A Strip and Variety Club named 'Barely There':
If you've never been to a Male Variety Club before, you won't know what to expect, especially when a hot male stripper named Dante loved to please his audience every single night...
Dante licked those pillow lips of his, moistening them as he walked up towards them.
They froze, not knowing what to expect from the tall man who had been named the hottest entertainer of the year.
He smirked and ran a calm hand through that jet-black hair that women wanted to run their hands through and men secretly wanted to touch. His scent was intoxicating. He was the God they believed him to be and he knew it.
Now it was just a matter of time before they understood the true agenda underneath the cool exterior.
He wasn't there to entertain them. He was there to observe and obtain some very valuable information but no one knew the real reason why.
The music blared and he got into position; the women squealing with delight as he took to the floor and proceeded to swivel his hips to the hot thumping sounds of the latest dance hit.
It was so hot inside with bodies gyrating in close proximity of one another as they tried to get nearer to him.
He ignored the throng and kept going, while taking his shirt off in the process, revealing a set of broad shoulders, peaked with a great set of pecs and rocking hard abs to die for.
The man had it all.
They were lapping it all in - the face...the body...
He was undeniably desirable.
The man oozed sex out of every pore of his skin.
He grinned to himself, fully aware of the sexual tension he was creating.
That was the plan.
The women were screaming now, working themselves into frenzy as he lap-danced one of them and French-kissed another.
One of the gay boys standing close by fell in a dead faint at his feet and was promptly carried out by the two rock-hard bouncers close to the stage.
He chuckled quietly.
He pushed himself off a girl's lap, as she feverishly tried to stroke him. But he avoided her hands and easily jumped back on to the stage.
The floodlights were burning a hot fiery red now, the intensity of the spotlights glowed a midnight blue, caressing his skin.
He was totally in control, sliding downstage onto his knees, one hand on the zippered fly of his jeans as he continued to work those hips. He inched the zip down achingly slow, teasing his audience with a little reveal of what lay beneath...
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Stripped Bare
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