King of the Strippers Ch. 01

"No," I quickly answered. "It's not on my list of things to do."

"That's just what I thought you would say. You don't look like the cock sucking type," she smiled. "But you could be. And you know what?" she said running her finger along my lips, "It's really not bad once you try it."

What!? I raised my eyebrows. It was not what I was expecting her to say, not by a long shot.

"Here's what we are going to do. See that guy sitting over there against the wall?" she said not waiting for an answer. "I'm going to give him a lap dance. Now this lap dance is going to be so fucking hot his cock will be throbbing by the time I'm through. And when I am through I'm going to tell him to go into the bathroom, to the last stall where he will find you. And you are going to suck that throbbing cock of his. Believe me it won't take long to make him cum. If you swallow real fast you will hardly notice. Be sure to get at least a hundred bucks from him."

I was completely dumbfounded. I looked at her and said, "You must have misunderstood. I said I had NO interest in sucking cock."

"Oh everybody says that before they try it," she said. But the look on my face didn't change. She looked around the club once again. "You don't understand. You see that black guy over there by the door?" I looked and saw the bouncer she was pointing to. He was huge even for a bouncer. "The key around my neck doesn't go to your crotch. The real key is in his pocket. And it's going to cost you a grand to get it. Do you have a grand...cash?"

"No, of course not!" I said stunned at the turn of events.

"I didn't think so," she said. "I'm just trying to help you out. We all have to pay."

"But, but..." I said scrambling to find words.

"Look, have another drink," she said signaling the waitress. "I will go over there when the next song starts. You go to the bathroom and wait. It's not so bad...you'll see."

I watched as she rose to her feet and walked away. A drink landed on my table and I gulped it down. I had already had a few, but I was still sober enough to comprehend my situation. And I didn't like it.

The next song seemed to start immediately. I watched as Gina waltzed over to the guy's table. She leaned down to whisper in his ear. I knew what she was saying to him. She had said it to me. And sure enough the guy smiled and reached for his wallet.

I watched as Gina positioned her legs on each side of him and started doing that dance. It was the dance that got this all started. She turned so that she was looking at me while rubbing her ass on his crotch. She gave me a knowing smile, ran her tongue over her lips suggestively and tilted her head towards the bathrooms.

Shit! I grabbed my drink and drained it dry. Then I rose to my feet and walked to the bathroom. I glanced at the guy as I walked by. He had a shit-eating grin on his face watching Gina do her thing. There was no question in my mind that his cock was hard as hell at that very moment.

I walked to the back stall, put the seat down and waited. It was the longest wait of my life. I looked at the scribbles on the wall. 'Joe sucks cock. Suck my cock bitch. For a great fuck call ...'

I heard the door open and looked up. It was the guy. He stood in the doorway checking me out. He didn't know if I was the right guy or not. He had never seen me before.

My eyes zeroed in on his crotch. And just as Gina had said he was horny as hell. I glanced back up to find a smile across his face.

"A hundred bucks," I said flatly. He took a step closer and pulled the door closed behind him.

I reached for his pants and unzipped them. It was like someone else was doing it. I felt disembodied. With amazing dexterity I had his pants and underwear down to his knees. I found myself staring at a hard cock, a hard cock that was not mine. This hard cock was staring back at me, dancing and jerking with excitement.

I took a deep breath and took it in my hand. Feeling it pulse between my fingers brought it home for me. I had another man's cock in my hand and I was getting ready to put it in my mouth!

I could feel my head starting to spin. I was quickly losing my nerve. I opened my mouth before I could think another thought and jammed it full of cock.

I told myself I had to do this. I fought the gag reflex, but was surprised by how warm and soft his flesh was against my tongue. I started bobbing my head back and forth. I was not comforted when the stall filled with his moans.

My only thought was to get this over as quickly as possible. With that in mind I tightened my lips and really went to work. I couldn't believe I was really doing it. Thank god no one knew me at this club.

I freaked out when I felt the guy's hands on the back of my head. I had done the same thing to my girlfriends so many times before. He held me tight and started thrusting that cock into my mouth fucking it. He was fucking my mouth!

In a way it was easier. All I had to do was sit there and let him. I felt his balls banging against my chin over and over waiting for the inevitable outcome. Gina was right about one thing. He didn't last long at all. I heard his grunts growing deeper and knew that he was almost there.

His hands tightened on my head and he grunted. His cock was buried so deep in my mouth the first spurt went straight down. I could feel his legs shake followed by another spurt. His hands had my head locked in. His cock jumped several more times. Each time I could feel his balls jerk against my chin. Finally his hands relented and I knew it was over. He had emptied his balls into me.

He pulled his drained cock from my lips. I looked at it hanging there right in front of me. There were a few drops of cum leaking from the tip. There was no way around the fact that I had just sucked that cock.

He reached for his underwear and pants and pulled them up.

"That's a hundred bucks," I said quickly. He reached into his wallet and pulled out five twenty's. He stuffed them into my shirt pocket and left. My head was swimming. I had that guy's seed in my stomach.

All I knew was that I needed a drink bad. I pulled myself together and walked back out to our table.

Gina watched me carefully as I walked to the table. She had fresh drinks waiting for us.
Her eyes searched mine as I sat down. She took my head in her hands, turned me towards her and laid a hot passionate kiss on me. Her tongue pushed past my lips, danced with mine briefly before breaking the kiss.

I knew she could taste the guy in my mouth. "See? Not so bad," she smiled retrieving the twenty's from my pocket. "Sucking cock is easy."

