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Sun, 12 Feb 2006 13:11:58 -0600
From: Lance Davids
Subject: Hookup 3: A Stripper[As a story about Cliff, this incident is not actual. Since this is a work
of fiction, all the names and details are invented.]I thought I'd died and gone to heaven, but it was only Montreal. He was so
gorgeous that just looking at him gave me a hardon. At least the beginnings
of it. I felt flushed and hot, that's for sure. The thong, he'd gotten
down to, bulged with him. But I'm not really a size queen, not really.
It's the overall that gets me - eyes, arms, presence. That's what he was
full of. Presence!He was finishing up one set when I came into the bar, and by that little bit
I saw, I was riveted. "I've died and gone to heaven," I must have said out
loud because the old queer next to me said, "He is the best. Wait till the
closing, when he goes all the way."'All the way?' I was puzzled.'Strips total.' He leered at me.When's closing, I wondered. I wandered away and watched the other strippers
from a distance, but compared to Mr. Wonderful, they lumbered along. As
they twisted and bumped I pictured that Adonis in my mind. Broad shoulders,
tapered waist, glowing skin, flashing black eyes that haunted me. He had a
flush of reddish brown hair on his upper chest that reminded me of Nicholas
Cage in that old Valley Girl movie when Cage was a newcomer.Me? How could I ever get it on with him I wondered. In my dreams. But I
wanted more, the Nn Preteen Pics real thing. Nn Preteen Pics What were my prospects? A guy twice the age
of my Adonis, in shape but no beauty, as spectacled as Harry Potter and much
more tweedy. I was comfortable in my professorial role, but accepted I had
no real magnetism for the hunks I lusted after. Finally though, I roused
myself to shake off all self-doubt and loss of confidence. I considered my
assets instead.I looked prosperous, though casually dressed but more upscale than most of
the blue-collar, college kid, leathered and trashy blue-jeaned regulars in
the bar. I had a good smile and was not bashful and could look a guy full
in the face, nod in his direction, even introduce myself. I was sober and
otherwise drug-free, though I was dying for a cigarette. I resolved to give
connecting with him my best effort.I walked around the complex, had one beer, and watched Raimond, as he was
introduced, do his second set. When he was off, I moved to the dance floor
to shake off the erection he'd caused, but the industrial pounding music
only made me more excited if less tumescent. Time seemed to crawl while I
waited for Raimond's finale. Believe it or not, I even had to fend off one
guy who recognized me from the lit conference we were at. Another evening,
I would have accompanied someone so much to my modest taste anywhere.
Instead I said, "Sorry, George, I have a date." Or wished I did.When the third set came up, I moved to the bar along which the performance
would take place, and zeroed in on a strategically placed stool. '"I'll
give you $20 dollars for this seat," I said to the geezer there. He looked
at me blankly, reached for the twenty, took his beer and was gone. I
perched myself and took a deep breath.The assembly came out, one by one, to do their stuff. I tried not to pay
attention to the openers, waiting for Raimond, the obvious star. Then he
came out.Raimond wore work boots, bulky white socks, a flimsy cotton vest and the
most amazing thong, the likes of which I'd never seen. I don't know what it
was made of, but it was translucent. Though clothed, you could see the
outline of his package. He started out slow, his muscular arms up with
fingers interlocked behind his head, moving feet, legs, and hips to the
beat. Rai beamed when Nn Preteen Pics he Nn Preteen Pics danced, not like some glum bums. Dazzling.He gradually moved Nn Preteen Pics
along the bar, stomping, twisting, and shaking his booty.
As he got towards me, I could see the outline of his cock, long and full.
>From ten feet away, I could see that the snug hold of the thong pouch riding
on his precious cargo had stimulated his genitalia enough so that the
foreskin was back along the ridge of the glans. Nn Preteen Pics The outline of the rim of
his uncut majesty was obviously visible through the membrane he was wearing.
