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After class I was still high off the adrenaline from being naked in front of almost 100 people. Angel was so happy he had found a great job which would look great on his resume. It was a short walk to his hotel room, and once inside, Angel stripped off all of his clothes. With the room being so small, I could see all of him, and he made no attempt to hide as he packed up all of his clothing and toiletries and put them in a big duffel bag.
“I am sorry, bud, but I can’t be dressed while you are naked. Do you mind if I take off my clothes and lay in your bed while you pack?” I asked.
“No problem. I will be done in about fifteen to twenty minutes, so make yourself at home,” Angel replied.
Once naked, I felt so much more comfortable and was able to admire Angel’s gorgeous body as he ran around the hotel room collecting his stuff. I was very helpful as I pointed out he needed to get his charging cords and went over the list of items typically left behind in a hotel room.
Angel had a great body. He was extremely shredded, and I had a feeling he was involved in some type of sport. He also had a beautiful large soft penis. He was perfectly smooth, not a hair to be found on his body. I could definitely picture him on the cover of a Men’s Fitness magazine. His face: incredible perfect features, beautiful eyes, and a prominent jawline. Feeling a bit turned on, I started stroking my cock naturally, and to my surprise, Angel did not mind as he focused on packing up his belongings. I guess he was used to seeing me jack off online. Pretty soon I came, swallowed my load, and dozed off as I turned on my belly.
Angel woke me up, still nude, and told me he was ready. As he was so close, practically laying in bed with me, I pulled him in closer and asked him if he was a nudist.
“I have never really thought about it, but I suppose I do prefer being naked whenever I can, and being your fan, it’s probably safe to say so. As of now I am not entirely sure,” Angel said, clearly not wanting to attach any labels to himself.
After I put on my clothes, Angel put on a perfectly normal pair of casual shorts and a tank top which was revealing enough but not to the extreme where I was at, with a bit of my ass cheeks visible and cock head perfectly outlined.
As we jumped in the Uber, I told Angel about my experience in the hostel so far. I had been naked the entire time while I was there and had met Daniel and Tom. I let him know nudity was fine if that was his preference since the men there were very casual about nudity due to the open showers. I explained Daniel was similar to him, probably a nudist that didn’t mind being naked with me, and Tom, who on the contrary, was totally averse to nudity. I could see how Angel was thinking how Tom and I, being roommates, may be a challenge.
After I helped Angel get checked in, I stripped naked, putting my clothes in my locker and getting my phone charger to charge my phone while we were there, and gave him a full tour of the amenities. This was probably prime dinner time, so there were many fully clothed men by the kitchen. Nevertheless, I showed Angel the entire place and helped him get organized. Even though he did not get naked when I did, I could feel he wanted to but was approaching this hours-long friendship with care and at his own pace.
Because of Angel’s admirable physical shape, the fact that he was dressed casually in shorts and tank top still made him stand out, not to mention he had a beautiful smile which was very captivating. Looking so good, I was sure he would not have any trouble converting potential students. I would sign up again if only he asked me.
After I showed him around, I reached only for my shorts, remaining shirtless, and we headed for the bar. Tom and Daniel were having a beer since Daniel had just finished his shift. I introduced Angel to Tom and Daniel and explained he was in my classroom. He did not carefully plan his trip and was staying at a very expensive hotel; however, we had managed to get him checked out, and we had just gotten him checked in at the hostel minutes ago.
Tom jumped in, excited to land another friend and probably a little excited to see he was not the only one at the table wearing a top. Tom took over explaining our gym, lunch, and wine routine and welcoming Angel. Excited at the prospect of having a non-nudist friend join our group, he politely asked Angel if he was a nudist.
“I probably am. However, as I just told Derrick, I am not sure if I am ready to label myself a nudist. Tonight is not the first time I have met Derrick. I have actually been following him on X and at one point signed up for his Fans account. His nudist content really turns me on, so the answer is probably yes. I just need some time. Following him has made me become more bold and spend more time naked, so now spending some time with him in real life may continue to influence me,” Angel spoke so sincerely.