I guess to her it was all in a night's work. For me, I had just lost a part of my soul that I would never get back. I reached for my drink and drained it trying to get that taste out of my mouth.

I looked around the place, but all I could think about was that I was now officially a cocksucker. Not only did I suck cock, I swallowed too. I had girlfriends that wouldn't go that far.

It seemed to me that everyone was looking at me differently. Somehow they knew what I had just done. But then I realized it was just in my head.

Gina pointed to another guy and smiled. I watched those hips of hers sway back and forth as she walked over to him. She bent down and whispered in his ear. Of course he smiled and reached for his wallet.

Who wouldn't? She was gorgeous. And sexy. I sat there and watched as she began her routine. The guy was smiling from ear to ear as she rubbed her breasts across his face. Of course his cock was hard. And soon it would be in my mouth. And it wouldn't be the last either. I just couldn't think about it.

She turned around and pushed that perfect ass of hers against the guy and worked it down the guy's torso. She turned to me and gave me that look. That look said it all. Go wait in the bathroom while I get this guy's dick nice and hard so you can suck it.

I waited patiently trying not to think about what I was getting ready to do, what I had just done. I started thinking about other ways I might escape the club. I would worry about the device later.

My thoughts were interrupted when the door to the stall opened. I looked up at a guy in his thirties. Now he looked as straight as me. I'm sure when he decided to go to the club that evening he had no intention of paying another guy for a blowjob. And yet there he was with a sizable bulge in his pants.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the money. He held it up in front of us waiting for me to accept. I had no choice. I gave him a reassuring look, stuffed the money in my pocket and pulled him closer to me.

I unzipped his slacks and pulled them down revealing the spandex thong he was wearing. This guy was a real player I thought as I exposed his erection. I took his cock between my lips and went down as far as I could go.

I was half expecting a moan or something, but got nothing. He was completely detached. He just stood there expecting me to do all the work. I sucked on his cock for a few minutes and realized he was not nearly as horny as the guy before him. I really needed to step it up if this guy was going to cum anytime soon.

I forced myself to grab his balls and started playing with them hoping to speed things along. Then I decided to pull his cock free and lick the shaft. That always made me hot. But after licking every square inch of his cock he didn't seem to be any more impressed than he was before and certainly no closer to blowing his load.

Fuck! What the hell was I supposed to do? I realized there was more to sucking cock than I thought. I had to do something.

So I leaned in and traced around the head with my tongue finally eliciting the moan I had been looking for. Finally I thought. Now I knew what to do.

I moved my hand from his balls to his shaft and started pumping his cock while tracing my tongue around the head and up his slit. I could hear his breathing change and knew I had him.

I sped everything up and felt his cock jerk in my hand followed by a splash of cum going across my face. I waited patiently for the next one stroking him as hard as I could. His second, and last, squirt barely made it to my face. He wasn't much of a player after all. I reached for some toilet paper and wiped the remaining drops from his cock and then from my face. He pulled his spandex thong back in place and left.

As I walked back to our table I noticed Gina dancing on one of the other stages. One of the other girls came by and started giving me a lap dance. It was just what I needed to reinforce my manhood. About halfway through the dance she slipped her finger past my lips working it like a cock.

Who the fuck did she think she was? I didn't even know her name. I looked up and saw her staring at a guy two tables down. He was watching that finger with extreme interest.

I was surprised to find he had shaved his entire crotch. There was not a hair to be found. I thought it looked nice. His cock was bigger than the others, thicker too. I couldn't believe how much cum this guy had. He had to have squirted at least eight or nine times.

I gave Gina the money I made and she put it in her purse. There were two other girls stringing guys for me. I knew Lisa, but not the other one. I was drinking free at that point and getting lap dances too.

Sucking cock wasn't my favorite thing to do, but I had to admit my resistance was certainly not what it was. I realized that cocks came in all shapes and sizes. The more I did it, the better I got. The better I got, the easier it was to do.

I was able to push it to a certain place in my head and leave it there. The guy always thought he was in control, but I knew better. I learned to quickly determine what the guy liked and then overload him with it. The quicker they got off, the better it was for me.

Finally I hit the magic number, ten cocks. I relaxed for the first time that evening. Now I had enough money to get that thing off my dick and get the hell out of there. I would fuck Gina and never be seen in that club again.

Closing time finally arrived and everyone left. I remained at my table while the girls went to change into their street clothes. The bouncer was still standing by the door. He looked like he would be right at home on any defensive line in the NFL.

Gina came out with Lisa. They were laughing and kidding around with each other. Clearly they were friends. Seeing her dressed in street clothes was almost better than seeing her dressed in her costume. She was wearing a pair of skin tight leather pants with a silk top. Lisa was wearing a pair of designer jeans.

They made their way to my table. Lisa came up behind Gina, rested her head on Gina's shoulder. They both stared at me with this smoldering, sensuous look. Lisa slipped her hand underneath Gina's arm cupping her breast from behind. I immediately felt the tug in my crotch. I watched as Lisa ran her finger over Gina's nipple toying with it. It was already hard and poking through her silk top.

"Are you ready Handsome?"

My heart swooned. Finally the part I was looking forward to. I rose to my feet and slipped my arm inside hers and walked to the door. We stopped when we got to the bouncer and she pulled her arm free to open her purse.

"Hey Chopper," she said with a smile pulling out a wad of cash. She handed it to him and said, "He's five hundred short."

What!? I felt his huge hand land squarely on my shoulder. His grip squeezed me and I froze.

Gina kept walking with her girlfriend, "See your later Handsome."

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