Reaching For Your Ankles
Chapter 2: Dirty Little Secret
A few days passed since then. I managed to fake it to make it as they tend to say, and played a judge at a dancing contest. Finding who Ryan Frost is out of all the male dancers in the show shouldn’t be too complicated. The only issue is that I somehow need to see the scorpion tattoo on every dancer I find suspicious…but how? Well, Brandon. One of the show’s producers informed me that he planned a “fun activity” for the judges to do behind the scenes. Every week, one of the judges would put clues to what the next theme of the dancers would ask them to perform inside of their lockers in their changing rooms. It’s just something they added for the show’s rating to make it more interesting and entertaining for the audience. But actually, it’s a ploy for me to get the opportunity to catch which one of them is Ryan Frost. Once Brandon came up to us, acted like he didn’t know me at all and suggested the idea to the judges, I immediately volunteered to be the one to do it. They were impressed. Like a bunch of idiots. As I was making my way into the guys' locker rooms, they were all in their underwear, some of them were making jokes and some were pretending to starch for the camera man following me. I had to lose him somehow. Damn it, why couldn’t it be Brandon?? Eventually I put the clue in some random guy’s locker, suddenly the camera man had an urgent phone call from none other than Ms. Parker. Thank god that woman knows when to call. He excused himself and left me alone in the males locker room. I wandered around, and suddenly I noticed a private section. I asked one of the dancers there about it. “Oh, it’s for Alex Mickelson. He never undresses with us. And he is one of the best here, so the crew gave him a private locker room.” He answered me. “Ha…” I smiled. “This is just too easy!” I waited a bit, to make sure no one noticed me getting in. Inside there was no one. But I knew that he will be back here. He’s got to. Alex Mickelson…I just need to see his hip bone and then I will know for sure that he is Ryan Frost. “Why would such a successful dancer need to jeopardize his career just to be a gay porn idol?” I asked myself while sitting next to his locker on one of the small benches there. Suddenly I watched as a figure only wearing a towel walked towards me. “Oh…The new judge….” He mumbled. “It’s Nate.” I smiled at him. Playing nice is the key.. “Y-yes…I remember.” I could sense his bravado shaking at my sight. “I’m sorry, but what are you…doing here…in my locker room…?” He asked. It was so cute seeing such a tall, confident young man being so startled. I wonder, what kind of expression will he make when I tell him I know his dirty little secret? That’s when I knew that I had to act fast. “Oh, I’m sorry, Alex, it’s just, you see…the behind the scenes producers made me do a prank on one of the dancers, something really dumb. Anyway, I then lost my way here since I’m new kind of new here like you said.” I explained with a nervous giggle. “Oh. I see…” he rubbed his neck. “How about I get dressed and help you find your back?” He suggested. “Oh, thanks, I appreciate that.” I answered. “You…you don’t mind if I…?” He held his towel. “Oh, no of course, I won’t peek.” I giggled. And of course I did. When I saw the tattoo on his hip I almost jumped from my seat, but I had to play it coy. “So how long have you been a dancer?” I asked him. “Oh…” I could hear him getting dressed. “Since I was a little kid I think…” I rubbed my chin trying to hold my laughter. Not for long… “And you haven’t done anything else?” I asked. Pretending to be interested. “Well, I do have other hobbies…but there was nothing I was ever more passionate for than dancing.” He answered innocently. “Really?” I asked. “Nothing at all?” I turned my head back to him as he was now fully clothed. He looked at me confused. His messy hair covered a bit of his forehead. He was younger than me, but I was shorter, although I could still see a kid in him. An incident kid I’m about to terrify. “And you? I heard since your injury you don’t dance anymore…what do you do…sir?” I bit my lip and stood up. “This is a bit embarrassing to admit but I actually gave up all the hobbies I used to enjoy just for a one man show I now watch. Every night before I go to bed.” I said. “Really?” He asked as he bluntly stared at me. “Is it weird, Ryan Frost?” I asked him with a smile. The moment I said the name Ryan Frost, the innocent looking tall young man in front of me turned into an angry brute. I could see his fist shake as he pinned me to the wall closing the door to his changing room where there was only a small chair inside. “What the fuck did you just call me?!” He asked angrily. “You heard me. Ryan.” I answered. I had nothing to fear. He wouldn’t dare do anything to me. I enjoyed having the upper hand here, mostly because I never had the upper hand on anybody in my life in any situation. “Who are you really?! What do you want from me??” He asked with a serious frown. “First of all, I want you to let go of me.” He immediately let go of my shirt. Like a good little bitch. “Second of all, now that I have your attention, you should know that you're done for, Mr. Frost.” I said next. “You being exposed as Ryan Frost, your reputation would be ruined for life.” I added. Enjoying the fear in his eyes. “Why are you telling me this?!” He asked, confused. “You could have just got your proof and exposed me, what do you gain from telling me this??” He was right. This is what I need to do. However I became increasingly tempted. I couldn’t help myself. Well it’s not like I’m jeopardizing my career for my horniness. I could have both. “Well you see, as I discovered you for my work only, I started developing a bit of intrigue towards you and your…contact.” I whispered in his ear. “Your work…?” He mumbled. “But you are right.” I ignored his mumbles. “I should just go now. I got all that I wanted.” I started walking but suddenly I felt him hugging me tightly from behind, rubbing my chest. “Wait…” he turned me around. I was surprised to see a confident smile on his face. “I could…how about I give you something in return…you are obviously a devoted viewer ...I could give you the ultimate experience. You couldn’t have possibly gained EVERYTHING you wanted.” He started rubbing my thighs. “I’m sure we could come to an agreement between the two us…” he whispered in my ear. I started feeling aroused. This kind of thing never happened to me. I never thought it would. His ice blue eyes stared into my soul as if he desired to eat me alive right now. I felt my cheeks burn. I put my hands on his shoulders. “I might think about it….” I answered. Of course I was lying. I would expose him regardless, but having a little fun right now wouldn’t hurt…right? How could I resist this man in front of me? Completely helpless and exposed, ready to do whatever it takes for me to not reveal what I discovered. “If you want me to keep my mouth shut, how about you put yours to work?” I suggested to him as I pushed his shoulders down, making him kneel in front of me.
