~~~~~~~~~~~prologue~~~~~~~~~~~~
Matthew nervously tugged at his loose fitting gym shorts. He looked around, everyone was doing some sort of activity. some were doing light workouts, others were obviously obsessed with making their overly testosterone filled muscles bigger, and the rest were shamelessly gaping at the girls in tight clothing. Matthew would rather be doing any of those things than what he was about to do. He felt heat rush to his face as he dwelled on the subject. "Hey mattie!," said boy turned around, and he saw a familiar person heading towards him. well, charging toward him is more like it. "H-hey alfred," matthew mumbled. alfred, his overly eccentric twin, gave him a hard slap on the back. "Hey bro, thanks for doing this with me~" he said happily, sending matt a large silly grin. "u-um yeah..." Matt trailed off, trying to come to terms with the intense pain shooting down his back. His brother removed the painful contact, and grabbed his hand. "what are you just standing around for? Let's go!" Alfred said enthusiastically. "Non! Wait!" matthew cried. Well, tried to. His naturally soft voice was easily ignored as he was forced into the room that would most likely lead to his death.
Matthew was forced into a free spot while alfred grabbed the one next to him. A man with straight blond hair and almond shaped green eyes gave them an annoyed look. "Anyway, as I was saying before I was interrupted," he huffed, "my name is Felkis and i shall be your instructor for however long you choose to stay here. I, like, don't care why you are here. All i am focused on is who can keep up with my amazing teaching." Alfred nodded, eyes flaring up at the challenge. Matthew on the other hand was staring at their teacher. He was wearing a girls workout outfit, and it was pink no less! It was peculiar that someone would confidently flash a hobby like that. And even Matthew couldn't help but to linger on those short shorts. He shook his head, and focused on what was in front of him. It was tall, thin, and daunting. And yet the irresistible shine, slick appearance, and promise of a new sensual experience sent trembles of excitement down his spine. He reached tentatively, still unsure. Well, it's not like his two papas would find out. And even if they did, who cares? He was eighteen, able to make his own damn decisions! Matthew took a deep breath, and grabbed the pole in front of him. He felt his insecurity and uncertainty shatter then. His skin against the metal felt so right, and he found himself drawn to the sexually appealing object. Matthew lifted himself up, using what little upper arm strength he had. He spun around the pole, a giddy feeling filling him to the brim. Sure he was clumsy and inexperienced in his movements, but that didn't take away from the large smile on his face. He felt like he was taking flight, just barley getting a taste of the freedom he desired. The feeling ended as he slid to a stop and his feet once again touched the floor. He let out a breath of ecstasy, nerves still tingling with excitement. Felkis grinned at the curly haired blond, "well, someone is totally ready to start working the pole~" Matthew noticed everyone staring at him, and he blushed and backed away to his original spot. He sighed softly, this was definitely something he was not giving up soon. He could still feel the rush and freedom in the erotic dance, and knew it was to late to go back. Mattie shook his head, "damn it Alfred."