Date: Thu, 09 Jan 2003 19:23:07 +0200
From: "HotBiMale (ZA)" <hotbimale@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gay strip club Part 1

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I love a good strip show. If anyone knows where I can get
videos/photos/stories of strippers PLEASE LET ME KNOW. Thanks

Copyright 2002 by the author. The author retains all rights to this story
and requests that you do not alter or post this story in any form without
his permission. The following is a work of fiction. The usual disclaimers
apply.  The characters are purely fictional as are the events. This story
depicts acts of love and sex between consenting persons, youth with youth,
adult with adult and youth with adult . If stories of this nature offend
you or if you are under the age of 18 or it is illegal to read stories of
this nature, then please leave now.

Im John, owner of a successful male strip club. I'm 35, well build (like to
keep myself in shape). So, welcome to my world....

It was not difficult to recruit new strippers. There were always some guys
hanging around the local bus stop trying to hustle a quick buck. My club
was always on the lookout for new talent. Thats where I saw Sean. A
striking dark head guy of about 25. He stood a 6 ft 3 and I just knew he
would be a hit. I could see that his build was excellent and from the
outline of his cock in his jeans, he was well endouwered. I told him that I
had a business offer for him and slipped him my business card.

It was a about a week later he called and made an appointment to see me. I
agreed to meet him that night at the club.

I met him at the door and took him to the bar, overlooking the stage. The
crowd was electric as the next stripper was about to take to the
floor. Sean explained that he was straight and was not sure he could do
anything like this. I gave him a drink and re-assured him. I noticed that
he was watching the stripper intently. Smiling, I told him to watch the
show and we could talk after the show.

The new stripper was a guy of about 30. A bodybuilder of abot 5 foot 11!
He was dressed as a gladiator. The costume did his body justice. He looked
a splendid example of manhood. The music pumped as he danced and the crowd
roared.  He removed the armour bit by bit, reveiling his tanned chest and
strong legs. The crowd whistled. He was now left with only his gold
g-string which seemed to be loosing the battle to cover his massive cock
and balls. He teased the audience, tugging on the g-string in such a way
that would give maximum show with out exposing his cock. Eventually there
was no way the g-string could contain his struggling cock and he let the
g-string fall to the ground. His big cock swung free.It was a nice fat 8
inches nestling on two beautiful low hanging balls.  He was clean shaven
except for the tuft above his cock and his armpits. He continued his dance,
his cock slowly getting erect as it slapped from side to side. He did
pushups on stage, giving the audience a nice view of his bubble but from
all angles.  This he followed by a fucking charade that left nothing to the
imagination.  He then allowed the audience a quick feel/suck here and there
depending on their tips. By now his hat for tips was full of cash. I saw
the look in Seans eyes. He was hooked.  The stripper then pulled a chair up
on the stage and started to wank off. He started off slowly, playing with
his cock head and precum. I did not take too long before he was pumping
away madly. He erupted spraying cum all over his chest. The audience roared
with delight. He selected a volunteer from the audience (Who paid for the
privelage) to lick him clean, did a bow and left.

I glanced down at Seans crotch. I was sure he had a hardon. Sean was quite
speachless, so I suggested he think about it and gets back to me. I just
knew that he would be back and deep down my cock was hoping so too.

He contacted me the next day to say he was keen. I told him to come for an
interview, which he did. In my office, I told him to strip down, so that I
can see if he has what it takes to be a stripper. He did and turned to me
sheepishly asking if he could leave the boxers on. "Drop them" I said
snapping out of a daze.  His body was perfect. I think I might even have
drooled. He had a good tan to go with his muscular swimmers body. His 8
inch cock begged to be sucked. I told him to stand closer and turn, so that
I can see his but. It was like the rest of him, perfect and oh so inviting.
I slid my hand up between his legs telling him to stand with his legs
apart. He tried to pull away and I reminded him of what would be expected
of him. Admittedly I did not tell him too much. There would be enough time
later. I could see his cock and balls between his legs. I was having a
difficult time controlling my urges. Ir ran my hands up and down his legs,
pulling his two cheeks apart to reveal their treasure. I ordered him to
turn and face me again.  This time I was suprised with a semihard cock,
inches away from my face. I smiled, he glowed red. I reached out and
touched his cock. He let me continue. It was now fully hard. I started
wanking him off, playing with his balls. I leaned forward taking his silky
smooth cock head into my mouth. I could taste his precum.  Soon he was
holding my head, face fucking me, ramming that cock as deep as he could. My
hands wondered round to his bubble but. I sensed he would not let me go
further, so I continued to suck him off. He rewarded me with his generous
load deep down my throught, overflowing down the side of my mouth. I told
him to sit while I cleaned up. When I got back he was still naked, his
spent cock hanging between his strong legs. What a sight! I discussed what
would be expected from him and eventually when I could no longer take it,
told him to get dressed. I gave him a video how to strip and told him to
report the following week for a costume fit and rehersal.

Let me know your comments at hotbimale@hotmail.com. If you know where I can
get hold of photos/videos/stories of strippers PLEASE LET ME KNOW. Thanks