Confessions of a Stripperboy

[Leatherzz]

OK So this is part one of a story series I wrote for a site called "Male Junction" around 15 years ago, as far as I know the site no longer exists. I went off the scene for quite a while and it seemed to have gone off the radar. It was basically a site run by real guys for real guys. No body standards or judging just guys or all shapes, sizes and age . Part fantasy, part experience, the stories were well received and read at the time. So I thought I would re-share on here . Next parts will follow in this thread . Thanks , P


CONFESSIONS OF A STRIPPERBOY.

1. Streaker.​

It started with a streak! An unplanned one but a streak nonetheless. I’d just turned sixteen with hormones as rampant as any chap of my age, I was happy walking through the park on that hot summers day, a rare good summer at the end of the 1990’s. A new century on the way and eager to start my adult life. I felt good, young and fit, keen swimmer and footballer without an ounce of fat on me. My mother said I was vain because I looked after my fingernails and didn’t need telling when to have a bath! I’d just been to see my girlfriend of the time, she was the first person I’d had sex with. I knew I was a bit different at fourteen years old when I started to masturbate regularly, I thought about men as well as women when I did it. At first I felt ashamed that my best and most explosive wanks always came when I thought about men, older men and tough men in tight leather clothes. I learned to accept my bisexuality, actually appreciate it and eventually think myself lucky to be a bi boy. I got a buzz when I was with Julie, the girlfriend imagining leather clad guys watching us fuck, urging us on then coming to join us and doing us both, Julie never knew what really made me cumm with her!

No, I didn’t plan my first streak or even do it voluntarily, I got stripped by a gang of bullies in the local park, they were a horrible lot that everyone tried to avoid if they could. They were a big, mixed gang, usually there were five guys and three girls and they picked on people on their own. They got their comeuppance in later years as the people they picked on got older ,bigger and got gangs of their own together but at that time they ruled the roost.

Amongst other things, they had a reputation for debagging lads, throwing their trouser into the pond then throwing stones at their victim as he waded in to get his pants back. They went a bit further with me, they made me run around the park stark naked!

I was thinking about Julie, I liked her a lot, we didn’t go all the way that day but had been having a lot of fun doing everything else. It was such a nice day that I took the long way home through the park. It turned out to be a life changing decision. As I got past the duck pond and was walking down a path between some large rhododendrons I heard a voice behind me.

“Oi, where do yer think you’re fucking goin’?”

Before I could answer there was an arm around my neck and they all came out of the bushes, they made it so that I couldn’t move my arms, I started to kick out but they got my legs and started to take my jeans off.

I was in a panic, thinking. “Oh Shit, I’m in the pond to get them back” and nearly died when I heard one of the gang girls shouting.

“Strip him, fuckin’ take everythin‘ off him“

They pulled my trainers and socks off, my Led Zeppelin T shirt was pulled over my head and virtually ripped off me, they let go of me and all stood round, with me in the middle in just my underpants. I felt like crying, or screaming but there was no way I was letting these bastards know how scared I was. The girl who shouted stood in front of me, started clapping her hands and chanting in my face

“OFF, OFF, OFF!“

I was terrified, and just stood there, she was a big girl and taller than me, she looked down then put her face to mine, her breath stunk of cider and fags. She gave me a peck kiss on the lips, laughed then said

“Take ‘em off lovely, and give ‘em to me, or these lads are gonna kick your head in good and proper and then run off with your clothes”

So I took my underpants down and gave them to her, she started clapping and chanting again, only this time the whole lot of them joined in.

“STREAKER! STREAKER! STREAKER!”

As I’d just been having some fun at Julies house my dick was well awake and was semi, the big girl at least approved, she gave it a little slap and laughed, then turned to her mates.

“Well at least this ones got a proper knob, remember that last one whose pants we took off? Him with the walnut whip dick? Picked the right one to be our streaker didn’t I?”

She looked me up and down again, I put my hands over myself but two of the lads took an arm each and pulled them away, she noticed my lack of pubic hair, the lack of any visible body hair.

“Ooooh look! A shaver! Fucking nice, yer know I might even let yer fuck me later on”

I’d never had much body hair anyway, but I’d seen that in most porn magazines that the stars had all started going smooth, I loved the look so I went body bald more or less from the time that it had started growing using my Mothers lady shaver.

They laughed with her, she was definitely the boss amongst the rabble. I felt strange in that I wasn’t as frightened anymore, it seemed that now they had me naked the threat of violence seemed to have gone, she turned back to me..

“Well, what are you waitin’ for, eh?”

“What do you mean?”

I said back, I knew exactly what she meant but thought if maybe I acted dumb I might get away with just being stripped, her voice had the old threatening tone again and the sneers had returned to the faces of the gang.

“All around the park, then you get your clobber back. And, no covering that cock, I want yer flashin‘ it to everyone”

I emerged from the bushes, totally naked with the whole park in front of me, the gang where behind me and they settled down on the grass with my clothes to watch me do my first streak!

The boss girl told me the route to take, if I didn’t follow it, I wasn’t getting my clothes back. A lap around the duck pond then all the way up the long pathway with lawns either side to the bandstand, up the steps to the bandstand itself and around it, back down the steps and through the tennis courts, then following the paths in between the flower beds and around the café before doing the return journey, “Just so that everyone gets a proper good look at you”, She said.

As it was such a lovely day the place was really busy I was scared but grew in confidence as I ran past the first people to see me and got a wolf whistle from woman. I made to put my hands down as I approached the first people to see me full frontal naked, a group of couples seemingly out for a walk in the sunshine, the guys were smiling and one of the girls said loudly

“Don’t cover it up love. Let it swing” They started laughing as I passed them.

A group of lads playing football on the lawns started to cheer, their girls who had been lounging on the grass behind the goals stood up to see, shouting out “Whoooooh Hoooooh!”

It was absolutely exhilarating, as my confidence grew so did my cock, it had hardened and was bouncing as I ran up the steps to run around the bandstand. With all the commotion from the footballers and their girlfriends it seemed everyone in the park was now looking to see what the fuss was about, all eyes were on me and I loved it, a potentially traumatic experience was turning into the best feeling I’d ever had.

I ran back down the bandstand steps and headed for the tennis courts, I’d been told to run around the three courts on the outside around the mesh fencing but I was enjoying this too much. I opened the gate onto one of the courts where a mixed doubles match was taking place, two thirty something couples stopped their game to watch as I ran naked across their court and jumped over the net, as I got back to the gate I said to them

“Sorry to disturb your game”

“No problem mate, you’ve made my wife’s day. The game was crap anyway!” Said the male half.

“Anytime honey, nice arse by the way” Said the female, laughing before shouting “Go for it Honey!”

I only got one really bad reaction when it went all Benny Hill at one stage, a bloke came running out of the café to chase me.

“Fucking pervert!” He growled as he came out.

The only thing I could think to do was carry on running, I turned back and said to him.

“Sorry, its not my fault”

What I meant by that I’m not sure, but it was all I could think of at the time! He was out of shape and fell over running after me over the large lawns, the people there laughed at him and seemed to be cheering for me as they watched the comical middle aged fat man versus young naked chap chase!

It was over ten minutes or so since starting off before the park keeper came, after apparently being told by an old couple that there was a young lad running around with not a stitch on. He shouted for me to get into the Land Rover and he eventually got my clothes back from the gang after I explained to him what had been going on. The park keeper turned out to be the life changer, what happened next was something that I thought only happened in porn films. He drove to his hut type office where I got my clothes back, but only after he’d had a good feel up of me. It excited me that this middle aged guy was so turned on by me and I got fully hard. My body was still sweating from the running and his hands were dirty from working, as he put his hands over my chest then ran them down my back and arse I was smeared with the mixture.

“Oh my God, I need to cumm” I whispered to him.

“Go ahead, sweet, go ahead, let me watch you”

It only took a couple of minutes, it was the most explosive wank I’d ever had, my legs buckled and I leaned back on a chair to shoot, the cumm flooding out onto my stomach. He rubbed it into my skin.

“Fucking lovely, absolutely lovely” He said as he then took his cock out of his work overalls.

He took even less time than me to cumm as he wanked off over me, spilling onto my body and repeating the rubbing into my stomach and chest.

“Fuck, such a smooth, lovely lad, where the hell did you come from?”

“Oh my fucking God!” was the only reply I could muster, my voice still no more than a whisper.

He showed me to a small washroom at the back of the hut so I could clean myself up and get dressed, he made me a cup of tea and offered to give me a lift home which I accepted. As he drove he started to chat.

“You know, if I had a body like yours lad, I think I’d run around in the nude as well. You really enjoyed it didn’t you?” he was smiling as he said it.

“Well, yeah I did, I was fucking scared at first but yeah, it was pretty great, and, in the hut, wow! I‘ve never done that before. Y’know? With a man there”

“And did you like doing it? With a man there?”

“It was the best wank I’ve ever had”

I really wanted him to take me back, let me do it again, but I let things lie at telling him how much I enjoyed everything.

As he stopped at the end of my street to let me out he got a card out of his pocket and gave it to me.

“Here, take this, its got my home number. I know a lot of people who would just love to see what I saw today. If you don’t ring no problem, but I think you’d have a hell of a lot of fun if you do”

Before we parted he put out his hand to shake.

“I’m Eddie by the way”

“Pauly, pleased to meet you Eddie” I replied with the handshake.

“Not half as pleased as I am to meet you Pauly. That was fate today, think about what I said, ring me, I mean it, you won‘t regret it”

I thought about nothing else for the rest of that day and the next. Who were these friends he mentioned? What sort of fun did he mean? I wanked myself silly thinking about it all. The following evening I rang the number on the card. My new “other” life adventure as a a stripper boy was about to begin.