Of course I couldn’t help but get a bit hard at the prospect of the influence I have had on Angel. I have never really met anyone who was a fan before, so this was definitely a learning experience for me. I wondered if any of my followers were making the choice of being naked in cases where they would normally be dressed. The idea of that got my dick at almost full mast, which meant it popped out of my shorts. Putting my hand over it would make me even more aroused, so I just hoped it went away and nobody noticed.
After Daniel told us about his shift and how happy he was with the job, Tom was overly excited letting us know about his shopping experience and what great things he got for our apartment. The four of us continued to talk during dinner. Angel was just as charming as Tom and had no problem commanding the conversation. In the course of a few hours, Angel was caught up on all of our lives and had shared his story. It felt like the four of us had been friends forever.
Getting back to the hostel, the four of us showered together, and the four of us got into mine and Daniel’s bed before 10 p.m. came around. Angel, Daniel, and I remained naked, and I let him know the hostel got pretty warm, so sleeping naked was the best option. I could tell Tom was disappointed as he again was the odd one out, fully clothed in bed with three naked men. However, as was his usual character, he did not let it affect him and took over, guiding us to the rooftop when 10 p.m. hit.
As the four of us began sipping our wine, Tom and Angel continued to discuss various topics. Even though the four of us were talking, both of them were very chatty. This left Daniel and me to just listen, sitting next to each other, our bodies touching. Instinctively we began holding hands, and then using our free hands we began to seductively caress each other’s bodies. Our faces were touching.
Daniel sensually touched my thighs while I focused on his beautiful chest.
Tom asked, “What is going on here? Are you guys more than friends?”
“I don’t know, Tom. Daniel and I have some talking to do amongst ourselves. We are for sure friends more than anything, but there is definitely some attraction here,” I replied, giving Tom a look which he instantly recognized that let him know I would prefer he backed off.
Angel, being as good as Tom at extracting the truth and wanting Tom to back off from questioning Daniel and me, began questioning him as to why he was so averse to being naked.
Tom explained his dad encouraged him to shower naked at the pool showers and how uncomfortable that made him, since at 13 his dick size was above average and would get fully erect immediately. This embarrassed him when he saw other boys laughing at his hard-on. Shortly after, his classmates began bullying him about his big hard penis.
His dad, on the other hand, was so comfortable in his skin, and since his mom was not around much, he and his dad spent a lot of time naked, which his dad encouraged and Tom hated. When they eventually installed a pool at home with an outdoor shower, his dad would encourage Tom and his friends and cousins to swim naked, and he himself would go naked on occasion since it was usually all men who would normally also be naked. With Tom’s giant hard-on, his cousins too began bullying him, and that caused him to just want to cover up.
“I have never really thought about it, but now that I am sharing this with you guys out loud, I guess my dad was probably a nudist since he was usually naked at home most of the time and his friends who would visit would also get naked. I suppose nudity for him was natural, and that’s why he wanted me to be comfortable in my skin and natural,” Tom said with a thoughtful look.
I could now understand why he was the way he was. I am no psychologist, but I could imagine being bullied in school and by his family was no fun. Once we are living together, I will try my best to take care of him, even if I have to wear underwear from time to time. Besides, the underwear Daniel gifted me does not leave much to the imagination, so I will try to accommodate him.
Once our second bottle of merlot started running low and we noticed Tom and Angel becoming quite sleepy, Daniel and I asked them to head on to bed and leave us alone to talk amongst ourselves.
“I have never had a boyfriend, Daniel, and I am by all means a sex worker. I am not only on my Fans account, but I will probably take the job as a stripper and be stripping and getting groped by random men in front of you. I have also set up my Rentmen account, which means I will be escorting and having sex with different men. Today was my first day of nude modeling, and once I learn massage therapy I will be offering sexual massages,” I told Daniel.
