Complication's

Just a little entertainment wouldn't hurt right?

Kazutora began to frantically try and hurry to one of his back stage rooms so he wouldn't make the situation even worse than it already was. Kazutora immediately closed the door, quickly stripped away his current clothes, and put on his outfit  for the crowd that was chanting loudly outside. Taking a quick breathe the somewhat slender man strutted down the stage, struck a captivatingly sexy pose, and inserted his usual black hair tie into his mouth. While holding the black hair tie in his mouth with his teeth he prepped his hair for the usual high ponytail and tied his hair up so it wouldn't get in the way of his work. The crowd began to swoon and whistle at Kazutoras striking appearance but, wasting no time Kazutora began to spin. He spun around creating a three sixty while making sure his thighs were ready for the new move he had practice the other day. After at least two twirls he quickly locked his thighs on the pole like glued chopsticks as he continued to spin. Letting his hands go of the pole he grabbed one of the roses from his breast plate, put one in his mouth, and then began to randomly throw them across the room.  

The crowd of guys immediately began to struggle to catch the roses like crabs fighting to reach the top of a barrel and had even began tackling others down so, they wouldn't catch the flying roses. While Kazutora's boss continued to peered from the sidelines smirking, pleased at his boyfriends work. Even though he was feeling an uncomfortable burning sensation of jealousy since he was pleasing the crowd and not him. Until he remembered their agreement and released a genuinely psychopathic laugh. Kazutora heard his distinct laughter then notice his boss walking back stage and gulped, but trying not to focused too much on his boss and the task at hand he tried to slow himself down. Once he had came to a crashing halt he arched his back creating a bridge, gripped the pole with his hands, and then kicked his legs back. Which brought him down into a strained split and made his ass bounce on the stage. This made the crowd scream even more and even made some of the guys become horny. "How about you come home with me and do some moves like that with me Kazutora?~" One of the guys shouted over the now closely huddled guys by the stage and Kazutora's late theme music playing. "No, how about you strip for us shorty?~" One of the other guys exclaimed which sent the crowd for a whirl of inappropriate comments, even more whistling, and some beginning to thrust. 

Kazutora brushed off the constant incoming comments since he was already used to it and got back up to continue his work. His ass, thighs, and especially his balls hurt like absolute fuck. Although he knew he had to keep going so, he could be able to afford his own living space and gas. After standing back up he once again gripped the pole and spun around like a light, graceful ballerina. After each rotation he began to tease the crowd by slightly pulling down the thin line of tight fabric lightly hovering over his nipples sending the crowd wild! He kept spinning faster each time and twisted his body into complicated poses like a snake while keeping his grip on the pole. Even though Kazutora was reaching his end to the amount of time he reserved he intended to stall a little longer, so he wouldn't have to go and visit his boss back stage. Kazutora slowly made his body come to a stop and placed his black eight inch heels on the floor he began twerking for the crowd since he had no other ideas left. Kazutora was truly scared, sweaty, and nervous just thinking about the severity of the punishment after this little stunt of his. 

Kazutora made sure that his ass bounced and even gotten so desperate that he began to hold his hands high as if there were tied together and then dropped so low his butt almost touched the ground while the thin line of fabric in the middle of his ass crack began to slowly not become visible any more. Then quickly getting up he had gotten extremely close to one of the guys in front of stage and did a strattle. The guy's face quickly became as red as a beat and stood there frozen. Once the stripper was satisfied he began to aggressively thrust his pelvis area close to the guests face but being careful to not make his dick touch the young man's flustered face. The manager order Kazutora to stop since he had extended his limit for way too long and the milk chocolate woman exchanged a 'your boss is going to end you' look. Slowly arising from the ground he twirled while his eight inch heels clacked seductively on the ground. He slowly continued strutting but before officially arriving backstage his clacking heels came to a sudden halt. Kazutora had decided to give the crowd a sly farewell look which made the guests displeased and out if impulse Kazutora had blow a kiss toward the flustered guys direction causing the crowd to become angered at the flustered man that was debating is he should flee or fight in that moment. 

Once Kazutora made it backstage after collecting the objects thrown onto the stage along with his money he was greeted with his furious boss's face peering him down as if debating about something important for once. While his eyes froze there slowly and intentionally plying apart his insides. He then knew....that nothing was going to stop this man or even subdue the world of pain that he was going to face later once in the man's office. 

-Author's disclaimer

Sorry that I haven't posted in a while I've been extremely busy and mentally/physically exhausted. I also hope that you liked this chapter (that I made at twelve or one o'clock at night) also spare me since this was my first time making a 'stripper scene' and also my first (published) fan-fiction. I also had 1,074 word's this chapter which is a score for me, since I can barely keep my eyes open even with the EXTREMELY HEAVY death metal music. Alright I'm not going to waste your time so, peace.