway. Both
were laughing as they collapsed in a heap, nearly falling off the bed in
the process. They rolled back and forth across the bed, but neither was
able to pin the other.

After a minute of this, Michael blew a make-believe ref's whistle, and they
separated, rolling to opposite ends of the bed. Then they rose again to
their knees and went back at it, a bit rougher this time. They twisted and
turned, each grabbing the other in a vain attempt at gaining some
advantage, but their sweat-slickened skin offered little grip. During the
melee, Dan's hand inadvertently pushed up under Chad's shirt, and his palm
slipped across Chad's abs. When it happened again, Dan pushed his hand up
higher and took the opportunity to tweak one of Chad's nipples. Chad
responded in kind, tweaking first one of Dan's nipples and then the other,
and pushing Dan's shirt up to his armpits in the process. They tussled some
more, and soon Dan had Chad's shirt up over his head, with his arms trapped
inside. Chad forfeited his shirt, and then went after Dan's. It wasn't too
long before he had it, and both of them were topless.

Across the room, John and Michael had forgotten the tv; they had front-row
seats at a much better show. They eyed the older boys' shirtless torsos and
compared their mentor's physique with that of his friend. Both Chad and Dan
were lean and had defined muscles from years of practice. Chad had a more
compact build than Dan, who was the taller of the two, and yet they seemed
to be fairly well matched in their wrestling abilities.

The loss of their shirts seemed to spur them on, and after they caught
their breath the older boys went at it again, now just in their jeans. They
tussled and then rolled across the bed from one end to the other and then
back again. Dan's height and slightly longer reach were a slight advantage,
so at one point he was able to hold Chad down just long enough to get a
hand on Chad's crotch and give it a gentle squeeze. It felt like Chad was
maybe getting hard, and Dan grinned and decided to find out. He released
his hold on Chad's package and made a grab for his fly. Chad bucked him
off, but not before Dan had popped the waist button on Chad's jeans. Chad
retaliated, going for Dan's jeans. He was a hair quicker than Dan, but even
so had to work hard to get a hand near Dan's waist. When he did get close,
Dan tried to twist away and Chad ended up pushing his hand down the front
of Dan's jeans. He copped a feel of Dan's junk through his underwear, and
managed to force open Dan's top button while he was at it. As they
continued to grapple with each other, their thrashing movements forced both
of their zippers to inch down, and their jeans began to gap open. Each of
them now took every opportunity to get his hands on the other's crotch,
forcing the zippers even lower and the flies further open.

Michael and John, watching from the safety of their own bed, got
alternating flashes of the older boys' crotches. From the flashes of white
in Chad's pants, they guessed he was wearing his briefs. Dan's underwear
was blue, and didn't appear to be boxers, but beyond that was hard to say
with the quick glimpses they were getting. As Chad and Dan kept at it,
though, their flies became fully open, and their jeans began to slowly slip
down over their butts, exposing the waistbands of their underwear. Both of
them realized that this was happening, and each now worked to push the
other's jeans down even further as they rolled around on the bed. It wasn't
long before Chad's jeans were below his knees, and he kicked them off the
rest of the way to free up his legs. John and Michael could clearly see now
that Chad was indeed wearing his Jockeys today, and the front looked full.

As Chad kicked off his jeans, Dan made a grab for the front of Chad's white
briefs. He only got a quick feel of the bulge as Chad twisted to grab for
the waist of his opponent's jeans. Then, as they tussled some more, Chad
managed to forced Dan's jeans down his thighs, and Dan's choice of
underwear was also revealed. He wore briefs too, but very different from
Chad's. Dan's were not much more than a navy blue elastic waistband with a
triangle of cloth in front and back, almost like a breechcloth. They too
looked full in front, especially since there wasn't as much front to fill!

Finally Dan had to kick his jeans off too, leaving both of the older boys
now clad in just their briefs. Their tented pouches left little doubt that
they were enjoying the excercise. Michael and John both were fixated on
Dan's crotch. His bare legs, uncovered except for the elastic waistband
running across his hipbones, seemed to accentuate the patches of blue cloth
that remained.

