Stop before you go any further and find your favorite song to dance to and play it while you read this chapter!
Jerry returned home and looked through all of his costumes for work. Only one caught his eye. Trying it on and eyeing himself in the vanity mirror he became unusually self conscious. His thighs were too fat, his skin was too white, he face was too ugly, and his body was too imperfect. Slowly he entered the bathroom and picked out a clean and sharp razor and held it to his arm not yet letting it travel across his pale skin.
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Johnathan waited impatiently for Jerry to arrive. He waited and waited. Watching the door. His face immediately lit up when he saw Jerry in his trench coat.
Jerry seemed to notice him and walked up to him hurriedly. "When do I go on?" Was all he said. Nothing but work. From two people to business. Just business.
"In 5 minutes," Jerry said a quick thank you and left .
Five minutes had gone by slowly for Johnathan but it was all worth it. He watched as Jerry strode out on stage a smile plastered on his face but his trench coat still on. When the music began he removed his trench coat to reveal an extremely light pink top that only covered part of his shoulders and ran see through at his midsection. Showing off his abs, which seemed to glisten. His shorts were extremely tight and, well short. Johnathan felt himself get quite "excited" while a slight pink tint dusted his face.
The music began and Jerry's body seemed to move with the beat while he showed his body off. Grinding against the pole and teasing the audience as much as he could. Jerry jumped off stage at one point and gave a random stranger a lap dance. Which might Johnathan add was extremely sexy. Once the song neared it's end he ripped of his shirt to free his abs. This did it for Johnathan. He couldn't take it. He became extremely flustered. Jerry strutting away from his ,whistling and adoring, fans swayed his hips; this way of walking caused his ass jiggle. This act earned immense cheering and cat calls from his audience.
"Damn," Johnathan whispered to himself after seeing Jerry hold nothing back. He wasn't acting or dancing like he did before at the trial. Now he was confident and extremely sexy.
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Jerry's POV
Many people stared as I dance and that was well to be expected. I decided it was too hot in the room to put the trench coat on so I left it behind. I walked out from the back room and searched for Johnathan. I found the back of his head and rushed over as quickly as I could. "Hey kiddo," I said enthusiastically.
"J-Jerry, wow um.." the older male seemed flustered and wouldn't turn around to look at him.
"How did I do?" I asked hoping for a truthful answer.
"The was um.. wow...," was all Johnathan could choke out.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned him. Yes his words quite offended me. 'Wow' who the fluff says that? Like is he worried he'll hurt my 'fwelings' while I was too busy ranting in my head Johnathan turned in his bar stool and there it stood. The "master" was extremely friendly. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the back room.
"Do you want help with that?" I asked. Slightly hoping he would say yes.
"My friend would say yes but I am your boss so I am forcibly saying no," his voice conceived in regret and the longing for my assistance. I smirked and started to find ways to subtly display my body. I slowly walked closer to him and traced circles up and down his stomach.
"Anything you say boss," all he did was look down and move towards my touch his breath hitched when I lowered my circles to his waist.
"Well I guess since I cannot help I better be on my way,"I removed my hands from him, he wimpered at the loss of contact between us. I walked away swaying my hips.
"Wait Jerry-"
"Sorry too late," I said snickering at my own actions. This was going to be fun.
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Where the Moon Meets the Water
RomanceJoin Jerry on his quest to find himself and pull himself out of the suffocating pool of depression he had fallen into. (So basically a lot of smut and drama! Everyone loves smut and drama right /)(*^*)/) should I change the name of the story?