All That Glitters

Chapter 2

"You two are up," Asher, the stage manager says with a smirk as he does the lights for the stage along with starting the song, 'Save A Horse' by Big and Rich.

Grinning widely at Johnny, who winks at me as we step out onto the stage each of us directly under a single spotlight as the song plays. We are standing with our feet spread shoulder width apart, hands clasped behind our backs, and we tilt our heads down to look at the floor.

Kingston's P.O.V.

Entering the club, 'All That Glitters' at 7 p.m. as soon as the doors opened, I wonder why I allowed myself to be talked into coming here by my best friend. He inisted that I needed a deversion tonight since my long time boyfriend, Royce, of seven years broke up with my yesterday. Royce and I had been together since our second year of university, and he believes he no longer loves me, or that I am going anywhere successful in life. I own a chain of successful restaurants in three different states - Wyoming, Montana, and here in my home state of Colorado.

Taylor Ried, my best friend since childhood, talked me into meeting him here tonight to enjoy the dancers at the club and forget about Royce. I don't want to be here, but when Taylor sets his mind on something, there is no changing his mind.

"Kingston, over here!" I hear Taylor holler over the music, and I find him sitting at the corner of the bar with a cheesy grin.

Closing the distance between us, I sit on the empty chair to Taylor's right, and we order our drinks from the male bartender - Taylor gets a rum and coke, and I order an amaretto sour. We decide to sit at a table, the second one in the middle from the stage. As we sit down the music stops as a man with a microphone walks to the middle of the stage under a single spotlight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to 'All That Glitters', I am the host and owner, Troyer. I hope everyone has a wonderful evening, and enjoys our dancers. First up for the night are Rome and Milan, who are performing their cowboy dance to the song, 'Save a Horse' by Big and Rich."

The single spotlight snaps off as he walks off to the shadows of the stage as two single spotlights flick on near the red closed curtian. Two nearly naked men with oiled, glittery skin walk under the spotlights wearing black cowboy hats, black cowboy boots, and black sparkling g-strings that barley contain their packages.

The music begins to play, and for the next three minuts, we are subjected to the most erotic dance I have ever witnessed in my life. The way the two dancers move their bodies, I'm positive that every patron in the room including myself is highly aroused. What made their dance even more inticing is their moves of rubbing themselves over the other man. Their grinding and thrusting on each other is captivating as well as not being able to fully see their faces since their hats are tipped down enough to cover their faces. At the end of their dance, they kiss each other lightlyon the mouths.

My entire body is buzzing with red hot desire, and I notice Taylor is the same way, as I mumble to him; "Man, they are hot."

Taylor answers breathlessly in agreement before taking a long drink with a slightly shaky hand before he asks; "Are you glad you came now?"

"Yes, so thanks for insisting," I grin over at him as the announcer/owner introduces a single dancer named Cherry.

There is a ten minute intermission between the end of Cherry's dance, and another duo's dance - Blace and Rose. The dances continue throughout the night with Rose, Amber and Cherry, Paris, Robin and Paris, Rome, and then Milan. My focus is on Rome's dance, and Milan's to see if it is there dancing together or the man that has me excited. I think it is Milan that has caught my eye, as Rome is very attractive, Milan has my full attention. Rome is around 5'8" with fluffy brown hair, slim build except for his bubble butt where Milan is 5'9" with a slim build and a cute abs - 4 pack, pale skin, and dark brown hair.

When Milan walks onto the stage with his head bowed, he is wearing his cowboy hat and boots, and and sparkling light blue g-string, and he stops at the pole in the middle of the stage. He inhales deeply once as he places his left hand firmly onto the pole as the song 'Like a Cowboy' by Randy Houser begins to play. The man spends the next five minutes giving us the best damn pole dance ever. I imagine he would be wonderful at using silks, too. I wonder how often he works out and reherses during the week to maintain his flexability and physic because the way he moves, he is magnificent.

Troyer, the announcer, walks back onto the stage once Milan has finished; "Wasn't Milan amazing as usual? Give it up for our cowboy, Milan!"

After the applause has died down, the man continues; "In about twenty minutes, the eight dancers will be back for a group number. Once their final number is completed, they will be mingaling, and be available for private dances. So, if you want a private dance, there is a form to fill out with a list of rules, along with payment in full before the dance happens. If you do this, and don't abide by the rules, you will be escorted off the premises, and banned from my club. Are there any questions?"

Some guy enar the stage loudly asks; "Who is going to enforce this, you?"

"Yes, I will along with my security," Troyer seriously replies with a frown.

The man instantly shuts up when he notices the security that Troyer motions too, and I can't help but snicker that leaves my mouth and the patrons stupidity. Taylor smirks at me with his own chuckle. Man, some people can be suck assholes. Everyone deserves to be safe and respected at their jobs.

"Are you going to have a private dance?" Taylor asks curiously with an excited smile that tells me he wants one.

Shaking my head at him as I reply; "Not tonight, but perhaps another time."

"Who has caught your eye?" Taylor questions innocently which he is not.

"Milan," I simply state as I bite my lower lip as my cheeks tint in warmth at Taylor's smirk.