Love in a Strip Club: Pewdiecry

Chapter 1

Hey everyone, it is I, EKfanfic, here with a new story. This one I think will be a lot more interesting than my last, so enjoy~

-pewdie's pov- 

 It was Thursday night, and my friends were busy again with their lives. I wish I had a significant other or a fun job like they did. I was just a lonely, Swedish person living in America with only three other friends. But tonight I was more bored than usual, and decided to go downtown alone like I normally did. The only reason I was going downtown was to go to this bar one of the old friends told me about, that was also a strip club. Though I'm not much of a slut person myself, I just felt compelled to go tonight. 

So I hopped into my small car and drove to the club, neon lights accommodating the brick building. Once I parked my car and exited I could easily hear the whistles from the people inside along with the booze. I pushed back one of the wooden doors that led to the inside, and entered the building. As soon as I walked in I was some lights focused on a person dancing on a pole. I didn't look to see who it was, guessing that it was some sort of slutty female. Oh I forgot to mention, I am gay. I have always been attracted to guys, even when I was with my old girlfriend named Marzia. 

I walked up to the bar that was in the back, pushing past some people who were cheering at the person on the pole. Once I was there I set myself down on one of the cushioned bar stools and ordered a light drink. The reason being only that I wasn't planning on getting myself drunk tonight since I am going to drive myself home. But then a question came up,

"Sir?" I tried to get the attention of the bartender, who walked up to me instantly. Mainly because I was the only one at the bar at this time.

"Yes, do you need anything?" He asked. 

"No, I was just wondering whats the big fuss about one of the strippers. I mean, its just another girl, right?" I questioned and he just laughed. 

"You should just look for yourself. After all, he is the most popular and favored stripper here." Obeying his words, I turned around to see who it was. As soon as I did I felt my cheek flush a crimson red. Thank goodness for the neon lights dancing around so it can cover up the blush. The guy up there...was absolutely gorgeous. His body was thin, and long legs wrapped around the steel pole as the stripper spun. His medium length chestnut brown hair waved around as the wind blew past him. Not to mention that he was semi-ripped, which was perfect. The stripper was wearing short, leather, green shorts that had some chains dangling down from them, framing his perfect ass.  

I think I have fallen in love. No wonder why everyone was so excited. Damn, I'd tap that ass. The male strippers eyes were shut tightly as he spun, and I got up to get a closer look at the guy. When I reached the front of everyone else the guy stopped, and opened his eyes. And my god, his eyes were beautiful. A deep shade of blue with silver specks, almost mimicing the night sky. I watched him dance in a trance until he was finished, in which everyone moaned sadly, including myself. 

Apparently he was the last one for the day, and for some reason while I was drinking a bit more at the bar I couldn't get that stripper out of my head. Like I said before, I am not into those types of people. But god damn he was beautiful. A voice of the bartender snapped me out of my thoughts. 

"So you liked him, didn't you." He snickered, and the blush returned to my face. I then asked, 

"What's his name by the way?"

"His name? That guy there's name is Ryan. Pretty popular indeed." 

"What's your name?" I questioned, being the curious person that I am. 

"My name is Russ. My girlfriend also works here as a stripper. Her name is Red." The bartender known as Russ answered. 

"Do you know anyone else here?" 

"Well, my friend Snake owns this place, and my other friend Scott is a stripper as well. But he's not that popular." Wow, this guys got a whole circle here. 

"How can I see Ryan?" I blurted out, not aware of what I was saying until after the words were spoken. 

"Oh, well you can go into the back and try to see if he is free. Most likely he is due to the fact that about half of the people here have left." Russ pointed to a hallway a few yards away from the bar area. I thanked him and gave Russ a tip before going down that hall. 

Down the hall are different door with different names on them. I soon saw the names 'Red' and 'Scott' as I was walking down, both of the dark. But three doors had light illuminating out of them, and I walked over to them until I saw the one named 'Ryan'. As soon as I knocked on the door a hand yanked me in, catching me by surprise. 

The inside of the room was cozy, a love seat in on the back wall and candles lighting up the room along with curtains flowing across the ceiling. White and black roses decorated the corners of the room, and some velvet red stuck out among the neutral colors. 

And their was a the male stripper sitting on the velvet red love seat, right across from me. 

Ryan.