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[Shakenitjay]

Great story!

 

[Shakenitjay]

Bery well written!

 

[Leatherzz]

Great story!

There is more to come from this , glad you are enjoying

 

[laptoper]

Nice! looking forward to more.

 

[Leatherzz]

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OK So this is part one of a story series I wrote for a site called "Male Junction" around 15 years ago, as far as I know the site no longer exists. I went off the scene for quite a while and it seemed to have gone off the radar. It was basically a site run by real guys for real guys. No body standards or judging just guys or all shapes, sizes and age . Part fantasy, part experience, the stories were well received and read at the time. So I thought I would re-share on here . Next parts will follow in this thread . Thanks , P


CONFESSIONS OF A STRIPPERBOY.

1. Streaker.​

It started with a streak! An unplanned one but a streak nonetheless. I’d just turned sixteen with hormones as rampant as any chap of my age, I was happy walking through the park on that hot summers day, a rare good summer at the end of the 1990’s. A new century on the way and eager to start my adult life. I felt good, young and fit, keen swimmer and footballer without an ounce of fat on me. My mother said I was vain because I looked after my fingernails and didn’t need telling when to have a bath! I’d just been to see my girlfriend of the time, she was the first person I’d had sex with. I knew I was a bit different at fourteen years old when I started to masturbate regularly, I thought about men as well as women when I did it. At first I felt ashamed that my best and most explosive wanks always came when I thought about men, older men and tough men in tight leather clothes. I learned to accept my bisexuality, actually appreciate it and eventually think myself lucky to be a bi boy. I got a buzz when I was with Julie, the girlfriend imagining leather clad guys watching us fuck, urging us on then coming to join us and doing us both, Julie never knew what really made me cumm with her!

No, I didn’t plan my first streak or even do it voluntarily, I got stripped by a gang of bullies in the local park, they were a horrible lot that everyone tried to avoid if they could. They were a big, mixed gang, usually there were five guys and three girls and they picked on people on their own. They got their comeuppance in later years as the people they picked on got older ,bigger and got gangs of their own together but at that time they ruled the roost.

Amongst other things, they had a reputation for debagging lads, throwing their trouser into the pond then throwing stones at their victim as he waded in to get his pants back. They went a bit further with me, they made me run around the park stark naked!

I was thinking about Julie, I liked her a lot, we didn’t go all the way that day but had been having a lot of fun doing everything else. It was such a nice day that I took the long way home through the park. It turned out to be a life changing decision. As I got past the duck pond and was walking down a path between some large rhododendrons I heard a voice behind me.

“Oi, where do yer think you’re fucking goin’?”

Before I could answer there was an arm around my neck and they all came out of the bushes, they made it so that I couldn’t move my arms, I started to kick out but they got my legs and started to take my jeans off.

I was in a panic, thinking. “Oh Shit, I’m in the pond to get them back” and nearly died when I heard one of the gang girls shouting.

“Strip him, fuckin’ take everythin‘ off him“

They pulled my trainers and socks off, my Led Zeppelin T shirt was pulled over my head and virtually ripped off me, they let go of me and all stood round, with me in the middle in just my underpants. I felt like crying, or screaming but there was no way I was letting these bastards know how scared I was. The girl who shouted stood in front of me, started clapping her hands and chanting in my face

“OFF, OFF, OFF!“

I was terrified, and just stood there, she was a big girl and taller than me, she looked down then put her face to mine, her breath stunk of cider and fags. She gave me a peck kiss on the lips, laughed then said

“Take ‘em off lovely, and give ‘em to me, or these lads are gonna kick your head in good and proper and then run off with your clothes”

So I took my underpants down and gave them to her, she started clapping and chanting again, only this time the whole lot of them joined in.

“STREAKER! STREAKER! STREAKER!”

As I’d just been having some fun at Julies house my dick was well awake and was semi, the big girl at least approved, she gave it a little slap and laughed, then turned to her mates.

“Well at least this ones got a proper knob, remember that last one whose pants we took off? Him with the walnut whip dick? Picked the right one to be our streaker didn’t I?”

She looked me up and down again, I put my hands over myself but two of the lads took an arm each and pulled them away, she noticed my lack of pubic hair, the lack of any visible body hair.

“Ooooh look! A shaver! Fucking nice, yer know I might even let yer fuck me later on”

I’d never had much body hair anyway, but I’d seen that in most porn magazines that the stars had all started going smooth, I loved the look so I went body bald more or less from the time that it had started growing using my Mothers lady shaver.

They laughed with her, she was definitely the boss amongst the rabble. I felt strange in that I wasn’t as frightened anymore, it seemed that now they had me naked the threat of violence seemed to have gone, she turned back to me..

“Well, what are you waitin’ for, eh?”

“What do you mean?”

I said back, I knew exactly what she meant but thought if maybe I acted dumb I might get away with just being stripped, her voice had the old threatening tone again and the sneers had returned to the faces of the gang.

“All around the park, then you get your clobber back. And, no covering that cock, I want yer flashin‘ it to everyone”

I emerged from the bushes, totally naked with the whole park in front of me, the gang where behind me and they settled down on the grass with my clothes to watch me do my first streak!

The boss girl told me the route to take, if I didn’t follow it, I wasn’t getting my clothes back. A lap around the duck pond then all the way up the long pathway with lawns either side to the bandstand, up the steps to the bandstand itself and around it, back down the steps and through the tennis courts, then following the paths in between the flower beds and around the café before doing the return journey, “Just so that everyone gets a proper good look at you”, She said.

As it was such a lovely day the place was really busy I was scared but grew in confidence as I ran past the first people to see me and got a wolf whistle from woman. I made to put my hands down as I approached the first people to see me full frontal naked, a group of couples seemingly out for a walk in the sunshine, the guys were smiling and one of the girls said loudly

“Don’t cover it up love. Let it swing” They started laughing as I passed them.

A group of lads playing football on the lawns started to cheer, their girls who had been lounging on the grass behind the goals stood up to see, shouting out “Whoooooh Hoooooh!”

It was absolutely exhilarating, as my confidence grew so did my cock, it had hardened and was bouncing as I ran up the steps to run around the bandstand. With all the commotion from the footballers and their girlfriends it seemed everyone in the park was now looking to see what the fuss was about, all eyes were on me and I loved it, a potentially traumatic experience was turning into the best feeling I’d ever had.

I ran back down the bandstand steps and headed for the tennis courts, I’d been told to run around the three courts on the outside around the mesh fencing but I was enjoying this too much. I opened the gate onto one of the courts where a mixed doubles match was taking place, two thirty something couples stopped their game to watch as I ran naked across their court and jumped over the net, as I got back to the gate I said to them

“Sorry to disturb your game”

“No problem mate, you’ve made my wife’s day. The game was crap anyway!” Said the male half.

“Anytime honey, nice arse by the way” Said the female, laughing before shouting “Go for it Honey!”

I only got one really bad reaction when it went all Benny Hill at one stage, a bloke came running out of the café to chase me.

“Fucking pervert!” He growled as he came out.

The only thing I could think to do was carry on running, I turned back and said to him.

“Sorry, its not my fault”

What I meant by that I’m not sure, but it was all I could think of at the time! He was out of shape and fell over running after me over the large lawns, the people there laughed at him and seemed to be cheering for me as they watched the comical middle aged fat man versus young naked chap chase!

It was over ten minutes or so since starting off before the park keeper came, after apparently being told by an old couple that there was a young lad running around with not a stitch on. He shouted for me to get into the Land Rover and he eventually got my clothes back from the gang after I explained to him what had been going on. The park keeper turned out to be the life changer, what happened next was something that I thought only happened in porn films. He drove to his hut type office where I got my clothes back, but only after he’d had a good feel up of me. It excited me that this middle aged guy was so turned on by me and I got fully hard. My body was still sweating from the running and his hands were dirty from working, as he put his hands over my chest then ran them down my back and arse I was smeared with the mixture.

“Oh my God, I need to cumm” I whispered to him.

“Go ahead, sweet, go ahead, let me watch you”

It only took a couple of minutes, it was the most explosive wank I’d ever had, my legs buckled and I leaned back on a chair to shoot, the cumm flooding out onto my stomach. He rubbed it into my skin.

“Fucking lovely, absolutely lovely” He said as he then took his cock out of his work overalls.

He took even less time than me to cumm as he wanked off over me, spilling onto my body and repeating the rubbing into my stomach and chest.

“Fuck, such a smooth, lovely lad, where the hell did you come from?”

“Oh my fucking God!” was the only reply I could muster, my voice still no more than a whisper.

He showed me to a small washroom at the back of the hut so I could clean myself up and get dressed, he made me a cup of tea and offered to give me a lift home which I accepted. As he drove he started to chat.

“You know, if I had a body like yours lad, I think I’d run around in the nude as well. You really enjoyed it didn’t you?” he was smiling as he said it.

“Well, yeah I did, I was fucking scared at first but yeah, it was pretty great, and, in the hut, wow! I‘ve never done that before. Y’know? With a man there”

“And did you like doing it? With a man there?”

“It was the best wank I’ve ever had”

I really wanted him to take me back, let me do it again, but I let things lie at telling him how much I enjoyed everything.

As he stopped at the end of my street to let me out he got a card out of his pocket and gave it to me.

“Here, take this, its got my home number. I know a lot of people who would just love to see what I saw today. If you don’t ring no problem, but I think you’d have a hell of a lot of fun if you do”

Before we parted he put out his hand to shake.