“Being a good boyfriend is very important to me, and especially for somebody as special as you. You deserve the best boyfriend, and I would not expect you to accept me as I am. I guess my nudist lifestyle and recent sex-work path have put me in a place where I may not be able to find love,” I continued.
“Please do not get me wrong. I am very attracted to you, and I feel happy just being around you. I also think of you on the small occasions we are not together,” I expressed to Daniel, holding his face next to mine as I was practically talking to him while being an inch apart from his mouth.
Continuing to caress each other with now full hard-ons, Daniel spoke: “I must confess I am completely smitten with you and want you so badly. I don’t mind you being a nudist, your Fans account, nor your nude modeling. To be honest, it turns me on that so many people see you naked, and if we were more than friends it would make me proud that my boyfriend is so hot and so many men like looking at him. I don’t know how I would feel about you getting touched by other men at the bar, escorting, and giving full-service massages. However, I care about you enough to respect your work. I don’t know if a relationship will work, but I think we should give it a chance, and we can try starting out as friends with benefits.”
“As long as we promise to remain friends if things do not work out, I would never want us to not be friends,” I said.
“I promise you we will never not be friends, even if our friends-with-benefits relationship does not work out,” Daniel said.
“Are you top, bottom, or vers?” Daniel asked.
“I am vers. You?” I instantly replied.
“I am vers too,” Daniel answered.
With that settled, we began making out. Daniel began prepping my hole for his dick with his fingers. After my hole was ready, I began blowing him, and then he began fucking me. His dick was the perfect size for my ass and felt incredible. Pretty soon he began to open up his hole with his fingers and sucking my cock. I began fucking him; he moaned loudly, but his hole felt amazing on my dick. It was almost like we were made for each other.
We continued to fuck each other, losing track of time, and after we had both fucked each other and cum inside each other a few times, we began to see the sunrise.
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We woke up probably at noon, and Tom and Angel were deep in conversation in the kitchen. Tom was fully dressed in gym clothes, and Angel was naked to my surprise. Once we joined them, they began to make fun of us for oversleeping, and without needing to be asked, Daniel disclosed we were friends with benefits for now. Tom handed us a cup of coffee, and he almost seemed disappointed we were not boyfriends.
Daniel and I hit the showers, and being well past noon there was nobody in the shower room, so taking advantage of the opportunity, Daniel began scrubbing my entire body, paying special attention to my cock and ass. I did the same for him as I admired every inch of his well-toned body. This was so romantic, and I could not help but think I was starting to feel very special about Daniel, and the look on his face made me think he too was feeling some type of way.
After getting my laundry, I was the last to get dressed. I reached for my favorite white compression shorts and of course put on my mesh string. I decided to pack my not-so-see-through string for after, since we only planned on going for lunch after the gym and then coming back here. Being honest, I was almost having second thoughts about the string, but then I thought of Tom.
Once we were ready to leave, Tom was in his usual sweatpants and baggy shirt; Daniel was shirtless and in some very short shorts; and to my surprise, Angel was shirtless in compression shorts which were not as short as mine, and I could clearly make out a thong or string since his junk was pushed forward like mine, but I could not find any underwear or jock-strap lines.
Once we arrived at the gym, the owner was so happy to meet Angel and of course admired all of our bodies, including Tom’s, which even though completely covered up was still quite impressive. After Daniel took over as coach for the four of us, we made our way to our abs, and for the second time we managed to behave. After the long session Daniel and I had last night, we did not feel the need to play games during our abs workout, although we could not resist licking each other’s dick through our shorts when partnering up to do sit-ups.
Before heading toward the locker room, Angel began to speak: “Tom, I do not want to push you or push past your comfort zone, but I would like to help you break free from the burden you are going through. Do you think you could let me try?”