Dan turned to the younger boys. "Are you ready to choose a winner?" he
asked.

John and Michael considered, but only for a moment. Then Michael whispered
something to John, who nodded. "Not yet," Michael declared. "You have to go
back on your knees, and start again like that. Loser is the first one down,
and," he added, smirking, "has to pay a forfeit!"

This last was news to the older boys, but they grinned at each other and
faced off once again on their knees. The grappling resumed, each trying to
dislodge the other. Their hands slipped on sweaty skin, and it was a
challenge for both of them. Dan nearly got Chad twice, foiled both times by
slippery sweat and Chad's agility. Chad didn't fare much better, until
finally both of them seemed to lose their balance simultaneously and
toppled over the edge of the bed onto the floor between the beds, where,
laughing, they landed in a heap of sweaty bodies and limbs.

Before Chad and Dan could untangle themselves, the younger boys shouted
gleefully and piled on top of the nearly-nude older teens, playfully
grappling with their sweaty limbs while calling "Forfeit! Forfeit!"

Now trapped on the floor, between the beds and beneath Michael and John,
Dan and Chad felt the younger boys' hands roaming over their sweaty arms
and chests. Still gasping for breath, neither of the older boys offered any
resistance as the hands began to work their way lower. Chad had expected
this, and had made sure Dan was open for something of the sort while they
were getting teased by the younger two on the way back from dinner. Even
so, both of the teens were caught off guard by the directness of the
younger boys. In no time at all, both Chad and Dan felt hands exploring the
front of their briefs, grasping their junk through the thin, damp cotton.

John and Michael wasted no time in going for the older boys' crotches. Dan
was the real target, but Chad was easier to reach, and his familiar meat
angled toward his left hip. Michael cupped his hand over the firm bulge and
felt the hard shaft inside Chad's briefs. He followed the shaft up till he
found the angled ridges marking the underside of the head, and he felt its
warmth as he gave it a gentle squeeze.

Meanwhile, John was going for Dan's blue bulge, which was partly hidden
beneath Chad's legs. He had to come at it from below, running his hand up
Dan's thigh until he reached the bottom of Dan's pouch. He felt Dan's
balls, squishy beneath the cotton. Then he moved up the front of Dan's
pouch, feeling for the bulge he knew would be there. When he felt the
hardness of Dan's shaft, he found it was aimed straight up towards Dan's
navel, but he couldn't reach the head because Chad's leg blocked the
way. He tried to push past Chad's leg, but was prevented from reaching his
prize when Chad took that as the signal to start disentangling himself and
help Dan up.

As the older boys moved to get up, Michael and John reluctantly backed off
to give them room. They watched Chad and Dan as they tried to untangled
themselves, but the older boys, trapped in the canyon between the beds,
didn't seem to make much progress. Then they started laughing again as each
attempt resulted in a new awkward position, like a party game of twister.

After a couple of minutes of this, John and Michael gave up on them as
hopeless, reached in and grabbed arms and legs to pull the older two
apart. Neither Dan or Chad resisted their efforts, and soon Chad was able
to lever himself up onto the bed. Dan, now bearing a sheepish grin but
otherwise unencumbered, was able to extricate himself as well. As Michael
and John looked on, he stood in front of them, ran a hand through his
disheveled hair, and asked, "So, who won?"

"I did!" Chad called from behind him, still lying on the other bed.

"Forfeit!" called John, who was eyeing Dan's blue briefs. The bulge in the
front was not as pronounced as it had been when he'd had his fingers on it,
but he still wanted to see what was hidden inside.

