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The ecstatic hooting and hollering of men filled my ears. With a snap of my head upwards I realize that I am on stage. I am not on just any stage however, I am on the stage of where I work; The Rainbow Club. As my baby blue eyes scanned the room, left to right--194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgYaorqtIv8
All of a sudden I felt two fairly familiar calloused hands resting upon my hips. I froze as stiff as a board once I realized who the man was. My boss, Gay Tony Sutherland, a thirty four year old man that stands at a whopping six foot two and a half. My whole body stiffened as unwanted erotic scenes flashed through my mind. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfLbNqNANQh
Tony grabbing my waist and pushing me on my stomach, forcing me not to move while in one swift move --- his free hand yanked off my pants and undergarments.
"Play nice for the crowd, Blondie.." Tony whispered against my left ear, while his right hand gently caressed it's way down my stomach and into my skimpy male tongs. He grabbed my cock and squeezed, I had to resist the urge to cry out in anger, frustration--or pleasure.
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"NOOO!" I jolted awake, bracing myself up onto my elbows as my eyes shot open and darted around my bedroom. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡju7mA7g4v1
Right, my bedroom, I am home. It was just a bad dream-- well, more of a nightmare.
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I groggily reached my nightstand for my cellphone, once I felt it I retrieved the cellphone. I unlocked my cellphone and was not surprised to see multiple test messages from my good friends and co-workers of T.R.C (The Rainbow Club). Three text messages from my friend, Blare Armstrong, and sixteen from my other friend Neil Clinton. I quickly typed out a response to both friends, they both wanted to know where I am. I was supposed to be at the club an hour ago, it felt unbelievable to me but then again I only got home from last night's shift a little less than seven hours ago from now. I swear I am one of the most overworked male strippers at this club.194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBmD6aONj7V
With a groan I hopped out of bed and sombered on over to my standing mirror. I only wore a pair of black and red plaid boxer briefs. My skin is tanned; so tanned that I have been asked multiple times if I use those fake spray tans, which I do not. At least I am not orange. My blond hair rests just above shoulder length, near the back of my neck. As for my eyes, I stared deeply into the mirror at my eyes, I been told more than once that they are something to behold; but they just a baby blue. I never realized how icy my eyes could look, until now anyways.
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With a jolt, out of utter surprise, I jumped for my cellphone and without checking who it might be; I clicked the call button. "Yello? This is Sammy. In a bit of a big rush right now, what's up?" I asked hastily as I opened the second drawer to my dresser and grabbed some clothes to hurriedly pull on. "In a rush for over a good hour now, aren't ya, sweetheart?" Tony asked with a bitter chuckle. His voice sent shivers up and down my spine, but definitely not the good kind. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgyUD9U8dM3
"Over an hour? I barely been up that--", but as soon as my eyes met my nightstands digital clock, I realized I have apparently been awake a little over an hour now. I need to stop procrastinating and daydreaming. "Look, I'm sorry, Tone.. I-I'll make--"
"Make it up to me later?" Tony rapidly interjected, "Oh you bet, you will." *click*
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With a exasperated sigh after hearing Gay Tony hang up on me like that, I threw my cellphone on my bed and it dropped to the floor at the end of my bed. My arms were folded over and covering my eyes, as they rested on my knees that are pulled to my chest. I cannot believe I get treated like this on a daily. With yet another much longer sigh, I pulled a white tank top over my head as a undershirt; my green and black plaid button up to be my cover up. And of course last but not least; socks, boxer briefs and a tight fitting pair of Levi jeans. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Jiu6EwshP
Once fully clothed I hurriedly brushed my hair and teeth, washed my face and threw on some sexy smelling cologne. I grabbed my cellphone and car keys as I headed for the front door to my crappy little apartment. To match my crappy apartment is my crappy little baby blue colored Volkswagon beetle, but I would never get rid of her.
I quickly locked the front door to my apartment and cursorily climbed into my Volkswagon. I fixed my rear view mirror and then stuck my keys into the ignition. My vehicle roared to life as I turned the keys and drove off, making my way towards my job. The one and only best LGBTQIA+ club out there; The Rainbow Club.
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