“I’m Eddie by the way”

“Pauly, pleased to meet you Eddie” I replied with the handshake.

“Not half as pleased as I am to meet you Pauly. That was fate today, think about what I said, ring me, I mean it, you won‘t regret it”

I thought about nothing else for the rest of that day and the next. Who were these friends he mentioned? What sort of fun did he mean? I wanked myself silly thinking about it all. The following evening I rang the number on the card. My new “other” life adventure as a a stripper boy was about to begin.

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Nice! looking forward to more.

Glad you are enjoying, I will uploading further chapters however I am limited to 2,000 words per post so I will need to split the chapters , thanks

 

[Leatherzz]

2ND CHAPTER SPLIT INTO 3 FOLLOWING SECTIONS .

Confessions of a Stripper boy.

2. Introductions… Eddie, Jim and The George and Dragon I​

It hadn’t taken long to make my mind up, I was definitely going to ring the number, I had to, I’d felt amazing and sort of guilty at the same time when I did what I did in the works hut. It was in the days before we have the instant communications that we take for granted today, I tried the number that Eddie have given me on three different occasions before I finally caught him in. I used the telephone box at the end of the road we lived in, I wasn’t taking any chances on my parents or sisters ear wigging in on me with this.

Eddie was pleased to hear from me, it was a quick call, he said he was in a rush but that he would pick me up at ten that night, if that was OK with me. It was, no problem, I was fascinated and intrigued by what he’d said about the people hew knew and how they would like me, so we arranged that I would wait at the telephone box that I was using.

The last time I’d seen him he was in a Land Rover wearing working overalls so it came a surprise when the blue Triumph Spitfire car pulled up in front of me at ten that night and Eddie got out wearing a smart black jumper and trousers combination.

“You getting in or what?” He said smiling, he’d anticipated my reaction at seeing the casual, out of working hours version of him. He actually looked ten years younger, his dark short hair was neater, he was still older than my father but was a huge difference from our last meeting.

“Won’t be long, we’re going to this pub I know. Someone I want you to meet”

“I’m not old enough to go in pubs yet, will it be OK?” I said to him, a little more innocently than I meant it to sound.

“Well, the fella I’m taking you to meet is the landlord, so I don’t think it’ll be a problem” He laughed and looked at me. “You look eighteen anyway, and surely you aren’t trying to tell me you haven’t had a drink in a pub before. Or have young lads changed out of recognition since I was one?”

He was right of course, I’d done the teenage being drunk stuff and been in a couple of places before. He told me we were heading for the George and Dragon on the outskirts of town then started telling me a little about himself. His job at the park was only part time, he used to be the head keeper in charge of a team of five men. His wife had died in a road accident two years previously and the various insurances and a passed on inheritance meant that he didn’t really need to work at all. They didn’t have children and he had more than enough money now to see him live well enough, but he liked the job, and didn’t want to turn idle. So they’d offered him a part time post to patrol the park for two days a week for as long as he wanted it. He laughed loudly before saying.

“And, luckily you just happened to be running around the place bollock naked on one of my working days, I call that fate, what do you reckon?”

Eddie laughed a lot, I liked that, he had a kind face that always seemed to be smiling, which sort of made you smile with him, I’d had been a little puzzled by one thing though.

“Wife?, Eddie, you said you were married. But I thought….” I couldn’t really think what to say next so Eddie took over for me.

“Pauly, Once you get on the scene you’ll find out, quite a lot of the fellas are married, either because they swing both ways or some are in marriages of convenience for appearances…”

“What about you?” I interrupted him, he was turning left to drive onto the empty pub car park.

“Me? I used to swing both ways, but I only go one way now, the gay way. And I promise you Pauly, you will love the world I’m going to introduce you to”

Eddie put his hand on my thigh as he stopped the car and rubbed it up from my knee. It was a nice night so I’d just put a polo shirt and jeans on, I had made a conscious decision to wear my tightest fitting pair that showed off my arse. He moved his hand further over to my crotch and squeezed a little.

“Nice, Pauly, I really do think you’ll like what I’m going to show you tonight. You excited?”

“Yeah, I’m excited, I think” I said, smiling.

“Good, then let’s go, Jim should be shutting up shop in ten minutes or so”

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[Leatherzz]

2ND CHAPTER SPLIT INTO 3 SECTIONS

2. Introductions… Eddie, Jim and The George and Dragon II​

The big guy behind the bar called time almost as soon as Eddie had ordered the drinks, a lager for himself and a coke with ice for me. We sat in an alcove with a small table out of sight of the bar as the last of the few customers finished their drinks, it was a midweek night and custom seemed very light. Eddie made sure nobody was within earshot and put me in the picture a little. Eddie was one of the main players in a gay sex network which had built up over a number of years. They organized parties and get togethers, they swapped contacts and information in between each other to build that network up, allsorts of people were involved from all walks of life and from all over the country, lads like myself provided the entertainment, they were known as “The Boys”. He said they even had a few nice policemen and a member of the local clergy on board. They used quite a few different venues for the group meet ups in this area and everyone was encouraged to share. Which basically meant that if someone in the network needed a certain kind of entertainment there was always someone to provide it.

“And that, is how I spend my leisure time. Sound like something you could be interested in?” he asked as he sipped at his drink

“WOW!” Was about as much as I could muster.

“I’ll take that as yes then shall I?” Eddie laughed again.

A head appeared around the corner of the alcove where we sat, it was the big guy from behind the bar, he winked as he said

“Be with you in a minute once I‘ve locked up, last two just going now” He looked at me, then to Eddie before saying to him. “This the lad you were telling me about Ed?”

“Yep, Jim meet Pauly, Pauly, this is Jim”

“Nice, very nice” Said Jim before winking again and going to usher the last two customers out and locking the front door.

“OK Boys, Coast is clear”

Jim shouted across the pub to us and Eddie gestured for us to go into the main bar area where we sat at two high stools. The curtains had been closed and the big, empty main room of the pub with the pool table at it’s centre had been cleared of glasses and any sign of the customers who had been there earlier. Jim was behind the bar and pouring Eddie another drink, he took a whisky for himself and asked me if I wanted anything stronger than the coke I’d had before.

“Nah, coke is fine thanks”

I definitely wanted to keep a totally clear head, I was a bit nervous now locked in the pub in the company of a guy I’d met once and another who I’d never seen before in my life. Nervous but excited and even more curious after what Eddie had just told me. Jim was big, tall and wide, he was overweight but not in a scruffy way, his shirt and trousers were well cut, he wore gold jewellery around his neck and a couple of rings. He looked about forty, his mousey was hair cropped, again like with Eddie I used my Dad as a guide at guessing his age, about four years older than him I thought.

Eddie took out a packet of cigarettes and offered them round, Jim refused and took a cigar from behind the bar, I did occasionally smoke at the time but didn’t take one. Jim came from behind the bar and sat with us, he took long drags on the cigar as he spoke.

“So, I take it Eddie has told you a few things about what we do. Well, we use this place at times, after hours for parties, I’ll lock up then about half an hour later people will start to turn up, we usually get going properly about 11.30 and run for as long as people want it to.” He paused and looked at Eddie “But, I reckon the best thing would be to show Pauly here the little video from the last one, what do you reckon?”

“I reckon that’s a very good idea indeed. The stripper one I think” Eddie said, smiling.

Jim went back behind the bar and took out a box of video tapes, he looked at the spines of the video boxes until he got to the one he wanted. The video player was underneath the bar, he slipped the tape in pressed it to play. He gestured for me to look at the television screen that was sat on a stand on the wall above the bar.

“Just watch, and enjoy”



The film had been shot from the very bar we were sitting at, the camera pointing towards the pool table. There were people sat at the bar and a large group of men around the table, music was playing and a young guy was dancing on the pool table. He was wearing nothing but a pair of tight shiny red shorts, there were clothes on the pool table that he had obviously already taken off.

He looked about twenty one years old with a good body, he was plainly enjoying himself on the table with the group of older guys stood around encouraging him. He was rubbing his crotch and making thrusting movements, then he put his thumbs into the waist area of the shorts and ripped them away from his body. The shorts flew in the air and one of the audience members caught them, they all started to clap and shout as he danced naked on the table, his cock bouncing up and down as he danced.

He took a bottle of baby oil from a pocket in the corner of the pool table and poured the oil all over his body then jumped from the table into the middle of the crowd around it. The camera moved in to get closer, pairs of hands rubbed the oil into his body and people started to unzip their trousers or take their clothes off around him. The young guy started to suck one of the cocks put in his direction, then he took one in each hand and started to wank them. There were people now stood around him in various states of undress, some just wanked themselves off over him, others waited for their turn to be sucked. The first of the guys he was sucking shot his load into the strippers face then others soon followed until the film cut.

Eddie laughed beside me when the film stopped so abruptly.

“Fucking new video camera, not quite worked it all out yet, need a bit more practice with it”

I’d forgotten all about Jim as I’d been transfixed watching the video, I turned to take one of Eddies cigarettes out of the packet on the bar and Jim was stood there naked taking a drink of his whisky, he had a hard on. His dick wasn’t really big but it looked nice as he was playing with it with his other hand. He was tanned, fully, he either had a sun bed or sunbathed nude. I wasn’t sure why but it turned me on to see this guy like this, the film had definitely aroused me but even if I hadn’t been watching it I would’ve felt the same seeing him stood behind his bar naked. Jim smiled and said to me.

“Well what do you think?”

For the second time that night, all I could think of to say was simply,

“WOW!”