Michael seconded the forfeit call just before the two boys both launched
themselves at Dan, toppling him backwards onto the bed, where he landed
atop Chad. Now the wrestling began anew, but it wasn't much of a contest
this time as both Michael and John went after Dan, while Chad lay trapped
beneath the squirming pile of bodies. He and Dan were laughing again as Dan
put up a half-hearted fight against the younger boys. They weren't any
better at wrestling than their elders, but with his acquiescence they
overwhelmed him.

"Okay, okay!" he relented, "You win!"

John and Michael reveled in their win for a moment and savored the thought
of claiming their forfeit. The spell was broken, however, by Chad, who was
still trapped underneath the rest of them.

"Dude, my legs are falling asleep. Get up!"

The younger boys let Dan sit up, and Chad turned away to swing his feet
down on the other side of the bed. No sooner than he had, Michael and John
once again took up the call for their forfeit. Chad thought he knew what
they wanted, but he kept silent. He and Dan had already talked about what
might happen, but it was up to the younger boys.

Sure enough, they wanted to see some skin. They told Dan to stand up and
pose for them. He slid off the foot of the bed and stood akimbo, facing
away from them. They watched as he flexed first one arm and then the
other. During the melee, the seat of his briefs had gotten stuffed into his
crack, leaving his ass cheeks nearly bare. He turned his head to look over
his shoulder, cocked one eyebrow at them, and watched his audience as he
tugged on his waistband, pulling the rear fabric of the briefs deeper into
his crack. His butt was all but nude as he flexed his glutes and tightened
his ass while they watched.  John and Michael ogled the nearly-naked teen
before calling for him to turn around.

Thinking fast, Chad had found his phone, and now it played a song with a
heavy beat. Dan smiled and began to move to the music, taking up more poses
that turned him around to face his audience. He teased them with his hips,
still moving to the beat while posing this way and that. Michael and John
scooted past Chad to the end of the bed; as the song ran on they sat at the
foot of the bed while Dan swayed in front of them. Now just an arm's reach
away, his motions were more dance-like as he kept moving with the
beat. Still gyrating his hips, he turned his back again and gave John and
Michael an up-close look at his virtually naked butt.

It was John that bent forward and reached for it. His hand grazed Dan's
right cheek for an instant before Dan moved away just enough to break
contact. The touch had momentarily surprised him, although he had known it
would be coming. He considered for an instant while teasing his audience
with some further gyrations, then he allowed himself to drift within reach
again. This time he felt hands on both butt cheeks as both Michael and John
copped a feel. He broke contact again after a couple of seconds, prolonging
the tease, before once more stepping back into range. They were quicker
this time, each grabbing at the rounded globes of his ass. This time,
though, Dan didn't pull away, but instead let them keep their hands on him
as they felt his muscular glutes.

Dan allowed the moment to stretch into what might have been a minute,
gently swaying his hips with the music while the younger boys felt him
up. When he felt one of them going for the waistband of his briefs, he
wriggled out of reach again - but not before the boy was able to get enough
grip for the elastic to snap back against his skin with a sting. He turned
to look over his shoulder, hoping to see which of the boys was the culprit,
but while both were very interested, neither gave anything away.

Having their undivided attention, Dan turned back around to face them. He
held a couple more poses while he kept moving to the music. John and
Michael ran their eyes over his chest and abs, which had a light sheen of
sweat on them, but it was the damp cotton covering his crotch that really
interested them. He watched them gaze at his undulating groin, still just
out of reach. He edged closer as he moved into his next pose, and waited to
see who would make the first move.

Michael and John watched Dan's crotch as the older teen posed before
them. Beneath their gaze, his blue briefs showed signs of life; all this
teasing wasn't only affecting them. the vertical bulge of his hidden cock
appeared more distinct than earlier, and they eagerly anticipated its
appearance. But Dan wasn't about to make it easy for them; if they wanted
to see more, they would have to go for it.

