Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2005 14:59:34 -0800
From: Jingjok <lizwrite@earthlink.net>
Subject: The GoGo Dancer

WARNING: The following material contains depictions of explicit sexual
activity. If the laws of your jurisdiction do not permit you to view such
material, please leave here at once and go to where you can learn how to
work to change the laws of your jurisdiction. If you are offended by such
material, please seek psychiatric counseling to discuss why you are here in
the first place.

On the other hand, if you simply don't care for the type of material
indicated by the story codes, well, have a nice day.

gay, masturbation

DISCLAIMER: The following is entirely a work of fiction. All of the parts
in this drama are portrayed by mature actors who are masters of makeup and
disguise.

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The dancer's toned golden body glowed with a sheen of perspiration as he
moved to the disco beat. The colored spotlights flashed across him,
illuminating the brief garment that barely covered his loins. The material
pressed against his cock, which he could feel had become somewhat enlarged
from the friction of the cloth as he rotated his hips with the music.

He could almost feel the eyes of the audience caressing his flesh. Moving
to the edge of the platform, he watched as hands reached up to brush
against the pouch holding his soft bag of tender jewels as fingers inserted
folded currency into the narrow belt that circled his waist. He felt his
dick growing, stimulated by the furtive touches of his admirers.

He moved back to the center of the platform, and slowly turned around to
display all sides of his nearly naked flesh. His hands moved to rub slowly
over his firm pectorals. His fingertips picked up moisture from the hollow
of his neck, and brought it to the hard buttons on his chest.

He ran one hand down over the ripples of his abdomen, and rested it on the
small patch of red cloth that covered his now firm dick. He tugged the
material toward the left, fearful that the head of his cock might escape
through that side. Bumping his hips to the disco beat, he pressed his hand
onto the thin cloth stretched over his rod, released it, and pressed again.
His other hand moved across his chest, flicking first one hard nub, then
returning to the other.

He looked at the audience below the platform. Some stood with their lips
parted, raptly watching his movements. His tongue flicked out to moisten
his own dry lips. The pressure in his swollen cock caused him to stroke the
material over it, back and forth. Feeling in control, he again danced over
to the edge of the platform.

Hands ran up the inside of his thighs, brushing the narrow patch of cloth
that barely covered his now firm ball sack. Another hand caressed the
sensitive spot at the small of his back as a folded bill was tucked into
the strap behind him. He felt a warm smooth hand roam slowly over his
cheeks, as someone reached up in front and pressed firmly on the cloth over
his clearly outlined hardness.

Feeling his cock jerk, he jumped back from the edge and tried to recover
the beat at the center of the platform. He felt his tool tingle and twitch
each time the material rubbed over it as he danced. His breath came more
rapidly as the sexual tension mounted. His eyes gazed unseeing over the
dance floor.

Still rubbing one hand across his now wet chest, he felt his other hand
move, seemingly of its own volition, to grasp the cloth over his throbbing
cock. He tightened his fingers and pulled on the covered organ, first up,
then down. Out of control with the mounting tension, his hand rubbed along
the shaft until it could take no more.

The audience gasped as they saw a damp spot appear at the corner of the
patch of cloth. The next shot surged out onto the now immobile dancer's
hip, as he threw his head back and closed his eyes. He groaned as another
spurt of cream added to the viscous pool. The audience, many on the edge of
their own excitement, watched in fascination as drops of the pearly liquid
began to flow down his golden thigh.

Gradually, the dancer again became aware of his surroundings. He dipped two
fingers into the puddle on his hip and brought them to his mouth and licked
them clean. Smiling wryly at his grinning audience, he resumed his movement
with the disco beat.

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The end.