Solby Oneshots [♡]

18

This is a stripper au ayyyeee.
Hope you enjoy, children.

-your fucking dad(dy)

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•Colby's POV•

"Come on Colby!! We're all going!" Brennen shouted, nudging me. I sighed, fidgeting with my hands. "Yo, man, I don't think I-.." I started, getting cut off by Bradley.
"Come on, it's your birthday!! It's our present for you!"

"Eh, you know I only like Sam." I practically muttered. Brennen smirked, "we know. We found out he works there." My eyes widened, and my head flew up. Without thinking, I bolted to the door. The guys chuckled behind me as I struggled to put on my shoes.

"Wow, that worked." Bradley laughed. They got up and walked with me to the car. I hopped in the front seat whilst Brennen drove, Bradley in the back.
"He just wants his hands on Samuel." Brennen teased. A pink tint flooded my cheeks, and I turned to the window in embarrassment.

"Aww it's true!" Bradley cooed. Him and Brennen kept teasing me throughout the ride, and only getting worse once we stopped.
"Hey, Colbs, try not to pop a boner." My best friend said, poking at me arm as we walked inside. "Sh-shut up, Brennen!" I practically hissed.
The two laughed as we entered the strip club, and my stomach flipped with anxiety.

Guys walked around seductively, most shirtless or even half naked. Most of the people in the audience were in there 20s or 30s, maybe even older. I stood there, literally on my 18th birthday, looking 14. Of course the guards questioned me, but I'm 18 so I got in with my ID.

I kept looking around, but I couldn't see who I wanted to. That would be Sam; my long time crush I'd practically die for. We knew eachother well, and I knew he could dance, but I really didn't know he was a stripper. Maybe that's why he has a pole in his house... oh my god-

I was cut from my thoughts by Bradley shaking me, and i noticed he was pointing to the stage and making me listen to the announcer.

"Hello again my friends, let's give a big hand to the lovely Samuel Golbach." Was heard over the announcements, as my lovely friend walked into the stage.
My eyes widened, and I stared him up and down with my jaw dropped.

He wore a pastel blue crop top with the 'Angel' written across it in white, a pastel blue mini-skirt, white knee highs with pastel blue garters, and black flats. His hair was it's normal blonde, messy state. His hand grabbed the pole slowly as everyone cheered, but he caught my staring. A smile grew across His face, and he waved to me.

My face went red as people turned to look at me. I pointed to myself, looking at him still and mouthing 'me?' To make sure. He nods, motioning for me to go to him.
Random people began to clap and whistle as I walked to the front, including Bradley and Brennen.

When I got there, he took my hand and made me stand on the stage. Sam grabbed my shirt, pulling me down so I was his height and whispered,
"Watch me, and I have a surprise for you afterwards." The blonde pulled away, winking to me and going back to the pole.
My face was red, my heart was racing, and I was ready to watch him.

Sam grabbed the pole as 'Bruises and Bitemarks' played. He walked around it slowly, stopping every few seconds to move his hips around seductively. He loves this song, and he'll play it every time we hang out. His favourite part began to play as he spun around the pole, and I knew he was gonna do something.

'You bring the ropes and chains, I'll bring the pills and games.' He slid to the floor, standing up quickly and ruining around the pole before jumping up.
'I can show you pain, and make you say my name' He bent one leg, leaving the other hanging. Sam then grabbed my shirt as the last part played, winking to me as he mouthed the words. The music continued to play, yet he slid of the pole. Sam let go of my shirt and looked into my eyes deeply.

"Happy birthday, Colby!" He chimed with a smile. I smiled back after being completely stunned by everything that just happened.
"Th-thanks, Sam." I said happily. We walked off the stage, and he took my hand and stopped me from walking to Brennen and Bradley.

"Wait," he started, "I have something to do!"
"And that is..?" I asked, turning to him.
He giggled, grabbing my shirt and staring up at me. "Help fix your little problem." He said, hinting down to my crotch. I looked down, a blush spreading across my cheeks as I nodded. His pale face became red as he pulled me into the back room.

Fucking love being 18.