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Tannim's Ant Dance by tannim November 22, 2016

Swimming in a pond was a lot of fun, but it was different than a pool. The smooth rocks under the clear stream fed water were easy to stub your toes on and the small rocks spread out when stepped on. There were no ladders for climbing out and no life guards to come diving in after an accident.

Donamer found another difference shortly after climbing out. Most pools didn't have large ant colonies living in very soft logs that might split open when sat upon. The wood pulp wasn't bad, even when it slipped up the bare crevice under his tail, but the squirming little creatures suddenly swarming all over him was. It was worse when they bit moments later.

"OW! Hey! NO BITING! Ow OW!" The dragon swatted at them.

Tannim, coming out of the pond, at the yelling, hurried over. The comedy of watching his naked friend slapping at his body and rolling on the ground ignored as he tried to help. There were so many ants all over the blue dragon and more still coming out of the log.

He grabbed a large fallen branch and tried to pull Don away. "Roll this way! AWAY FROM THE LOG!"

Donamer managed to roll a few times and gave himself some distance, but the insects clung to him determinedly. Tannim swung the stick up, then thought better of essentially caning his already hurting friend. The branch was too hard and heavy. After a moment, he used a much softer option and simply raised a bare foot and stomped on a large batch of ants on Donamer's left thigh.

Feeling their hard little bodies against his soft sole was unpleasant, but he lifted his foot up and stomped again just a few inches lower. The ones under the first stomp had stopped moving in shock, but they weren't dead. Ants were far too durable to be crushed between his soft feet and Don's only slightly less soft thigh.

The impact distracted his friend from the ants at least. Feeling Tannim's big wet foot always distracted him from pretty much anything. It only lasted a second though before more ants demanded his attention again.

Tannim stomped again and again, flattening ants against Donamer's legs. The ants moved again after a few seconds, but they were slower after the impact and a follow-up stomp managed to knock some of them off. There were so many it was impossible not to land on a few and he kept working at it.

Donamer's pained expression mellowed to one of zen-like meditation with the pain from the ants mixing with the enjoyment of soft foot flesh slapping against him over and over again. He stopped slapping so much and just watched each time as Tannim raised his leg in a high stomp. The green dragon's toes splayed wide at the top of the lift then flexed up as their foot sped down.

All the ants between him and his friend's sole felt hard, but more than enough of that soft warm skin struck his directly. It made the ants fade into the background after the first twenty stomps and they just kept coming, moving up from his legs and onto his belly, sides, and, best of all, groin. There weren't many ants on his bare dick, but he was still glad the other dragon flattened what few there were on it. That foot was welcome there any time.

Tannim kicked at Don's hip when he saw the ants still following from the log, then another kick to his torso and anywhere that helped roll his friend further away from them. He stomped on the ground a few times when he felt a sting in his foot, then stepped up onto Donamer to use both feet, one after the other in rapid succession. The much faster footwork was less forceful, but it covered more area and knocked them off faster. It also made the blue dragon have to support more of his weight, but he didn't seem to mind too much.

There were certainly less ants than before and the feet kept slapping down over them onto Don's belly, chest, and thighs. Tannim landed a few extra stomps on his cock when he saw it was stiffening under the attention. The green dragon's own dick was swelling, too, both from the foot play and from his friend's arousal.

"You're enjoying this entirely too much, you know?" Tannim tugged at the other male's erection with a heel spur before stepping onto the whole shaft. With it trapped between thigh and foot, he kept his weight on it to stomp with his other foot over more ants. "I'm almost done with the front, too. It'll be wasted when I turn you over to get the back."

"Well, you could roll me into the water instead and we could have some fun when they are washed off."

Tannim stepped off and flipped Donamer onto his belly. "Where's the fun in that?"

Donamer grunted at Tannim's weight on his back and lay in the grass enjoying the feet against his bitten body. "I'm sure we could find some fun if we looked. You can even keep stepping on me... I'd like that."

After a quick walk up and down Don's back, Tannim stood on his friend's buttocks and rocked his weight back and forth from one foot to the other. "Maybe."

An ant bit at a tender spot in response to the pressure and brought a yelp from Donamer. That was enough to make the green dragon sigh and step off. With a quick bend down and a grunt, he grabbed and heaved both of them into the pond again, where many of the remaining insects floated off and the rest were less aggressive as he brushed them off with his hands instead of his feet.

They stayed under the water for almost thirty seconds before swimming to the other side and coming up on some large rocks instead of the soft grass. Donamer stood, then bent and cupped his balls to pull one last ant from between them and his leg with a sigh of relief. He had red spots swelling from face to toes and everywhere else on his blue skinned body.

He sat down, after checking for anything where he was going to sit first. "I used to like ants..."

Tannim snorted and pushed the other dragon onto his back with a foot. "You probably still will once you get home and feel a bit better." He stepped onto Donamer's right thigh and chest. "At least they weren't fire ants. Maybe they were. I think one bit my foot." A quick shift up and the foot that had been on Don's thigh hovered over his face instead with toes flexing. "These were wet. Could you, blow on them for me?"

Donamer laughed at the shove back and grunted at the weight on his chest. It felt much better being stepped on without all the insects stinging him. He could concentrate on those soft damn feet pressing against him. The question made him laugh, but sight of Tannim's sole over him and the wiggle of his toes made him swallow hard at both the memory and his friend's lovely foot merging.