“I don’t intend on being a naked exhibitionist like Derrick; however, I would love to loosen up a bit. No offense, Derrick, by the way,” Tom said.
“None taken. On the contrary, you should always refer to me as Derrick the nudist exhibitionist,” I said playfully, trying to make Tom laugh and relax.
“Tom, let’s take a shower today without you wearing a swimsuit shirt and covering your long boardshorts with an extra towel while walking toward the showers. You think you can try that?” Angel said.
“I do not know. I will try my best,” Tom said as he seemed very nervous.
Since the three of us had immediately gotten naked inside the locker room and had locked all of our stuff, including our towels, and only held on to our toiletry bags, we waited as we saw Tom heading toward a bathroom stall with his big duffel bag.
To our surprise, Tom walked out shirtless with a towel covering his upper body, and to our disappointment he was still wearing a towel over his waist above his long boardshorts. Not exactly what we had requested, but still a big improvement.
“I am very impressed, Tom. What is your anxiety level?” Angel asked.
“Probably an 8,” Tom explained.
“Look, Daniel, Derrick, and I are your close personal friends. The three of us are completely naked. We are not paying attention to your body, nor would we ever make fun of it. Do you understand?” Angel asked Tom in a very sincere and calm tone.
“I do,” Tom replied.
“What is your anxiety level now?” Angel asked.
“Maybe a four,” Tom said.
“Do you think you can leave your towel behind and we can go shower together with only your long boardshorts?” Angel spoke so convincingly.
“I am ready to try,” Tom said.
Tom seemed like he was really starting to get anxious again, yet he managed to slip off the towel and set it down by a bench close to our neighboring lockers.
We avoided looking at him; however, he did manage to remove his towel and was able to shower shirtless. It would be nice to see him making more progress or at least keeping this up, since it was quite a change. It would also be interesting to see if he would be comfortable doing this when there are more men around.
Tom walked out of the stall in his usual jeans and a t-shirt. To my surprise, both Daniel and Angel were shirtless and in shorts; of course Daniel’s shorts were a lot shorter than Angel’s.
I could also see the look of surprise from all three men when they saw me wearing nothing but my string and sneakers, although they could not have been too surprised.
“Daniel, why are you going to work shirtless? I know we are just going for lunch, but if the owner sees you he may accelerate the timeline of prohibiting staff to wear shirts. You know Tyrone and the others would rather wear tank tops,” I politely asked.
“The owner said I could continue to work shirtless if I wanted, and he had decided that he would not enforce a shirtless rule for any of the staff, instead making it optional for them,” Daniel replied.
When we arrived at the bar for a late lunch, Tyrone welcomed us and was particularly interested in Angel, who of course was a dream to look at and the novelty. Of course he also took his time to admire my string and comment on it. Pretty soon after, the owner walked in, and as we were pretty much done with lunch, he asked if I would mind stepping into his office.
I agreed and followed him into his office.
“I am short a go-go boy tonight from 12 a.m. to 2 a.m., and I have a stripper show scheduled for tomorrow, and I think you can be the headliner. I researched you and noticed you have quite the following online, and I am sure you can have this place busier than usual. If you are willing to take some pictures in the exact suit you are wearing now with my marketing team, I am pretty sure we can put together a flyer for tomorrow which will fill the place. I also imagine you would strip down to full nudity and allow for groping,” the owner spoke in a respectful way.
“I would only agree to the go-go gig tonight if I can do it naked, and regarding the stripping, I would not really be interested in stripping. I would prefer to come out naked and let the guys grope me as much as they want to. Do you mind?” I asked sincerely.
“I don’t mind you doing your go-go dancing naked; however, I am sure you will get more tips than the others, which may cause them to step it up. They have never requested to be fully naked, but I am sure some of them may decide to join you, which I would really prefer. As far as the stripping, I have some very fun costumes. I know you prefer being naked, but getting out of the clothes and playing a character is part of the fun. You have to admit stripping down to nothing but a cop hat and a badge on a necklace around your neck would be pretty hot. Wouldn’t you like to be a sexy cop? Besides, you can get naked as quickly as you want,” the owner said convincingly.
