All That Glitters

Chapter 3

Gabriel's P.O.V.

"Milan, you have a request for a dance for two men in the main area," Troyer says while walking over to me with a smirk. "They're seated in the middle section of tables, the second one away from the stage. Their names are Taylor and Kingston. Work your magic, my cowboy."

Troyer grins widely at me with a wink as I nod asking; "Any special requests from them?" How many dances per man?"

"Their only request is you wear your cowboy outfit, not specific color on your g-string. They paid for one song each, no more," Troyer replies.

Nodding, I freshen up since I'm still slightly sweaty from the group number. I then change into my silver sparkly g-string, slip my cowboy hat and boots back on after applying more oil and silver glitter, and lightly scented clear deoterant. Walking into the main area, I focus on the table I'm to dance for as I make my way over to them.

The two men are attractive, but the one a touch more so - one has messy dirty blond hair, lightly tanned skin, bright baby blue eyes, and is around 6'3", and the other man, oh boy is he H.O.T.! He is also around 6'3" with short wavy dark brown hair, light skin complexion, and beautiful hazel eyes. Both men are muscular, but not weight lifter muscular.

Stopping in front of their table in between the men asking in my best seductive voice; "Are you handsome men, Taylor and Kingston?"

They nod with the man with dirty blond hair replying; "I'm Taylor, and he's Kingston. You can start with him since he has had a rough couple of days - his long time boyfriend broke up with him yesterday."

Kingston glares at his friend, who just smirks back at him in return while I smirk at their interatction. When a new song starts, 'Picture' by Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow, I star my dance for Kingston. Drifting my left hand fingertips over his left shoulder while softly swaying my hips to the beat as I walk around him slowly. Dragging my fingertips across his shoulders to his right shoulder as I come to stand in front of him.

Dipping at the waist to rub my hands up the inside of his thighs, stopping just before I reach his croch with a smirk and a wink at him before biting my lower lip with a wink. Pushing his legs apart enough to stand in between, I continue to dance to the beat of the music for several seconds before sitting on his lap, deliberitly placing my ass directly over his hardening member. Smirking at his sharp intake of air, I rub my hands slowly up his chest to his shoulders which I caress upwards toward his neck.

Clasping my right hand behind his neck while gyrating on his lap as I arch my back as I drag my left hand lightly over his croch up mine to my nipples where I pinch causing him to moan loudly. Slowly swaying and thrusting my hips as I stand, I turn around to face Kingstons feet, and place my hands on his shaking knees with a grin. Looking back at him over my left shoulder with a wink as I bite my lip while dropping my ass onto his lap. Arching backwards I clasp my hands behind his back as I rub my ass over his rock hard memeber.

Kingston lets out a long throaty graon, and with the way his body tenses, I am sure he is close to releasing in his underware. Looking at him upside down, I take notice of his blown pupils as I continue to grind my ass into his member until the end of the song. Standing slowly from his lap, I turn to face him with a bright smile as I bend forward slightly at the waist to gently kiss his flushed right cheek.

Kingston's P.O.V.

I'm ready to explode in my underwear by the time Milan's dance is finished. He steps away from my over-heated body to kiss my equally flushed cheek, and I know for damn sure I am going to get off tonight at the memory of his dance, and the feel of his body on mine.

"Hope you enjoyed the dance, cowboy," his raspy voice comments, and I obtain another clear view of his beautiful light blue eyes.

"Thank you, and I did," I rasp, while trying to cool my raging hardon and hormones.

"You're welcome, handsome," Milan raspily replies with a toothy grin and wink before turning to dance for Taylor.

Milan falters, and I turn to find out when, and I realize Taylor is no longer at the table, and I frown. Where in the bloody hell did he wander off, too? Troyer approaches us with a wicked glint in his eyes and smirk as he stops in between Milan and I.

"Mr. Reid has just requested that the dance for himself be given to Mr. Edwards. He requested that the dance be private, and has settled the difference," Troyer informs us much to my shock. "Milan, take Mr. Edwards to your private room for two songs."

Troyer leaves us with a low chuckle as I focus my attention on Milan, who looks sinful as fuck as he asks with his left hand held out toward me; "May I touch you, sir?"

Nodding silently, he reaches his hand out further, and I take it and I stand on my feet to allow him to lead me to a private room. My eyes instantly focus on his bare ass, and I have to say, it is magnificently shaped bubble butt.

This is definitly a wondeful distraction, and I must remeber to thank Taylor for this later.

Milan enters room number three, and shuts the door behind us as he gestures toward a single chair in the room; "Have a seat, please."

Settling down on the metal folding chair with purple padding on the seat and back, near the middle of the small room behind the silver colored pole. Milan saunters over to the cd player to turn it on and press play. When the song, 'If I Die Young' by the Band Perry begins to play, Milan starts dancing, and I'm sure that I won't last by the end of the second song. The second song that plays is 'How to Save a Life' by The Fray.

"Thank you, Milan," I murmur after he turns off the music as I rub my face with both hands, and I was right that I wouldn't last by the end of the second song.

"You're welcome, sir," he murmurs with pink tinted cheeks. "I hope I was able to distract you from your troubles for a little while."

"You definitly made me feel better," I assure him as we exit the private room, and I again my eyes latch onto his plump ass.

"Enjoy the rest of your evening, sir," Milan says before we reenter the main area, and head our seperate ways.