He came round to our side of the bar and sat beside me, as he started to stroke his cock his voice dropped a little, a softer tone to it as he said to me.

“Well, the pool table is there Pauly, why not have a go yourself?”

“What? Like the guy on the video? I dunno, I can’t dance, what if…” Jim interrupted me, which was just as well because I didn’t really know want to say next!

“Pauly, that lad on the film was a professional stripper, we don’t usually use pro’s like that but it was a birthday treat for one of the network fellas. Don’t worry about trying to be like him, just be yourself”

I felt excited about the fact that Jim thought I could do it, that he wanted me to do it, that he was stroking his cock and making himself horny thinking about me doing it.

“And you want me to let you into a secret? How he ripped those lovely shorts clean off in one go?” He put a hand on my leg as he spoke “If you watch it again you’ll see where he put his thumbs, Well he’d already made a cut in the waist before he came on, so they were ready, one hard yank and they were off, an old trick of the trade.”

This time I’d forgotten about Eddie, he’d nipped to the gents when the film had gone off. It seemed that whilst he’d been in there he’d taken his clothes off , he reappeared like Jim, totally nude, he had his cock in his hand as he walked back to the bar. Eddie had a better body and was bigger in the dick department, the nature of his work meant that he was in pretty good shape, he was light skinned despite the work he did outdoors.

They were both crotch shaved, I laughed to myself at that, Hell, I thought I was being original but it seemed that everyone did it!

I was pretty amazed that I could find two such different older men both desirable at the same time, in the space of a few days I’d gained a whole new outlook on life and on my own sexuality.

“No point you being the only one with clothes on Pauly” Eddie said. “Come on, get ’em off!”

“On there?” I said, glancing at the pool table

“Yeah, why not? Let’s have a look at you”

As I jumped up onto the green clothed table I realised what it was that was different about it to others that I’d seen in pubs, there was no huge light hanging over the top of it, the reason, after seeing the video now seemed pretty obvious.

It wasn’t much of a strip, Id’ already taken my trainers and socks off before I’d got off my stool to head for the pool table. My white polo shirt came over my head and I threw it in Jims direction, he just let it fall where it landed, I stumbled a little as I took off my jeans and underpants in one go and threw them the other way at Eddie. It took no more than a minute before I was naked on the table and trying to dance to the music that Jim had put on the jukebox. It was some sort of dance music, which I wasn’t very keen on, I was into more rocky stuff. The only coordination I seemed to have was when I put my hands behind my head and shook my cock up and down with a pelvic movement but I didn’t care about that, I was loving it!

I jumped down from the table, still trying a poor attempt at dancing in between Jim and Eddie, I now desperately wanted to do what the guy had done in the video and suck their cocks. I got onto my haunches and they moved in, I took Jims first and found that it felt fabulous in my mouth, he seemed to like what I was doing and put his hand behind my head and pushed my mouth further onto his dick. I had Eddies in my hand and was wanking it, the thoughts that were rushing through my head were making my own cock rock hard. I kept saying to myself in my head

“I’m a slut, a real fucking slut” And I knew I was, up until a few days previously I’d only ever fantasised about men, now here I was with two of them on me.

Jim pulled his cock away, his voice had gone to a loud, frantic whispering

“Shit, shit, suck him, I wanna cumm watching you suck him”

He stood away and wanked as I took Eddie in my mouth, it felt different as Eddie was bigger, when he pushed inside my mouth the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat and I thought I was going to be sick, Eddie sensed me gagging and just said

“Don’t worry lovely, your doing fine, just fucking fine”

Jim stepped a little closer and shot his load, giving out a loud satisfied groan as he did so, some of his spunk hit me in the face as I was sucking Eddie. I was now wanking myself as I sucked him, Eddie pulled his cock out of my mouth quickly, saying to me

“Carry on, carry on doing that and keep your fucking mouth open”

Within a couple of minutes he was cumming, it shot straight out and onto my lips, some went into my mouth and his final burst went further down and hit me on my chest.

The thought was rushing through my head again and again.

“I’m a slut, a real fucking slut..”

I was still on my haunches with the pair of them stood around me watching as I wanked with their cumm on me, they were encouraging me, egging me on.

“Come on Pauly, make it shoot, lets see that lovely fucking cock cumming”

Jim said and I felt the rush as I was about to explode, my calves gave way and I fell backwards so that I was on the floor with my shoulders against the bottom of the pool table watching myself as I finally hit and the spunk flew upwards and outwards. It landed on the carpeted floor, it seemed to be the longest cumm I’d ever had, it felt fucking amazing, the two men gave a mock round of applause as I slumped back on the floor

“Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ that was amazing” I said looking up at the ceiling.

Then I had a horrible feeling of guilt, what was I doing? Not seventeen years old and sucking off old guys like that and letting them watch me. It was the same sort of guilt that I felt at home when I’d wanked off to more extreme types of porn, or when the first thoughts of men in leather came into my head, I knew it would pass. And it did, within a few minutes!

They both got down on the floor on either side of me, they stroked my body then both kissed me, first sucking on my nipples then moving up with their tongues until they got to my mouth. One at a time, just lips on lips at first then slipping tongues inside until they became passionate kisses. The feeling of guilt had disappeared!

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[Leatherzz]

2ND CHAPTER SPLIT INTO 3 SECTIONS

Confessions of a Stripper boy.

2. Introductions… Eddie, Jim and The George and Dragon III​

I only got in at three in the morning, I was lucky in the fact that my parents were young and gave me lots of leeway to do what developing adults do, never setting time limits . They never asked questions and I never told them lies. If word ever got to them about my streak in the park I could tell them the truth to an extent, but the session with Eddie and Jim was another matter entirely!



Jim had brought some towels and we’d cleaned ourselves up, he’d let us out of the pub and Eddie dropped me off at the end of my street. I didn’t sleep a wink, the thoughts of the previous couple of hours were swirling around in my head. Added to that were the thoughts of what Jim and Eddie had told me over coffee and a cigarette about the network in a little more detail.

It was like a well rehearsed routine between them, Eddie would speak, then Jim, they would wait for a reaction or a question from me, then carry on selling the ideals of the network to me.

They told me that once I’d agreed to be one of The Boys I would start to meet and be introduced to other members then be made available to them. Different members had different kinks and needs so there would be some I would never come across and some who would hopefully want my services regularly. All that would become clearer once I’d met more people and depending on the services I was willing to offer.

The network was a discreet organization, it’s discretion was the key to it’s success. The film I had watched with Eddie and Jim was a private filming session party, distributed between and for the pleasure of the people there who had agreed to be filmed. Any films or photo sessions that I did with the blessing of the network stayed within the network, anything I did in private for network members but outside the network activities was my own business.

The network would look after me, I would never be asked to do something I was uncomfortable with. I would be paid for parties and given cash on a regular basis for other things, the other things they said, would present themselves to me in due course.

The network could sort me out with work and lodgings if need be. As an example of what they could do they told me that they made sure all their boys got driving lessons if needed and passed their tests first time, such was the number and diversity of it’s members.

I was quite frankly amazed by it all, the whole organization. I asked would it be a problem about me still living at home with my parents. It wasn’t. I could ring into Eddie as my link every day if I wanted to and find out if there was anything for me, but it would be an advantage if they could get in touch with me as well as Eddie didn’t spend his time by the phone at home! Anything that happened officially within the network in the area went through Eddie and Jim. It would be pretty much OK to take calls at home on the phone in the hallway, Eddie would be a guy who was a football trainer if he ever rang when I wasn’t in and my parents or sisters asked who he was.

The fact that I suggested this told them that I was genuinely interested in becoming one of The Boys and they stressed once more about the ability to get digs and day jobs if I wanted them.

The network understood that young guys change, fall in love and everything else as their lives move on, the network boys were free to live their own lives outside it and were able to leave at any time with no questions asked on a pledge of secrecy from both sides.

It was a hell of a lot of information to take in at once, they told me to take a few days or a even a week to think things over, then get back to them with my decision on whether to join this sexual society that I’d literally stumbled upon.

I thought about nothing else and two days later I rang Eddie from the phone box. He answered on about the third ring, my heart was pounding and I felt a wave of excitement run through my body as I said.

“Eddie, it Pauly. I’m in, for anyting!!”

“Good lad, I knew you would be” Eddie replied, I could almost feel him smiling across the phone line.

“I’ll be in touch, got to dash right now. But I’ll be in touch soon, you are not gonna believe the fun you have got yourself involved in” He said as he put the receiver down.