He was right, and we both noticed my dick got a little hard thanks to my mesh string.
“As the headliner you would do two twenty-minute acts. You would be the opening act, and after the other three strippers perform their twenty-minute acts, you would be responsible for a closing act. For the closing act you can come out naked and maybe interact with the audience. You can bring a volunteer or a few on stage with you and let them touch you. You can also jack off to completion or play with your hole, even using sex toys. Finally the other three strippers would join you, and you could just dance or interact with each other sexually if you are comfortable doing so,” the owner explained.
When the owner wrote down the generous payment for the go-go and stripper performances as a headliner, I was in shock. This did not include an estimate of a commission I would receive per cover charge on stripper night, which was equally impressive. The owner mentioned the bar had a 300-person capacity; however, he estimated I could bring in about 200 to 250 people on Friday night. I could not help but think of my dad and Jeremy looking at these numbers and becoming emotional. However, my excitement of performing for a minimum of 200 people was more overwhelming, and my dick became more noticeably hard.
After I had agreed, he gave me a list of paperwork I would need to bring in tonight or email, and I signed a small contract which had the typical clauses, including my obligations, dates, performances, my responsibility for providing the music list, no drugs, no prostitution, and it covered how guests were able to record my performance and I had no right to those videos or images as well as the club’s photographer. Those images or videos would be exclusively owned by the club, and they had the right and would share them to social media as well as to all major pornography platforms.
After signing, I got taken to a small room with a green screen where I was asked to pose in various positions for a photographer. The photographer asked me to get hard and even offered to fluff me with a blow job, which I accepted. Once fully hard, he had no problem touching me, arranging my pouch. When taking pictures of my back, he even moved my string off to the side in order to expose my hole.
Showing me some of the images, I couldn’t believe how good this photographer made me look. I had a seductive look on my face I had achieved thanks to his guidance; however, he did mention I appeared to be a natural, since the quality of these photos would take a lot longer even when photographing established porn stars.
Back at the hostel, Tom helped me set up for my video call; Angel did his own setup, and before we knew it, Mr. C was online giving us more important information. He noticed but did not seem surprised that I was topless, and Angel, on the other hand, put on a tank top which was not even properly put on, leaving his belly exposed as he was sitting naked across from me.
Mr. C went over more important information, which got me excited to know we would be starting class next week. Once he was finished, he instructed both Angel and me to stay behind after everyone signed off. He reminded us to get in touch with human resources and casually mentioned my state of undress. “Mr. Derrick, I see you are in class naked for the second time. I think your aversion to wearing clothes will be an asset to the school. Not only was my recent seminar the most successful in years, but I believe I will have a use for your nudity during class. When practicing on the body parts near the genitalia or glutes, it is often hard to find a student willing to be practiced on,” Mr. C explained.
This made me completely excited to see I may be able to display my body more, and without putting much thought to it, I replied, “The more often I can be fully naked in class for me the better. I wouldn’t mind stripping naked from the time I arrive to the time class is over.”
Not sure what to say, Mr. C was surprised with my reply and casually said he would be looking forward to us starting class and reminded Angel and me to get in touch with HR ASAP.
“Yes, sir,” Angel replied as both Mr. C and he left the call.
After getting in touch with HR, we were instructed to submit some paperwork, and it was the same paperwork I must also submit to the bar. I admitted to Angel that I had planned to be naked until tomorrow for the gym, since today I would go naked to the bar where I would be a naked go-go dancer and then come home naked. I was so annoyed at the thought of having to get dressed to go to a copy shop to get our documents scanned.
“I really wish I could see you dressed for a change. However, I hate myself for telling you this, but you do not have to go anywhere or get dressed. Our phones are equipped for document scanning,” Tom said after he overheard our conversation.