I shifted in my seat to accommodate my own swelling penis.I locked eyes with him, and smiled my appreciation. Rai, five feet away,
nodded at me and radiated a smile back, broader Nn Preteen Pics than even before. He came
alongside. I bobbed my head in time with his music, licked by lips and held
up a twenty U.S. dollar so Nn Preteen Pics he could see what it was. He dropped down on his
haunches, his knees over my shoulders, and his protrusion almost into my
mouth. I tucked the bill into the elastic band at the top of his bushy
basket, my fingers falling slightly over the sheer material that pretended
to covered him. Latex? Silk? I was too far-gone to figure it out or care.Rai grabbed me by the ears and pressed my lips to his fleshy prong just for
a moment before he was up. He twirled about three times, pivoting on his
quick feet in front of me, then with his buttocks towards me he bent double
from the waist and shook his anus at me, hardly covered by the slender strap
of the thong. Nn Preteen Pics I smelled the musty rich smell of his sweat, woodsy cologne,
and body juices of a man in heat.He went on to other customers, but looked back at me again from twenty feet
away, nodding and Nn Preteen Pics sending me silent messages with his eyes and smile. At
the far end of the bar, he got off and came back on the floor, stepping his
way through the Nn Preteen Pics crowd. I'd swiveled on my stool, and when he got to me, he
gyrated himself between my legs, pulled back my sports jacket, and swiftly
undid the top three buttons of my shirt so that he could feel my nipples in
their forest of chest hair.'Hmm,' he said, and clambered aboard my thighs, lap Nn Preteen Pics
dancing there for a few
seconds.'I'm Cliff,' I said.'Later,' he said, and was off down the floor.Back up in the bar, he did his final mess around. Raimond swayed, pivoted
and swung his feet. Either he had his arms out in palpable abandon, ecstasy
and joy or he was feeling himself up. He massaged his hirsuite chest,
fingering his nipples, coursing his sides, passing over his awesomely hung
Moby Dick, or tugging at the sides of his nearly invsible, briefest of
briefs. With his back to the crowd, he began to play with the waist band
and strap of his thong, lifting the half inch that held against his anus the
very place we all wanted to be. He began inching it away from that luscious
bung hole and teasingly pulled the band down below the buxom, curvaceous
turn of his bum.Now fully nude in back, he turned forward to show that his efforts to
exhibit his stunning buttocks had their effects on exposing the front. The
translucent mask was off the pubes, the same henna hued hair as on his chest
and head. That last bit of cover clung at the top of his shaft. I heard
myself gasp at the vision of what was to come.His thumbs were in the straps on either side of the auburn bush and moving
up and down as if he was about to go native. And then, I don't know how he
did it, but in a single move, they fell to his boots and he kicked them off
behind the counter, and his right hand was cupping his marks of manhood
while his left was behind him. He pivoted to show that he had his "fuck
you" finger up his ass. He pivoted again and stuck that middle finger deep
in his mouth, sucking it and swaying, his eyes rolling back as though in a
orgasmic spell as deep as any psychedelic trip you ever experienced or
imagined. Then his eyes were open and he looked at me and I back at him,
dead on.He lifted his hands, palms up and out, then thrust forward to the crowd as
though saying, "I'm yours." His treasure protruded there, the glow of his
blood charged through cock and balls, and for a moment all eyes were focused
on that gorgeous center. I was not the only one to gasp. The lights
blinked out for a moment, and when back on, he was gone, and it was closing
time.I shuffled out with the rest. Knots of guys stood on the walk in front,
eyeing one another, trying one last time to score. The old queer who I'd
had an encounter with previously came towards me, and I thought quick how
I'd turn him down. 'Back door, you fool' he said; 'the help goes out the
back door.' I nodded and made my way around the corner to the alley.The dancers and bar tenders were coming out and lining up with their various
dates. Then Rai came out the dimly lighted door. He wore very faded jeans
above his boots, so tight they showed his assets front and back to great
advantage, topped with a sleeveless t-shirt that said, "Support Your Local
Galactic Federation," a beret, and a jean jacket under his arm. He carrued
a small athletic duffle, the strap over his shoulder. And he came straight
to me.'Hi, Cliff,' he said. 'Remember me.''And how!''Let's go to your place; mine is full of house mates.''Fine. It's the Metropole, about eight blocks. Shall we walk.''Taxi. More private.'That's best, I thought; the way he looked we'd have a trail of twenty guys
following us. I hailed a taxi, and we got in. He said, 'It's a hundred for
a quickie, two hundred per hour or five hundred a night. Then I'll want
breakfast and carfare home.'I didn't care if it was Canadian or U.S. dollars. 'Okay,' I said. 'Let's
go all the way.''You call the tune; you pay the piper. I trust your face, but just so
there's no misunderstanding, the money comes up front.''Works for me.' I knew there was a cash machine in the hotel to make up the
difference for what I had locked in the room safe.I never stay in conference hotels because of their size, expense, generally
poor food, and lack of privacy. The Metropole was European style,
comfortably quaint, independent and gay friendly. No one batted an eye at a
forty year-old professor coming in after 2 a.m. with a young stud and his
duffle bag.In the room, Rai dropped his bag and gave me a lusciously wet and deep,
tongue-searching kiss. 'You get comfortable; lay out the cash, and I'll
come to you after a shower.' I opened the safe as he got out of his street
clothes. How marvelous to see him undress with such complete ease. He wore
no underwear.I'd had a nap between the conference and going to the bar. It had been a
long night after a full day of sessions, but I was excitedly alert.