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LOTS MORE TO CUMMM!! ;-) ​

 

[Leatherzz]

The author today

 

[recodedclassic]

Please don’t stop
This is the best story I’ve read in my whole life

 

[Leatherzz]

3rd CHAPTER SPLIT INTO 4 SECTIONS

Confessions of a Stripperboy
3. The first party....I
I was officially declared as one of The Boys, and true to their word, things started to happen for me. I was enrolled for a course of driving lessons which meant that I would be tested and passed within two months, courtesy of a network member who ran a driving school . I was offered jobs, the offers were open ended and I could take any whenever I needed to. I was enjoying my leisure time a little too much to worry about that. I’d only been left school six months and had decided that being with the network and the benefits it would bring would allow me to spend a couple of years in higher education. Mum and Dad were delighted and said they would give me an allowance to do just that, so I opted for courses in English, Geography and History that would take up 35 hours a week.
I was given a mobile phone, also gratis from the network, mobiles were very basic then and just emerging as the must have accessory and were turning out to be a godsend to people who ran things like the network. The phone was only to be used on network business, and was full of welcoming text messages from members with the numbers already saved and named in the phone’s directory.
A job offer that I did take up was to work part time in the George and Dragon for a couple of evenings a week, initially Jim said, to learn the trade a little for the after hours parties that would be held there. Jim had decided that he wanted me as one of his bar boys for parties, which would entail me serving drinks and the usual bar stuff along with extra tasks of performing for the network customers with whatever they required, either solo with customers or other bar boys.
I was enjoying the bar work, I loved meeting people and the normal day to day customers were a good laugh. I had been attracting the attention of a few ladies and was going to follow up on a few discreet offers that I’d received. I was however a little perplexed at the lack of action from the network side of things, I told Jim about it.
“Pauly, don’t worry, you are a new boy it’ll all come, trust me. We wouldn’t look after our boys so well and then not use them would we? That would be daft”
Jim slapped my bottom as I bent to clean the table he was sat at doing his VAT books.
“Funnily enough, I’ll have some news for you later, you’ll need to get an outfit sorted”
“Cool, what’s happening?” I said, a little excitedly.
“I’ll ring you later, let you know all about it as soon as I do, now just get your pretty little ass over to the bar, there’s a lady waiting who needs a drink”

Jim rang early the next day, one of the first calls I took on the new fangled phone, I was struggling with it. Every time I pressed a button it turned the thing off, I was determined to master it.
“Pauly, party on Thursday night. Your first team debut as a bar boy “ Jim laughed, he knew I loved playing football and always tried to slip a reference in somewhere “OK, the outfit. You know of a shop in town called Nice and Naughty?”
“The sex shop? Yeah I know it” I replied,
“OK, go there this afternoon, the people who run it, Chris and Bernie, they’ll know what you’ve come for once you introduce yourself to them. Don’t worry about cash, everything will be on account”
“WOW! Cool, no problem” I’d never said that word as much, I seemed to say wow to just about anything, my life was becoming full of pleasant surprises.
“Pauly, before you go, a couple of things” Jim said, in a way that told me to listen carefully.
“You are bi I believe”
“Yeah, is that a problem?”
“No, not at all, women aren’t my cup of tea but whatever floats your boat. It’ll be an advantage when you get to the shop” Jim laughed as he said it “Bernie is short for Bernadette. She’s a bit of a vampire where young lads are concerned. She may want a demonstration once you’ve sorted out your stuff, you OK with that?”
“I think I can manage” It was my turn to laugh now.
“One last thing. The party is Thursday night, right? Night after tomorrow, cancel anything that you had planned and likewise for Friday morning. Turn up at the pub for the last half hour, I’ll be chucking out early, then you can get yourself ready for the people arriving”
“Fine, no worries, I’ll go to the shop this afternoon”
“Good, good lad. You excited about it?”
“Extremely” I said, and I meant it, I was more excited about it than anything in my life.
“Good, that’s how it should be, don’t be nervous, be excited. You’ll be fine, be yourself and you won’t go wrong. See you Thursday night”

I got the bus into town, I knew the shop as few of us had gone in to get bottles of poppers for the school leavers party the year before. It was a quick dash in, pay and out, this time it would be different. They were expecting me, and I found that very stimulating, so much so that my cock was hardening in my jeans as I made the short walk from the bus station to the shop. I went commando and felt very naughty as I took the short journey, I’d been thinking about the streak in the park, it had made a couple of lines in the local paper under a headline “Naked Man Shocks Sunbathers” . I liked the idea of becoming notorious for it, I’d done a late night dash down the High Street after I’d seen the piece in the paper, stripping in an alleyway and running two hundred yards or so down the street and back, there weren’t any people around but anyone who was in the traffic saw me, the danger was a buzz not knowing who would see me. I was determined that I would do it again somewhere, get more daring, so I’d started to wear as little as possible on the warm days, just jeans, t shirt and trainers, just in case I spied an opportunity, I’d have less to take off.
There was one customer in the shop when I got there browsing the video section, Chris and Bernie were both at the counter and they knew who I was as soon as I walked in and shut the door behind me. Chris was a good looking blonde guy of about thirty five, he put his hand out for me to shake.
“Pauly is it? I’m Chris and this is my wife Bernie..”
His wife was a large woman of about the same age, she was bleach blonde, long and straight to Chris’ shaggy shoulder length cut. They both wore the Nice and Naughty company shirt with the logo on the chest, Bernie wore a very tight leather pencil skirt to go with hers, Chris wore some fabulous leather jeans. Bernie took my hand to shake as well and spoke to me.
“Welcome to our sexy kingdom honey” She laughed in a giggly way as she took my hand and guided me through the shop as Chris served the customer with a German Goo Girls video. “Let’s get you sorted with that outfit honey”
Jim had been right about Bernie, she was a flirtatious woman and great company, she showed me the outfit that I was to wear on the night of my debut. I was impressed, leather button fly shorts, Doctor Martin style boots which I was to wear with hiking sock tucked over the top, a black fishnet vest, black leather choker collar with a lead link in the centre, black studded wristbands and black leather driving style gloves.
“Right honey, the changing room is in the corner, get your gear on and lets have a look at you in it” Bernie said as she handed the pile of clothes to me, the stuff had already been put together for me, it was a bar boys uniform that their shop provided for the network.
I put the gear on and if felt amazing, the shorts were skin tight, the leather glove soft, the boots which I had my reservations about when I saw them went with the outfit perfectly, I looked in the full length mirror and said to myself out loud.
“You sexy fucker!”
A little too loudly as it turned out, the voice from outside the changing room was Chris’
“Well come on then, let’s have a look at you”
I opened the changing room curtain and walked into the shop itself, both Chris and Bernie wolf whistled as I did and told me to twirl.
“Hey, nice fucking butt honey, let me get a hold of that” Bernie said as she stood behind me and grabbed my arse with both hands.
Chris had locked the front door once the customer had left and came out of a small back room carrying a tray with tea, milk and sugar on it.
“Tea’s up” He said as he started to pour and tell me about how he was linked to the network.
Chris was bisexual and a fully paid up member and organizer, he gladly provided anything from his shop when required. He had first met Bernie at a swingers party, like him she was bisexual, they married within 4 months of meeting. Bernie was happy for Chris to be involved with the network and she often borrowed network boys for her ladies only parties, the boys would model the male gear that she sold and end the evening with a strip show. Chris lost his job as a planner at a local factory but got a good redundancy deal, it was Bernie who first saw the advertisement for Nice and Naughty franchises in the area and they went for it.
“Best thing we ever did” Said Bernie, “We both had boring jobs, now we run a sex shop, you can’t beat that honey, can you?”
And I couldn’t have agreed more, it was an Aladdin's Cave of sexuality which gave you that wonderful horny sensation as soon as you walked through the door”
*******

 

[Leatherzz]

3rd CHAPTER SLPIT INTO FOUR SECTIONS

Confessions of a Stripperboy

3. The first party….II​

It turned out that they knew quite a bit about me, Eddie had filled them in about how I first got involved. Bernie loved the streaking story and went into the naughty, giggly way of speaking that I liked.

“That must’ve been so exciting, whenever me and the girls need a streaker I know who to ask”

Chris started to clear up the cups and clapped his hands like a schoolteacher before saying.

“Now, how about a bit of practice? You are gonna be very busy on Thursday night, you can start by carrying that tray with one hand, over to Bernie, hold it about shoulder height and wiggle that butt when you walk, bend over in front of her, give her a nice smile and pretend you are putting a drink on her table“

Bernie had gone to the other side of the shop sitting on a stool taken from the changing room. I walked over as Chris had told me, he watched me and said I was doing well, I bent over in front of Bernie and she took one of the now empty cups from the tray, she gave my arse a playful slap and kept her hand on the leather of my shorts and stroked me.

“Honey, the guys are gonna just love you, now, lets see you strip, give you an idea or two about Thursday”

The only music was the radio, I still wasn’t happy with how I was moving but loved doing it for them, I took the clothes off gently and slowly, it felt great getting naked with them watching. I started to stroke my cock in front of them, they were both now stood at the counter of the shop. Bernie lifted her skirt, she had stockings on but no panties, she started to finger her pussy.

“Chris, honey, help him with that, suck his cock baby, please I want to watch you suck him off”

Chris got down on his knees and started to suck me, I was excited, I was thinking about Thursday and what I would do as a bar boy. I couldn’t shift my thoughts to Manchester City being relegated which I usually did when I wanted to delay cumming too soon. I couldn’t, I just saw this great looking blonde guy sucking me whilst his wife watched and encouraged him. I shot into his face, it gushed out over him, he licked his lips and rubbed the spunk into his skin and kept saying “beautiful, just beautiful”

Then Chris stood up and unzipped his trousers, he started to take them down but I stopped him.

“No, please, I want to feel the leather in my hands”

I pulled his trousers back up around his arse and felt the fabulous leather material as I took his cock in my mouth, licked the tip, took the shaft fully inside, then tongued all the way down to lick and suck his balls, a scream came from behind him

“Oh fucking hell boys, fucking Hellllllll”

Piss was flying out from Bernie’s pussy, I’d heard about women who pissed when they were sexually excited but had never seen it, it looked amazing.

Chris’ breathing was getting heavier, Bernie came beside me and put her face next to mine as Chris shot a heavy load, it hit us both in the face, he slapped his cock in our faces as the last drops came out, he looked down to his wife and said.

“You know what to do darling”

Bernie licked her husbands cumm from my face and I returned the favour, he then bent down and kissed us both.

“I think you’ll do just fine Pauly, just fine”



Chris and Bernie straightened themselves up and decided to close the shop for the rest of the afternoon as they needed to dry the carpet out where Bernie had wet it. I gathered my new outfit together but didn’t want to get dressed, I decided I was going to stay naked for as long as I could. Chris suggested another cup of tea and we sat around the counter, I just loved being nude in the company of people who were dressed.

