Thursday Thirst Trap: Shanny...oh Shanny...sooo unsafe for work

 

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Now it was time for them to unwrap their present, or more specifically, for Shanny to unwrap the gift he had for them to enjoy.

He mashed the button on his phone and the iconic guitar opening of Warrant’s Cherry Pie burst forth as Shanny grabbed the pole and spun, feeling air beneath his skirt as he twirled around it, certain he’d flashed his pink mesh thong at them.

Which was perfect.

As the song unfolded, Shanny showed off all the techniques he’d learned from Kayla’s pole dancing class. Cha Cha had been right, dropping her name had meant that Shanny, Ajay, and Leith went from being wait listed to being offered spots in her afternoon class, which she didn’t typically invite new dancers too.

Her acceptance had meant they’d worked extra hard to prove to her that she hadn’t made a mistake in giving them an opportunity, and because they had tons of free time on their hands, they’d shared private lessons with Kayla too, and snuck down here to practice whenever they could slip away from their Daddies.

The result was that Shanny was able to execute a pole handstand, then slowly lower his legs into an inverted split which showed off all the goods thanks to his skirt. Slowly he rotated his hips, hooked his knee around the back of the pole, then spun himself into a bridge, his shoulders on the ground, his legs still wrapped around the pole.

Thrusting his hips to the drumbeat, Shanny showed off the way he’d learned how to spin back to his feet and fluidly pull the hoodie off over his head and toss it at his Daddy, who had to lunge a little to catch it. Daddy draped it over his shoulder as Shanny resumed dancing both on and off the pole.

Reaching up, Shanny pressed the full length of his lower leg against the pole and pushed up until he was several feet off the ground, then he flipped over and stripped his mesh top off while he was hanging there. The song was nearing the end, so Shanny made one more climb and held himself suspended,  ankles crossed, hips canted sideways to hold him on the pole, while he stripped off the first mesh sleeve and threw it at Tiny before blowing him a kiss. He blew Daddy a kiss too, after he’d stripped off the second arm sleeve, then he dipped his head and used gravity and his abs to let him both rotate and flip around the pole. A gentle pull at the Velcro holding his skirt closed allowed him to unravel it and fling it aside right before executing a pencil spin, proud of how many times he rotated before the final Swing It of the lyrics brought the song to a close.

His muscles ached by the time he lowered himself to his knees on the floor, damp hair clinging to his forehead as he gazed at the hungry looks his Daddy and Tiny were giving him.

“Oh fuck that was hot,” Daddy murmured, fingers fumbling with the laces of his leather pants. He wasn’t having an easy time getting them open, either, especially when his cock was swollen behind them and leaving no room for Daddy to loosen them up.

Crawling forward until he was right in front of his Daddy, Shanny went up on his knees and reached for the laces, his smaller fingers able to pick at one enough to work it loose. As soon as Daddy felt it he tried to help, his fingers getting in the way of Shanny being able to see what he was doing, until Tiny gently batted his and Daddy’s hands aside so he could untie them.

“Eager, Daddy?” Shanny asked as he rocked back on his bottom and held in pike position while he did the splits practically under Daddy’s nose.

The response was immediate. Daddy growled and tugged his cock free from his pants the moment Tiny undid the laces, while Tiny dropped to his knees with a sample tube of the watermelon-flavored lube and started prepping Shanny.

“Move,” Daddy growled as he loomed over them like he was about to devour Shanny.

“Eeepp,” Shanny squeaked when Tiny scooted backward, and Daddy pounced with the fierce intensity of a lion pouncing its prey. 

Be on the lookout for Shanny's friend Angel's book this summer, and their friend Billy's book come Halloween. Angel's book if currently set to be titled The Pineapple-Mint Julip affair and will be centered around a community blook party designed to raise funding for programs and improvements within the Baltimore area community Shanny, Angel, Riggs, Ajay, and Billy live in. 

As Happy Holidays gives way to Happy Valentine's Day, the stockings in the window displays are replaced with hearts: big hearts, little hearts, orange, pink, and purple hearts, candy hearts, paper hearts, heart-shaped pillows, and stuffed teddy bears holding giant heart-shaped messages making declarations of love and loyalty.

Too bad Chocolate makes Shanny hyper, and most flower bouquets make him sneeze. Besides, the sight of them wilting and starting to die has always seemed like the wrong kind of message on Valentine's Day and the wrong kind of metaphor for love.

He's messy and a bit of a hot mess all the way around, but he's got an amazing group of friends who have been more family to him than the one he was born into ever was, though he longs for someone special who won't mind letting him be the kid he never got to be. He thought that could be Tiny, but lately, his big friend has been frustrated with him.

Can the addition of Riggs, a large, fiercely protective man with a soft spot for misfits, be just the bridge Tiny and Shanny have been missing? Can the fierce pup and the boy he adores find the perfect person to care for them both, or will Rigg's heart prove to be only be big enough for one of them?

And if you'd like to see how it all began, check out A Little Christmas: Ajay's secret!

A Little Christmas: Ajay's Secret can be found here!

Walker Remington hates the holiday season. He didn't always feel that way, but tragedy has a way of changing things and making a man bitter. Carols, lights, the sight of people with their packages and bags all tip him over into Bah Humbug mode, that is, until Ajay comes along. With his piercings and wildly colored hair, he is everything Walker is not. Young, fun-loving, and on the hunt for a Daddy, something Walker has been before, and longs to be again, if only he'll stop sabotaging every chance he's offered.

A street musician longing to hit it big someday, Ajay McKerran sets up on corners all over the city, playing his guitar and bringing joy to people, especially with the carols he sings. When a chance meeting lands him a gig playing at a dinner club for kink-minded individuals, he never imagined it would land him in a space where he could safely explore things he's long desired. But is Walker the right Daddy for him or will the man prove to be as cold as the Baltimore winter Ajay ventures out to play in?