Stretched out nude in bed, I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. When
the water stopped in the shower, I filled with anticipation at his approach
and sat up on my side of the bed. He came in, his skin glowing impossibly
in the dim light, and knelt between my legs, lifting my charged testicles
and tumescence in his hand. Bending, he sniffed it, nosing in the mustiness
that must be there. 'Nice,' he said and popped the whole handful in his
warm, salivary mouth. He rolled my balls around with his tongue and head
rotating like a pendulum.I moaned and fell back across the bed. He stood, positioned my legs over my
shoulders and began to rim my ass, stopping only to say, 'Umm, perinaeum
pie, my favorite,' as he licked the tender spot between the scrotum and the
anus. What he was doing was worth 500 alone; my only fear was that it all
be over too soon. I thought my chest would explode and then my nuts.'Do you want to fuck or be fucked?' he asked in the sweetest, calm voice.'Fuck me, but make it last.''I can do that.'He went to his duffle for lubricant and a condom. It was a thrill to watch
him stand in the dim light, jerk himself a few times to get back his
erection, and then unroll the rubber onto his shaft. As he lubed me, he let
his cock slap around on the inside of my thighs and about my rear. It kept
us both upward bound. When he'd coated his own sheath, he eased in opening
my sphincter and inching down the shit chute. I lifted my legs over his
shoulders again, and clasped him around the back of the neck so that my ass
raised to great his entry and the slow pulsations that followed.Raimond did not so much plow as most fuckers do, but wriggle and jiggle,
like his rod was a magic wand, a human vibrator with a hundred tingling
fingers. And suddenly he was not just in my ass but occupying my whole
body, my nerves inflamed. The crazy excitement in every fiber was so
intense, I felt my hair stand on end, and the pleasure became in itself
unendurable because it was so raw, novel, and total.I was a baby being rocked, a toddler being swung dangerously high over
everyone, a kid thrilling on his first Ferris wheel ride. I was a teenager
having his first wet dream, and then going ga-ga the first time over the
handsomest boy in eighth grade, cavorting nude with a best buddy, exploring
every inch of one another. I was blown and fucked at the same time in a
dark alley - fucked up the ass and fucking some bearded wonder's mouth.
Someone crouched on the ground licked around the corona over and over again
in constant swiveling worship for three hours continuous, through multiple
orgasms, and never losing my erection. I was rolling in an ocean of cum,
and a hundred mouths were licking it off of me in my ears, between my toes,
under my armpits, the backs of my knees, every crevice, every inch.Truly, I had resurrected and gone to heaven. When I came, I shot in loud
spats on the bed, five, six, seven times. Raimond pulled out, shed his
sheath as easily as he had his thong, and jerked his fuck machine three
times to explode upon me, grabbing my head and coming in my mouth with his
rich, savory brew. He rubbed himself over me and we lay compressed, arms
enfolding one another, our shared cum gluing us together.'Great fuck,' he said. 'If you're good, I can do this again in about four
hours.'I was too spent into nirvana to say anything. For a man whose career is
words, I felt a single word would destroy the whole transport that I felt
and wanted to keep forever.He went for towels so we could brush off. Then he pulled down the covers,
plumped up the pillows and got in bed so that I fell into his arms as he
held me with caresses and kisses until I slept.I slept until ten a.m. that Sunday morning. We didn't fuck again, but the
memory of the first still raged in my brain as it always has.We showered together, went downstairs for brunch, Rai wearing a shirt and
tie I supplied to set off his packed jeans and boots. He thanked me upon
leaving, saying, 'You supported me through another month of ballet lessons.
You're the best, Cliff." Then he kissed me right there on the street before
getting into his taxi. And he was gone.But never forgotten.
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