Over tea and a cigarette they offered me some advice when I’d told them I was worried about my lack of dancing skills.

“Don’t worry about dancing, just keep moving, keep that butt and midriff moving” Chris said, with Bernie nodding in agreement. “What you’ll do on Thursday, you’ll be eye candy, people will be watching you perform behind the bar, there are usually three bar boys and Jim helping out, it’s your job to get them horny and joining in the fun. When you go to collect glasses make sure you get near enough for people to touch you, play with the other bar boys. When you strip, do it within the tables and the people and just keep moving. The important bits, make eye contact with people, pick people out for special treatment. I promise you, they wont give a fuck whether you can dance or not, as long as you are sexy, and enjoying yourself”

He smiled and looked to Bernie for her approval at what he had just said, she nodded, then added one final piece of advice.

“Pauly, one very last thing. You were great once you’d got your clothes off, but don’t do it so timidly, like you are doing it in front of your granny. Rip that fucking vest off, tear it off, they only cost a fiver. That outfit, apart from the boots is for wearing once, throw everything away to the men watching you, rip the fucking vest to pieces. Cos you know what? Some horny old bastard will be wanking themselves silly over the souvenirs you throw to them the day after.



Chris took a long drag of his cigarette before putting it out and started to tidy the shop, Bernie locked the room where the tea was made and started to sort the till and takings. It was finally time to get my jeans and t shirt on, they offered to give me a lift home but I said It was OK, I would enjoy the walk back into town thinking about what had happened and what was to come.

They walked me to the door and both kissed me as they unlocked it to let me out of the shop, before I left Chris said to me

“I’m looking forward to seeing you on Thursday, should be a good night and I‘m expecting a bit of personal attention, if you get my drift”

“Yeah, make sure you get as much as you can honey, you are a fucking natural” Said Bernie as she walked over the step to see me out.

I walked through town to the bus station with my strippers outfit in a bag, Thursday night couldn’t come soon enough.

*******​

 

[Leatherzz]

3rd CHAPTER SPLIT INTO FOUR SECTIONS

Confessions of a Stripperboy

3. The first party….III​

I never realised that life could be so exciting behind the scenes of what was meant to be normaility and everything was focused on preparing for the Thursday night. I got to the George and Dragon at the time Jim told me to, he was just sorting out the last customers and bidding them good night as I went in through the back door.

“Hey, our new bar boy is here” He said “Go up to the living room and get changed, the others are already there, I’m locking up and getting the place sorted, people should be starting to get here in about twenty minutes”

There were two lads in the same gear that I was about to put on, a stunning transvestite in a red PVC dress with thigh boots and hairstyle to match and a couple of other older looking guys. Introductions were made the trans was called Chantelle and would be a sort of compere, the two lads were my fellow bar boys, Mike and Jamie, they looked about twenty years old and brilliant in the outfits. The two other guys were strippers who would be performing later.

By the time I’d got changed I could hear people down in the pub, it seemed like lots of people had been streaming in once Jim had locked the front door. Entry to the parties was via a house style door at the back of the pub. I asked Chantelle what would happen if the police turned up.

“ Baby, don’t you worry about that, the police never bother us, believe me”

Jim had been serving the first members to arrive and shouted up to us as the place got busier.

“Come on down boys, work to do and all that”

Chantelle came down with us and I was hit by a sudden bout of nerves as we got to the bar, there were lots of people stood around and people sat at the various tables around the pub, I‘d never seen the place as busy when I‘d been working the normal nights. Chantelle walked over to a small DJ stand and took the microphone, Chantelle was Liverpudlian and her accent suited the roll perfectly.

“Gentlemen, welcome and please give a big hand for our bar boys for tonight. You all know Mike and Jamie, but we have a new kid on the block, introducing Pauly. Be gentle with him gents, or maybe not, I think he’d like a bit of rough, eh gents!”

Mike and Jamie both did mock bows to the people around the bar, they looked at me and I did the same, Jim went upstairs and left us to it.

Chris from the shop was my first customer with a rum and coke, the bar was busy and it was fun working with the regular bar boys, we made a point of touching each other whenever we passed, the banter was good, all eyes were on us and I loved it.

Chantelle was running a disco of sorts, which really just consisted of background dance music , she announced that the back door was now locked,

“So, if you know anyone who was meant to be coming who hasn’t arrived yet, tough titty sweeties!”

The door being locked seemed to be the signal to start the party, Jim came back down to the bar wearing nothing but a dickie bow, to a round of applause from the gathered. The place was now pretty packed and Jim came to each of us bar boys in turn and gave us a long kiss and rubbed our cocks through the leather shorts. He started to serve and told me go and collect glasses from the tables.

I knew I was in for some action now as I lifted the bar counter to enter the business end, a few of the members had taken their clothes off, including Chris who was stood naked at the bar drinking his rum, he took my hand to help me from under the counter then grabbed my arse and started to kiss me, an older guy in a very smart suit joined in to make it a three way snog before they let me go to the tables.

I was stood in between two tables picking up glasses, I felt a hand fondling my ass as I bent to pick up an ashtray, and a familiar voice behind me.

“Well well well, fancy seeing you here”

“Jesus, Mr Edwards?”

It was a friend of my Dads, an old workmate.

“Don’t look so worried Pauly, your in the network, I’m not exactly gonna tell your Dad, now am I? And for Gods sake don‘t call me Mr Edwards, it‘s Nick”

He was right of course, the network prided itself on the discretion between it’s members, the only real problem would come if immediate family found that they were members, it was strangely exciting to be like this in front of him, Mr Edwards I‘d decided, would get some personal attention later.

Jim had told me to stay on the pub side to collect glasses and get to know people, Mike, Jamie and he would look after the serving side of things. Jamie’s shorts had already come off and he was putting his cock into every drink he served for a few seconds, to add to the flavour, Jim said.

The first stripper came on and did his turn in front of the DJ stand on a small stage, I was actually quite disappointed with him, he was dressed as a cowboy and had a huge cock and great body but he just stripped, and that was that, off he went as soon as his g string had come off and he’d shook his dick around a little. He never left the five foot square stage and nobody got to touch.

I chatted to a few people as I brought their drinks and lit their cigars and soon found out that the strippers were just a side show, they were out of town professionals who were nothing more than warm ups. It was The Boys, us, who were the main players at the network parties, the ones who everyone really came to see, and the network people who came to the parties would pencil any or all of us in for their own between party activities.

I was really getting into the swing of things, it seemed everyone wanted to touch me as I walked between the tables. I must’ve kissed thirty different men ranging from mid twenties to late sixties, had any number of hands fondling my arse and cock through my leather shorts and been told that I would be a very busy boy in future.

Some were naked a few were dressed in fetish outfits, some sat or stood with their flies undone, some were top or bottomless, anyone who had their dick on display had it rubbed by me as I got to them. A few of the men sat quietly either alone or in pairs, others were in bigger, loud groups around tables or at the bar.

There was a commotion and loud cheering at the bar, the serving had stopped for a while as Jim was being double teamed by Mike and Jamie. The lads were down to their boots, gloves and collars, Jamie held Jims head firmly onto his cock and was face fucking him, Mike was pumping Jim hard from behind. The pubs landlord was getting a rough ride, Mike was slapping his ass hard as he fucked him and Jamie wouldn’t loosen the grip on his head as he pulled him up and down onto his cock.

I stood beside the familiar faces I recognized as I watched the action, the nude Chris, his friend who had now lost the bottom half of his suit and had asked me to take the rest off for him and Eddie still fully dressed were around me. Chris touched my arse and whispered.

“He loves it like that does Jim, likes to be roughed up when he has an audience. You know what they’ll do to him when they’ve finished?” I didn’t reply but gave him a look that begged he tell me. “They’ll drag him into the toilets and handcuff him around one of the pipes, and that’s were he’ll stay. He fucking loves it!” Chris laughed and kissed me full on the lips with his hand still on my arse.

“And, Pauly boy, it’ll be your turn to put on a bit of a show once they’ve got Jim banged up. How do you feel?”

“Excited, but not as nervous now”

I replied, then put one arm around his neck and returned the kiss, putting my tongue as far down his throat as it would go.



Chris was absolutely right, Jamie and Mike swapped places a couple of times before finally both shooting into Jims mouth, each one holding his lips together after they’d pulled out to make sure he had swallowed everything, They then dragged him roughly down the small corridor leading to the toilets, when they returned a few minutes later Jamie clapped his hands for some attention.

“Gents, the bar has now reopened, please feel free to use the urinal provided for the rest of the night whenever you need it”

Everyone around the bar cheered, knowing of course that the urinal Jamie talked about was Jim!

Jamie and Mike carried on working behind the bar in just the boots, gloves and bow collar that remained on them, their vests and shorts had been claimed. They were good, they teased, they danced and made a sexual show out of serving lager, bitter and getting the small drinks from the optics, never missing an opportunity to use the bottom shelves and answering every lewd comment from the punters with an even lewder reply and a smile.

Chantelle was still doing a disco of sorts, the music wasn’t loud it and with very little chat from her, as she spent most of the time behind the DJ stand sat on the knee and snogging the face off her butch leather boyfriend.

I was taking a tray of drinks over to one of the tables when she called me over.

“Babe, it seems that other stripper has gone, he said he didn’t feel too good” She took a deep drag of the cigarette she was smoking from a long holder. “I don’t think he knew what he was letting himself in for, I keep telling Jim not to use outsiders. Won’t happen again, anyway. You think you can do a turn? I know it’s your first party as a bar boy but everyone seems to like you..”