After he scanned all of our documents, I emailed them all to both the club and the school’s HR, not before thanking Tom with a big hug, which of course made him uncomfortable in my naked state. Angel could not help but let out a laugh at the awkward scene.
Five minutes before six p.m., Daniel put on his shortest shorts to date and kissed me goodbye as he rushed his way to work shirtless. After all this work, Tom, Angel, and I hung out in the TV room relaxing. Angel and I were naked; at some point I think I dozed off with my head on Angel’s lap. Naturally and in a friendly way, he casually put his hand on my head and stroked my hair.
As ten p.m. was closely approaching, I decided to put everything in my locker, including my phone, which I would not be using. I took a shower just to make sure I was extra clean in case anybody touched me. Without Daniel’s towel, I decided to just air dry. At this time the shower room and dining hall were at peak time with guests rushing to get everything done before bedtime.
I did notice Tom showering without a swimsuit shirt, which made both me and a naked Angel wink at each other as we brushed our teeth and combed our hair. With the shower being so busy, we were expecting Tom to go back to his ways.
I decided to check some last-minute texts and laid down on my bed, and when ten p.m. hit, I was surprised to see Tom in cargo shorts and a sleeveless shirt. Angel, on the other hand, was shirtless with some pretty revealing fashion-forward black mesh shorts with a black thong underneath. A very appropriate outfit for a night out at a gay club, I thought.
As we sat and ordered some drinks, the place was pretty packed, and it was my first time coming here when the place was officially a nightclub. Daniel had a table for us, and many people were just standing around by the bar or dancing with no table. The DJ was doing a great job since Tom, Angel, and myself could not help but move our bodies, as well as the rest of the nightclub where the energy was palpable.
Tom and Angel kept ordering drinks; however, I decided to take it slow and nurse my first drink up until eleven forty-five, when a waiter I did not know told me he was ready to escort me to the dressing room. Angel and Tom were visibly buzzed, and they high-fived me as they continued to dance to the music.
Once backstage, there were three other guys: one in a jockstrap and a harness, the second one in a thong, and the third one in a string. Some of them were doing push-ups and squats while the others were having oil rubbed on their skin by what I assume to be the MC.
“Hi, I am...” I began.
“Naked Derrick,” the dancer with the harness said as he pointed to a giant poster on the wall which had the picture of me showing off my hole. The poster read: Stripper Night Featuring Naked Derrick - come and touch this nudist! Below me were the pictures of the other performers as well as the date and time. I was surprised and thought both the photographer and the graphic designer did a great job, as the flyer was incredible.
The other dancers introduced themselves, and I too began doing some last-minute workouts to make sure my muscles were pumped, and without having to ask, the dancer with the harness asked me if I wanted him to help me oil up.
At this time the guys were jumping and dancing in an effort to get their energy up and get hyped up. After oiling my body, the guy with the harness removed his jockstrap, revealing a beautiful uncut dick. “If you guys are expecting any tips tonight, I suggest you lose those clothing. If not, Naked Derrick will surely get all the tips tonight being the headlining act tomorrow and being fully naked,” the dancer said.
The guy in the string quickly took off his string and put it away. The guy in the thong said he would consider taking off his thong once he was on stage if he really needed to.
When we were announced, a staff member guided us each to our place. I, along with the harness guy, were assigned a spot on each corner of the big main bar, which was the focal point of the room and the busiest. As the MC hyped up the crowd, he introduced the four of us while the spotlight was turned on each of us. For some reason I was first, and I could hear the crowd cheer. I immediately began dancing and was able to see Tom and Angel looking at me, and saw they were each accompanied by a handsome guy.
