Don't Know Why

Nick slicked back his platinum blond hair and put on his usual tank top and spankies. He did a small twirl in the mirror making sure nothing was exposed yet. Although it all would be soon enough.
"Nick, someone wants a personal dance." His boss called.
Nick raised a brow.
"Some guy says its his friends birthday and your his favorite dancer."
A smug smirk spread across Nick's face.
"Where is he?" He said, pulling back the curtain of his dressing room to peek out into the club.
"At your usual table."
Nick's eyes met a pair of blue ones. A large, very muscular man sat at a table, beer resting loosely in his hand. The pole at the table was empty, just waiting for him.

Jake was turned twenty eight today and it was Randy's idea to take him out and get him a dance. Randy was paying so he figured why not even though that was not his thing. As much of a turn on as it was watching these sexy men grind against a pole, he was wanting a relationship, he was lonely but he didn't go out trying to find one. No, he figured it would just happen. But it was okay to indulge a little once in a while and Randy was buying him a personal dance from his favorite

"Get your ass out there." His boss slapped Nick's ass and nudged him towards the curtain.
"I'm goin." Nick said defensively, making his way towards the blond man awaiting him.

Jake watched as Dolph aproached, not liking the way his boss smacked his ass. It was disrespectful and it pissed him off but Randy nuged him and told him to let it go. Randy knew him to well.

Nick put on his sexiest expression as he climbed on the table and wrapped his limbs around the pole, sliding down.
"So your the birthday boy?"

Jake grinned one of his dazzling smiles. “Yeth, I am the birthday boy.” His eyes looked Dolph up and down hungrily.

"Like what ya see don't ya?" Nick smirked, placing a hand on the man's shoulder.

"Yeth, I do like what I thee.” Jake smiled sheepishly, a blush climbing up his neck at the touch.

"That's a very sexy lisp ya got there." Nick grinned, backing back towards the pole, remembering he wasnt supposed to talk much with customers.

“Really? I don’t like it, I thound like an idiot.” He blushed harder as he watched Dolph. He actually had developed a small crush on the man since his fist time here. He liked talking to the man.

"Nah." Nick smirked. "Now... you want me on the pole or when you requested a dance did ya mean a lap dance?" He arched an eyebrow.

Jake blushed darker and cursed himself. He really didn’t know, but he liked Dolph so he would let him give him a lap dance. “Ummm a lap dance pleathe..”

"Sure thing darlin'." Dolph winked and climbed down from his perch on the table.

Jake gulped and slid his chair back. He sat there and watched Dolph, he was unusually nervous.

Dolph chuckled. Sure he loved the horny men who would grab at him and grind back when he danced but he just adored customers like this. The nervous awkward ones who didnt really know what to do. He went to work, stradling Jake.

Jake almost choked on his own spit as he tried to swallow. The feeling of this man in his lap was just….He couldn’t explain it.

Dolph continued doing his job. Grinding, rubbing, touching, dry humping. His boss had told him that if the customer did not have a boner by the time he was finished he had failed.

Jake was a hard man to please. Dolph had a magic effect on him though, so he was already semi hard. “Your good at thith…”

"Am I?" Dolph whispered in Jake's ear, grabbing his member through his jeans.

Jake gave a small whimper at the touch, he wanted more and this felt good. But he was a loving man, sweet and anyone who has been with him could tell you that. He was turned on b this but he liked to pleasure whoever he was with and he didn't think he was allow to touch.

"Y'know an extra fifty and I'm yours for the night." Dolph whispered. He was told to offer this to every man he danced for but he only did to certain ones. If a man creeped him out he certainly wasnt going home with him.

Jake thought it over. “Yeth, I can thwing that….” He could swing more and he would. Dolph was worth more than 50 dollars.

Dolph smiled and danced for a few more minutes before extending his palm gesturing for money.

Jake reached into his pocket and pulled out two hundred dollar bills. He handed then to Dolph with a small, sweet smile.

Dolph raised an eyebrow.
"Only fifty." He smiled.