I felt a hot flush run all through my body at what Chantelle was saying, like being on poppers without going through the middle man of actually sniffing the bottle.

“Fuck yeah, get me on”

“Good boy, give me a few minutes and I’ll give you an introduction” Chantelle said, then sat back down on her boyfriends’ knee.

I skipped back over to the bar and put the tray down and got where Chris and the rest were standing, saying eagerly to them

“They’ll have to carry their own drinks to the tables from now, I’m on!”

I’d just finished the sentence when the unmistakable voice of Chantelle came over the disco microphone.

“Gentlemen, I’m sorry to report that our second stripper tonight has done a runner. You horrible lot have scared him off!” She laughed as some boos came from the audience. “But, as a special treat, our newest Bar Boy is going to entertain you all” She paused, I think to remember what my name was more than for effect “Gentlemen, hands together and dicks out for Pauly!"

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3rd CHAPTER SPLIT INTO FOUR SECTIOINS

Confessions of a Stripperboy

3. The first party….IV​

I was amazed at how loud the cheers, clapping and whistling was after Chantelle had finished the introduction. I jogged the few yards from the bar to the centre of the pub where the DJ stand had been set up. I looked at the pool table and decided I didn’t need it, I turned around to see every pair of eyes in the whole place looking at me and gave Chris and Eddie a smile and nod which they both returned.

“Pauly, this is it, this is fucking it boy, do your worst” I said to myself as the terrible dance music started to play in the background.



I remembered the advice that Chris and Bernie had given me, I was horny as hell, I was going to take my time and I was going to enjoy myself. My first job was to get out of the open space that was the small stage, I wanted to get in amongst the audience, let every man in the place touch me and get hard watching me.

I strutted in between the tables, stopping every few yards to put my hands behind my head and shake my arse and crotch in a circular pelvic movement and allowing anyone who was in touching distance to grope, feel and playfully slap me. I would move my hands all over my fishnet vest and down my body, put one behind me and slap my own arse as I rubbed my cock through the leather, then put my fingers into my mouth, the nearest man then getting to lick them.

I decided the first eye contact man would be Mr Edwards, I looked directly into his face as I writhed in front of him. He had taken his cock out and was wanking furiously as I made out to be performing just for him, he reached out with his other hand and I moved a little closer so he could feel my cock through the leather shorts. The people around him shouted encouragement as he masturbated. I felt a presence behind me and two hands firmly took hold of my arse, I turned my head to one side to see a large bear of a man beside me and kissed him then heard a loud groan and cheers as Mr Edwards shot his load, some hit my shorts so I scraped it up onto my gloved fingers and then rubbed my hand over his face.

I quickly moved onto the next set of tables, I’d had my eye on a guy who had earlier tipped me five pounds for bringing him a drink that had cost just one. I swaggered over to him, he was sat with his chair facing outwards to view the action, I stood in front of him and told him to open his legs so I could get closer and stand in between them as I wiggled and writhed for him, his hands immediately went behind me as he fondled my arse. I looked down at him and made the eye contact again gesturing him to stand up. As he stood up I licked his ear and whispered to him.

“You want your five pounds worth? OK if I take your pants down?”

He nodded his head and ran his hands all the way up and down the back of my body, I was oblivious to the music in the background, I was just moving my body to my own rhythm by now.

“Good, stand on the chair”

He was wearing a suit with the jacket draped over the back of his chair, I ran my hands up the legs of his trousers, undid his belt and then unzipped him. The trousers fell around his feet and I ran my hands over his cock through a very nice pair of tight, silk jockey shorts which I soon took down. His cock was already hard, a nice slim seven inches, the audience had gathered around to watch me wank him slowly then put his cock into my mouth. I made a show of licking the tip of his cock and licking his balls then smiled up at him as he took his shirt and tie off, he was loving the attention of the rest of the guys as much as I was.

I wanked him for while then decided that I wanted to really get amongst the audience who had now all got up from their various tables, I kissed the end of his cock and left him to finish himself off with a group of guys stood around watching him. When I got into the middle of the next group I heard a cheer as my five pound tipper had obviously just shot a hot load into the air.

I felt amazing, and incredibly horny, now I wanted to strip. There were a few naked and semi naked guys in the crowd but they hadn’t put on a show to get like that, that was I was there to do I wanted every single person in the place to see me do it and make my debut go with a bang.

I made my way to the centre of the pub where the space had been cleared in front of Chantelle’s DJ stand. Everyone followed, the people who had been watching from the distance of the bar came over, only Mike and Jamie remained which gave them a little time to tidy things up in the bar.

Chantelle stopped kissing and groping her boyfriend in the DJ stand to tell everyone to give me some room and they formed in a large circle around me. I noticed Chris and Eddie had made their way to the front. a little ironic that a naked Chris had made his way to get a better view of a stripper, he started to rub his cock and mouthed to me.

“Go on, boy. Go on!”

This was it, I started to pace around the circle before settling in the centre to strip. I remembered the advice again and kept my head up as I moved around, my eyes were on the same level as the people watching and I made a point of looking at them all as I ran my hands all over my body. I put my arms out in front of me, making sure to keep my arse and midriff moving as I unbuckled the wristbands one after the other and threw them into the air over the heads of the front row of people. I started to circle again, close enough for people to touch me as I used my mouth to take off each glove, I had the first one in my teeth, stopped in front of one of the guys, put a finger onto his lips and said simply.

“Open!”

He opened his mouth and I took the glove and stuffed it into his mouth, the man stood beside him was wearing nothing but a t shirt, I started to stroke him with my other gloved hand smiling straight into his face, he was already hard, I stopped stroking him to take off the second glove and left the glove there on his cock.

I went back into the middle of the circle, putting my hands behind my head to undo the collar bow around my neck, moving my crotch in a circular movement as I got the clasp apart, I threw it over my shoulder.

I felt like my cock was going to burst out of the tight shorts any time and needed to get naked soon, I needed to cumm and I was going to do it in front of all these people. The shorts would be last thing to come off though, the vest was next.

I dug my fingernails into the fishnet material to make a rip, I needed this to work right, I started to tear it a little and felt confident that I would be able to rip it open and off in one go. I pulled the material hard each way and the whole vest tore open. The audience cheered as I swung it around my head then brought it in front of me and tore into two pieces, I threw one half to my left, and one to my right.

It was exhilarating as I strode around the circle once more, this time in just my leather shorts and boots, I stopped every few strides to bend over, touch my toes and give anyone within reach the opportunity to slap my arse. I had been planning my finale and the time had come, I was back in the centre and started to unbutton my shorts whilst moving my hips from side to side with my legs apart. Once the shorts were fully unbuttoned I closed my legs and pushed the shorts down around my ankles in one swift movement. I took a step back and out of the shorts then swung a kick with my right foot, the free kick style shot sent the shorts in exactly the direction I’d intended, towards Chris and Eddie stood at the front of the crowd. They were going above their heads until Chris put his hands up and caught them and a cheer went up as if I had just scored with the kick.

I was now naked and totally buzzing as I put my hands behind my head and shook my hard cock up and down with the pelvic movements, it felt good as it hit my stomach then swung below with every movement. I did this in every direction moving round then walked over to the DJ’s stand with a huge smile on my face. I’d made a note that the earlier stripper had stashed some baby oil behind it, it was still there when I put my hand around the back of the plywood plinth that the record decks were placed on.

I returned into the spotlight and squeezed the bottle, holding it high above me and letting the oil drip onto my chest and body, once the contents were all out I flung the bottle over my head. I rubbed the oil into my torso, over my arse and paid special attention to rubbing it around my cock then walked around inviting anyone who wanted to help me do it. I had to swat people away from my cock as I felt I was too close to cumming, I needed to save that for the grand ending.

When I got in front of Chris and Eddie they could see I had something planned and Eddie took the shorts that Chris was rubbing against himself and pushed him towards me. I took Chris’ hand and led him into the arena, the circle was still around me but it now much tighter and there was less room to operate.

I put my hand on the naked Chris’ head and pushed him down, gesturing him to get onto his knees in front of me, He went down and I held his blonde hair in my fingers then pulled him onto me. I felt hands all over my arse and shoulders from the people behind me as my cock slid into his open mouth. I knew I wouldn’t last long, I’d got myself into such a sexual state that I was lucky to manage the four or five thrusts into Chris’ mouth that did. Once I felt the orgasm on it’s way I pulled out of him and pointed my slippery, oil covered cock upwards. At the point of cumming I looked up towards the ceiling and felt the relief as I shot, the cumm flying straight up then down onto Chris’s face and body.

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A little extra part to cumm, due to my miscalculations with the word count ;-) ;-)

 

[Leatherzz]

CHAPTER 3 EXTRA PART DUE TO WORD COUNT OVER RUN ;-) ;-)

Confessions of a Stripperboy

3. The first party….V​

I got down onto my knees, then into a foetal position on the floor, the show was over and I heard applause and cheering all around me, I couldn’t help laughing, I’d absolutely loved it all. I turned my head up to see the people looking down on me and uttered my new buzzword once more.

“WOW!”



Afterwards I stayed at the bar for twenty minutes or so, I stayed naked to have a drink and a cigarette after Eddie had asked me to. He said it would go down well with the members if I did, it seemed Eddie was an overseer at this kind of party to make sure things ran smoothly. I was amazed at how many people wanted to introduce themselves and Eddie said doors would definitely open for me within the network after that first performance.

