"That Dang Pole" by Casey Young

It was a sunny day, school was out, and D'shea had invited Sasha over to hang out and workout for the evening. Now just to let you know now, how a dance pole got installed in D'Sheas garage is a tale for another day. But the fact of the matter is Sasha was left alone to discover this while D'Shea went inside to drop off his books..

Sasha + Boredom + Dance Pole = ...

He was definitely lost in the moment, dancing around the pole with his usual carefree attitude, letting his body writhe upside down into precarious positions. Clumsy but effective. He had taken his pants and shoes off so that the skin of his legs and feet could grip better than what his clothing allowed.

His tail snaked around the pole at the top to keep his balance while the rest of his extremities trembled with a workout that his muscles had rarely felt before as he struggled against gravity and the raw leveraging of his body around the pole to stay supported. The moments passed quickly.

After a couple of spins he leaned back into an exotic pose and slowly slid downward into the sun. The sound of ice shuffling in a cup and a quiet slurp on straw broke Sasha out of his trance. He snapped his eyes open to see D'Shea just ..staring.

"Dude, this thing is awesome." Sasha was quick to say.
"Dude.. " was about all D'shea could get out.