The same person who brought us to our location brought me a fanny pack, which I draped across my shoulder like a messenger bag, as guys approached to admire my body. Most would fondle my legs, my ass, my balls, and my penis. I had no limits; they would all hand me tips, which I placed in the fanny pack. I was too caught up with the amount of guys trying to make their way to me and fondling me. About thirty minutes in, I turned to look at the harness guy and noticed he did not allow touching but was still getting plenty of tips nevertheless. The other guys were out of my field of vision.
One hour in, the guys would not calm down. It seemed like they were only getting more intense, and it was almost as if I had a line of men wanting to touch me and tip me. The assistant took my fanny pack and handed me a new one since mine was completely full. To my surprise, Tom and Angel handed me ten dollars each, although they only gave me a cheeky spank. I could tell they were both drunk. I could not believe Tom had spanked me - either it was the alcohol or Angel.
This was so overwhelming; however, I was having a great time dancing and loved the attention. I rarely was able to get my eyes on Daniel; however, whenever I did see him, he was extremely busy. Being the only shirtless waiter, it was easy for me to keep my eyes on him.
An hour and a half in, it seemed like the line-up of guys wanting to touch me had finally ended, and I decided to bend over toward the crowd, push my dick and balls behind my legs, and spread my cheeks, exposing my hole. The crowd went wild, and I could feel at least five guys touching every part of me. This reignited the crowd, and once again I was left with a line of guys wanting to tip me and grope me. The line never calmed down again until I was escorted off stage.
Once backstage, the guys immediately got dressed before counting their tips. I decided not to count my tips; however, they each only had one fanny pack while I had three full ones. They did not seem upset; however, it was clear they were a bit disappointed. “Good job tonight, ND,” harness guy said. “I am part of tomorrow’s lineup and am looking forward to working with you. You kicked our ass tonight, but instead of feeling threatened, I know we need to step it up, and I have a feeling you will fill the place tomorrow, which in the long run will benefit us. We only perform to a full place when there is a big porn star coming in, which is only once a month at the most. I have a feeling you will be able to fill this place every single Friday,” he said.
I appreciated the positive feedback and told the three of them that I did not intend to be competition for them; however, I was just a nudist who liked being exposed, and the flyer was not a lie. I was happy to meet them and hoped we could all continue working together and each make as much money as possible.
The four of us hugged and kissed each other on the cheek goodbye, and I felt like they were being sincere.
Once the bar began emptying out, Daniel with his own full fanny pack, Tom, Angel, and I reunited, and Daniel and I had to help Angel and Tom walk home as they were completely wasted.
Once we tucked the guys into bed, Daniel and I were completely sober, and without asking, he reached in his locker for a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses. With no words, we marched up to the terrace.
I was still very excited as the experience had been overwhelming: dancing for two hours to loud music in a high-energy environment, not to mention I had not had a moment where there wasn’t at least one man groping me.
“I know what you are going through. As a waiter there, I know it’s so intense, and I myself get men touching me and demanding my attention,” Daniel said.
“This wine should help us relax for bed,” he continued.
“Did you see me?” I asked shyly.
“I did, Derrick, and yes, I was jealous at first, and there was a point where I wanted to go over and beat up all those guys that were touching you, but then I calmed down, and when I saw the other dancers being completely ignored, my anger turned into pride. I am so proud to have the hottest lover in town. To be honest, the anger began from the moment I got to work and saw your stripper flyer,” Daniel admitted.
“So are we ok?” I asked.
Grabbing my hand and placing it on his throbbing hard penis, Daniel spoke: “We are better than ok.”
We started kissing and rubbing our bodies sensually. Daniel then put his mouth to my ear and whispered, “I have an idea for tonight. How about we pretend I am a submissive bottom and you are a toxic top? I want you to fuck me mercilessly in every position possible. This includes both of my holes. I want you to rough-fuck me with your big dick and cum inside my holes.”
“Get down on your knees, you hungry cocksucker,” I replied in character.
Honoring his wish, I came inside his ass and mouth multiple times, and again we were deep in pleasure when we began seeing the sunrise.
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