Jamie and Mike came from behind the bar to congratulate me, the long, the tall, the fat, thin, naked, semi naked, fully dressed, rich, poor, hairy, bald, young, middle aged and old, all members of this amazing network that I was now part of. The three of us posed for a few photographs for members and for a few with them. I had to say thanks to Chris for the advice he’d given me, it turned out to be invaluable and Chris thanked me in return for ending the show with him and for the return of the shorts which we had a giggle about.

Before I took my leave to get changed and cleaned up Eddie said I should nip to the toilets. Jim was still there, naked and cuffed to the pipe, he looked up as I walked in.

“From what I could hear from in here it seemed to go well”

“It did, fucking amazing” I said looking down at him, he was on his knees on a plastic sheet that had been draped all over the floor.

“Well, go on then, you know what to do to finish it”

I knew exactly what he meant, his fetish was to be pissed on, I stood over him and tried, for some strange reason I my bladder seemed a lot shyer than I had been throughout the night. Eventually I managed it, good old Manchester City whilst looking at the ceiling did the trick! When I’d finished Jim looked up and just said.

“Pauly, you are now a bone fide network boy, just fucking enjoy it as much as we do”

“I will Jim. What‘s not to enjoy?”

I left Jim there as two men came in and stood over him, as they were pissing on him one turned to me as I walked out.

“Good show there, you’ll be busy in future lover, I imagine very busy”

I absolutely hoped so!!!

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I do hope readers are enjoying , there is more to cumm from the adventures of a stripperboy ;-)
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[Leatherzz]

Please don’t stop
This is the best story I’ve read in my whole life

Thank you, I am so glad you are enjoying , Chapter 3 has just been added ;-)

 

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Omg this story is awesome
Please we need the story for Pauly and Mr Edwards please

 

[Leatherzz]

Omg this story is awesome
Please we need the story for Pauly and Mr Edwards please

Mr Edwards plays a major role in the next chapter funnily enough ;-)

 

[Leatherzz]

CHAPTER 4 IN TWO PARTS

Confessions of a Stripperboy.

4. The Driving Test...I.​

Life under the wing of the network was good, I duly passed my driving test just after my seventeenth birthday in a fashion that could only be network organized. My instructor was a member, he put me in for my test and assured me that I would be pleasantly surprised by the guy who would be in charge of the final driving test, I wouldn’t fail.

I had instructions to go to Eddie’s to be taken to the test centre, it seemed strange but I found out why once I arrived there.

“Wear this outfit and you won’t go wrong” Eddie said as he brought a clothes bag down the stairs in his hallway.

I was to take the test in a skin tight leather outfit, I had been measured up a few weeks previously for network records, this was one of the scenarios they wanted the information for. They were utterly thorough in everything they did or organized.

Eddie gave me a lift over and I felt a little self conscious walking into the test centre wearing a pair of jeans that fitted me so much like a second skin that it wasn’t just a crotch bulge that was visible but the outline of the shape of my cock could clearly be seen. The jeans and the biker style jacket that went with it were fabulous to wear, wearing underwear would totally spoil the look of the jeans with the lines of any material showing through so I went without. As always when I wore leather I felt incredibly horny and my cock started to get semi hard which added to the effect of the trouser bulge. The people who were waiting to be tested hardly noticed me as they all seemed to be so nervous but I got a few glances and a wink from one of the lady examiners when they came into the room to pick up the people who they were testing.

Mine came straight over to me and lo and behold it was Mr Edwards, my Dad’s old friend who was at my first party performance , he went through the motions then led me to the car that I was to be tested in. Once in the car the network influence came into play.

He put his clipboard on the floor looked to me.

“We don’t need that. You look great by the way, just drive to where I tell you, we’ll be out for about an hour, I’ll pass you with flying colours and the job will be done, and for officialdom you call me Mr Edwards, OK?” he said.



That was fine by me, no problem, I set off and as soon as the car got out of the car park Mr Edwards had his hand on my thigh and started to rub the leather of my jeans as he told me where to drive to.

He had worked with my Dad at the same building suppliers company previously as a delivery driver, he had taken a redundancy deal and then got the position with the driving school.

He was still stroking my thigh as I drove, then gave my knee a firm squeeze.

“Y’know , I always knew there was something different about you, a kind of sexual aura around you, when I saw you in The George that night, I said to myself, Yep, that’s Pauly all over”

It took about ten minutes to get to the destination, a deserted car park surrounded by trees, well off the beaten track, at the end of a long country road. He’d had to get out of the car to open a gate to get access to the winding bumpy road that lead to it. He got out of the car and told me to follow him, he led me to a clump of bushes and unzipped his trousers.

“Now then leatherboy, time to take your test”

“Oh Mr Edwards, what are you doing to me?”

I said as he took out his cock and I got down to suck him off, his hands were on my shoulders as I gave it to him. I heard rustling in the bushes.

“We’ve got company, you can do him when you’ve finished with me” He said with a slight gasp in his voice.

A large tanned guy came out of the bushes, around early forties and very fit looking, he wore just a white t shirt and had his cock in his hand.

“No, I’ve got a better idea” He said as the guy got to us and took off the t shirt “Stand Up”

I did as he said and was stood in between the two men, I kissed them both deeply in turn and felt their hands all over me as the kissing turned into a three wayer. I was already rock hard wearing the amazing leather jeans, I felt two hands caressing my arse and the man from the bush started to stoke my cock through the leather, He took the shape of it into his fingers and started to wank me, squeezing hard and moving his hand up and down. It felt sensational being wanked with the leather still on me, I knew I couldn’t hold out and felt my legs wobble a little as the cumm rushed then exploded inside my jeans.

“Oh my God, Oh my fucking God” I gasped as I shot inside the trousers.

I felt the warm spunk trying to escape then starting to cool inside them. It was one of the most incredible wanks I’d ever had, I never imagined how exciting it could be to cumm in such a restricted situation, it seemed to shoot then shoot back and I could feel it all over my cock and shaven crotch underneath the leather.

It was then I realised that these guys were totally into their lads wearing leather and the man in the bushes had been waiting. I wanted to get my cock out of the trousers but they stopped me unbuttoning them, they got down on their haunches and started to lick the leather in the area where I had just shot, they then started to lick my arse, all the while their hands rubbing hard against me, the spunk sticky and cooling inside my trousers.

“Bang on time Nick. Fuck, this one is lovely, does he fuck?” The guy from the bush finally spoke.

“New boy, a stripper and hire out boy. Jim says he’s gonna be a good one, a gang banger in the making” Mr Edwards said as he rubbed himself up against me and groaned.

“Nice, who broke him in?” The bush man said.

“One of the other guys, Jim got Jamie to break him in. Wish I’d been around to see that one, Jim said the video will be available soon enough though ”

It was weird and strangely exciting to be talked about as though I wasn’t there as the two men groped me, one of whom hadn‘t even told me his name.

He had been correct, Jim had asked me if I was an ass virgin, when I told him yes he’d said he would sort it out. I’d experimented with some sex toys that Chris from the shop had given me to try and loved it, different sized butt plugs inside me as I wanked but I’d never had a cock inside my ass.

Jim arranged it as an after hours pub show, it was very short notice but the response from the members was incredible. As Jim explained, the breaking in of a new boy was a top dollar event, the people coming along where paying good money to see it and myself and Jamie would be rewarded for it. It went very well indeed, and very quickly, not at all like a party night.

Once everyone had arrived we were brought down naked, a space in the middle of the pub had been cleared for us, and it was left to Jamie to fuck me for the first time. There was lots of kissing, sucking and foreplay, he whispered in my ear to relax as he bent me over the table set aside for the act, he lubed his cock and my hole then slowly began to fuck me. It was wonderful, I could hear cameras clicking, see them flashing around me and knew Jim and Eddie were in charge of the filming. My pleasure was obvious, I had never moaned and groaned with such passion before, I felt Jamie’s fingers go tighter on my arse cheeks, I knew he was ready to cumm. He must’ve looked to Jim for guidance because I heard Jim say

“No, not inside him, on him”

Jamie pulled out of me and I heard him gasp as he shot, I felt his spunk hit me just at the top of my arse and start to run down the crack, he had obviously aimed for effect as when he pulled away from me he opened my cheeks with his fingers and people gathered around and took pictures of my spunk covered arse crack.

And that was that, our job was done, Jim took us back upstairs and we showered and changed. The whole thing from walking down the stairs to being in the shower took less than an hour. Jim explained that the value of the show was in the fact that I was an ass virgin and Jamie had done me bareback, the film and photosets would be in great demand among the network. He asked me if I enjoyed it, I told him it was amazing.

“Well, now you are broken in, there’s gonna be lots more fucking for you from now on”



The guy from the bush put his hand behind me and onto my arse, really digging into the leather of my trousers, he put his face to mine and started to kiss me hard, then he pulled his face away and spoke again to Mr Edwards

“Hmmm, well I’m gonna hire him, but he ain’t stripping, I want him just like this”

“Whatever. Listen, we’ve got to get back, do what you want to do with him then we can go”

There was an old tree stump that had obviously been used as a makeshift resting seat over the years he took me over to it and told me to sit on it with my legs open.

“Rub yourself, rub your hands over your pants and your cock and suck him off”

I did as I was told, he started to wank and Mr Edwards stood beside me and put his cock into my mouth. I was amazed at how hard I was again so soon after cumming, I hadn’t even had my dick out of the leather trousers yet and I’d shot once and was ready to go again. His breathing was getting laboured and he kept saying “Daddies Boy, fucking daddies bitch” under his breath as he was being sucked as his friend watched and wanked.
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