John was the first; he reached for the bulge of Dan's cock and cupped his
fingers over the damp cloth. He felt the warm, firm mass beneath the
cotton. Probably not all the way hard yet, he judged. When Dan didn't pull
away, he traced its length up to just below the waistband of Dan's briefs,
where he paused for a moment before moving back down again. He continued
past the base of the bulge until his hand was between Dan's legs. He could
feel Dan's balls trapped inside his briefs; they squirmed under his
touch. John glanced up to see Dan's approving grin, then curled his fingers
beneath the edge of the cloth to find Dan's ballsack. It was sweaty to his
touch, and he unconsciously pulled against the cotton to give his fingers
more room to explore.

Then Michael's hand joined his, and their fingers bumped as both of them
played with Dan's balls. Giving Michael some room, John let his fingers
slip out from beneath the cloth and work their way back up to the front of
Dan's pouch, which was more distended than before. He traced the rigid
length up to Dan's waistband, which was now lifting over the bulge. He
cupped his hand over the top of the bulge and held it for a moment before
sliding his fingers partway down again. After he repeated this motion a few
more times, he saw that Dan's stiff hidden member was now beginning to pull
the elastic waistband away from his belly, creating a thin gap. John
glanced up to Dan's face once again to see Dan's reassuring smile. On his
next upward movement, John let his fingertips slide above the waistband and
up onto Dan's skin. As his hand started back down, his curled fingertips
caught the gap in the elastic and he pulled the waistband down to free
Dan's hard rod.

Michael grabbed the elastic and tucked it behind Dan's balls, leaving the
older teen's crotch exposed. Both of the boys stared at their find in
surprise; Dan's dick didn't look the same as Chad's. They could see his
piss slit, but most of his head was covered by another layer of skin. Dan's
hard uncut rod bobbed in front of them as they took it in.

"How does it work?" Michael finally asked.

"Just like yours," Dan answered, "But with a little something extra; check
it out."

John reached first, tentatively wrapping his fingers around Dan's shaft. He
slowly slipped Dan's foreskin down, exposing the plum-colored head of the
older teen's cock. After marveling at this for a moment, he he slid his
hand upwards and the round head disappeared beneath its sheath. He repeated
the motions and watched in fascination as Dan's cockhead reappeared and
then took cover again.

After a few more repetitions, Michael reached his hand up and took John's
place, sliding Dan's foreskin over the head of his cock and then down
again. The exposed head began to glisten with precum as Michael kept at it.
John peeled Dan's briefs over his hips and guided them as they fell to the
carpet. As he ran his hands up Dan's thighs, the older teen began to thrust
his hips forward, forcing his throbbing meat through Michael's hand. John
reached Dan's ballsack and held it in his hand, feeling it jiggle as Dan
began to thrust his hips with more urgency. He wrapped his fingers around
and held Dan's balls more firmly, and even tugged on them a little.

Michael felt a hand over his as Dan encircled the younger boy's hand with
his own. Dan's touch tightened Michael's grip around the older teen's cock,
and Michael knew that Dan was getting close. John sensed it too, and both
boys watched, mesmerized, as Dan reached his peak. His juice erupted in a
spurt that caught Michael almost square in the face, splattering the boy's
nose and cheeks. Surprised, Michael pulled back just far enough for the
second spurt to nail his chest; the third landed squarely on the front of
his jeans.

Spent, Dan released his hold on Michael's hand, and the younger boy in turn
let go of the teen's still-stiff member, leaving it uncovered as the last
of Dan's load dribbled out. John was quick to take Michael's place,
catching the dribbles on his fingers as the older boy stood there breathing
heavily. Dan ran his fingers through John's hair, then smiled as the
younger boy stuck a cum-covered finger in his mouth. The first finger was
replaced by a second, then the boy stuck his palm up to his face to lick it
clean. Finishing this, John looked up at Dan before leaning forward to
touch his tongue to the underside of the older boy's slowly deflating
rod. Dan let out a sigh as, to his amazement, the younger boy puled his
foreskin back and licked the head of his cock clean before easing the skin
forward again. This done, they both turned to look at Michael, who was
rather something of a mess . . .


To be continued . . .