"I think it's 'These are Wet, could you blow them for me.'" Donamer took as deep a breath as the green dragon's weight on his chest would allow, then blew over Tannim's wet toes. He smiled and lifted his head to kiss each toe. "It's even more beautiful in real life than it was in the cartoon."

The foot hovered over him for a few seconds after the last kiss, then the arch was pressed to his lips and nose. Tannim's weight shifted to that foot until his head turned to the side and his friend was standing on both face and chest. He didn't mind at all, even when Tannim turned and walked back along his body to his legs. Such lovely soft, hot, and fleshy soles were always welcome.

He watched his handsome glasses dragon lift a leg again and took a deep breath just before it stomped back down on his right thigh. Another stomp hit his left. Another heartbeat and the foot rose again, then dropped just where he wanted it, smashing his stiff erection between his abdomen and Tannim's right foot.

The impact made his body buck from the force and he flopped back breathing heavily from it a moment later. His friend twisted his body to grind Donamer's cock under him, adding to the happy friction. He could feel his dick sink into the soft green skin of Tannim's arch, heel, and ball.

Don's eyes lifted to Tannim's own cock and he smiled to see it jutting up ready for attention. If the other dragon hadn't had his balls wrapped around his waist and off the ground, he'd have given them some attention with his own feet. Tannim seemed happy to just give for now and he kept giving with each movement.

Stepping out of the grinding motion, Tannim stood on Donamer's belly as well as his dick. Don clenched his abs to ease the strain and Tannim playfully bounced on him with rapid but shallow up down hops. At the top of each hop, the foot on his dick changed angle or grabbed his swollen glans with those handsome agile toes.

Donamer grabbed at his friend's heel with both hands just so he could feel Tannim's heel spur clutch at his fingers. When it did he let go toe just tease it with one finger sliding along the bottom over and over. It was all he could really do with Tannim grinding at, stomping on, and foot slapping his cock relentlessly.

He groaned when Tannim slipped the foot under his cock after a stomp and pried it up to squeeze between his toes. "So perfect. ERG!"

The green dragon nodded to himself at the reaction to jerking that foot up to grind the ball and arch along Don's glans rapidly. Friction on that sensitive tip made the other male shake under him and he followed that motion by stepping down on it with the tip trapped in the center of his arch until Donamer's dick bent in half. Pleasure he'd felt at the feet on his body and especially on his dick blurred with the pain for that stomp. He felt a pop as his stiff erection lost some of its boneless rigidity.

That normally painful sensation felt surprisingly good with such soft feet causing it. The novelty of if it sent a powerful thrill through him that made the dragon thrust up into his friend's sole harder just before Tannim lifted his foot up for another stomp. A cold numbness spread along his cock when it popped again with the same straight rapid down pressure bending it just like before.

Tannim's other foot rocked back and forth on his belly with Don's abdomen clenching hard from the weight, the pleasure, and the abuse. Seeing the pleasure overriding Donamer's senses, he pounded as fast as he dared, putting less pressure with each one just to move his sole over as much sensitive flesh as he could as fast as he could. A glance back showed Donamer's eyes rolling up. He was getting close.

There was too much to really feel anymore. Tannim's soft fleshy arch trapped Don's tip time after time in it's loving grip. A smooth indentation formed around it, catching his leaking pre, and seemed like it grew deeper as the tingles of orgasm came faster.

Donamer kept his hands on that lovely heel spur throughout. One hand rubbed up Tannim's leg, but he always had the other on that exotic digit. With the orgasm rapidly approaching, he rubbed it harder and harder as well as the heel it was attached to where it pressed into his belly. He couldn't concentrate on anything else. Even the insect bites faded with his entire focus on two wonderful feet touching him so intensely.

His cock bent further under the relentless attention and was bent completely in half with his tip pressed against his cockroot while trapped in Tannim's soft yielding foot skin when he came. The pulse of cum hit the bend and made him groan in surprise at the sudden stop. The pulse after it pushed the first through and out against his friend's sole. The weight let up just a bit and more sprayed out over foot and groin while Donamer rode out his orgasm.

When it finished, Tannim stepped off him and wiped his foot clean on his own balls. He massaged his sack well until it all soaked into the plentiful soft skin, then sat on the grass next to the cooling dragon. His own cock wanted attention, but he panted to catch his own breath and ignored it.

After a minute of watching an imprint of his foot on Donamer's belly join the dark purple spots of all the ant bites, Tannim slapped his friend's hip. "Well, that was quite a work out!"

Don lay still, staring up at the clouds in the sky, coming down from his afterglow. "I bet it was. How bad is it?" He pushed himself up to look at his groin. It was bruised a deeper purple than the ant bites. "My, isn't that a pretty shade of bruise. Worth it though. So very worth it."

Tannim pushed himself onto his feet and leaned over him. "Ready to home now or would you like to play with the ants some more?"

Donamer tugged on the green dragon's balls. "What about you? Don't want to finish that off?"

Grunting, Tannim smirked. "I wouldn't mind, but I think we should get you home in case you have a reaction to those ant bites. You took quite a lot of them."

Struggling to his feet, Donamer kept hold of his friend. "Fine. I'll see if I can't pay you back for your help on the way."