Cheryl Dragon - Hot Rivals(2), mm
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Hot Rivals
An
All Male Nudes!
Story
By Cheryl Dragon
Resplendence Publishing, LLC
http://www.resplendencepublishing.com
Hot Rivals
Copyright © 2012 Cheryl Dragon
Edited by Michele Paulin and CJ Slate
Cover art by Adrien Nicholas
Published by Resplendence Publishing, LLC
2665 N Atlantic Avenue, #349
Daytona Beach, FL 32118
Electronic format ISBN: 978-1-60735-614-1
Warning: All rights reserved. The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this
copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including
infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable
by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.
Electronic Release: December 2012
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and occurrences are a product
of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
places or occurrences, is purely coincidental.
Chapter One
Jay Belfer watched his main competition from the corner of his eye. Robbie Sloan was
fairly new to the Big D’s strip club. Sexy and friendly, Robbie made it easy to like him. The
clients went wild for that cowboy charm. Jay worked hard not to get too close but kept an eye on
the new meat. This was a job, and Jay had a lot invested in Big D’s.
Everyone knew the “D” stood for Dicks but the owner insisted it stood for her last name,
D’Agostino. She loved well-hung men performing in her club, which was actually two strip
clubs sharing one big building. One side for male patrons, the other for female.
The men’s half of the club featured all-the-way performances on stage. All the menat
least those working on the men’s side tonightstripped down to nothing. On the other side of
the building, another group of guys were doing the exact same thing for a screaming crowd of
horny women. Jay never got tired of the rush of being on stage, no matter who he entertained.
In this crowd of gay men, he easily spotted the owner, Bev, watching Robbie shake his
ass for the crowd. A professional stripper seven years now, Jay kept his eyes on the crowd and
connected with the customers. He was still the top drawfor now.
The new guy, Robbie, was hard to resist and two years younger at twenty-five. He was
tan with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. The guy came from a rodeo background so he
was flexible and rugged, but rumors reported he had zero cash. Not unusual given the type of
work he’d fallen into.
As the men’s pants came off, the crowd cheered. Jay gave them a little smile and saw a
lot of regulars out there. Down to gauzy briefs that were pretty much see-through, he let the thrill
of the crowd and exhibition turn him on. Jay insisted to himself that it wasn’t Robbie’s tight ass
or slightly hairy chest getting his dick up. No way!
Bev generally demanded meticulous manscaping, but Robbie’s chest hair wasn’t overly
thick and laid flat against his muscled form. She said it gave him added sex appeal and matched
his wild western image. Jay glanced over and saw Robbie’s cock growing. Bev liked men to
show it all on stage. It set their club apart. One side for women, one for men, but
all
of the men
went nude and got turned on!
Having to show their erection on stage sent many newbie and wannabe strippers running
for the hills. Most new guys thought it’d be easy money on their first day, but Bev was tough on
her dancers. Performing took practice and work. The group of men turned and ripped off their
briefs. Jay looked at Robbie and cursed himself. With his back to the crowd, Jay admiring other
men didn’t matter for the show, but he was really getting turned on. This wasn’t just his usual
showing-off hard on today.
Turning, they strutted their stuff and fanned out on the stage to display their full potential.
The crowd went wild and after a few minutes, the strippers all headed back to the dressing room.
Nudity never bothered Jay, and it didn’t last long. He’d done worse things for money.
Dressing for their next rounds, Jay didn’t have to rush. He was in the last group as a
featured dancer. Robbie had moved around the lineup and was growing in popularity. Of course,
tonight, he grabbed the chair next to Jay.
“Great crowd.” Robbie closed his jeans then tugged on a long-sleeved shirt.
“They’re good.” Jay noticed Robbie’s cock was still firm in the jeans.
His own member wasn’t relaxing as fast as it normally did. Damn attraction. He always
wanted the wrong men! Robbie wasn’t a bad guy, at least not that Jay had found out, but he was
the main competition.
Robbie layered a vest and a worn leather jacket atop his shirt. When he bent over to tug
on his cowboy boots, Jay forced himself not to imagine Robbie blowing Jay’s cock there in a
room full of mostly naked men. No other stripper had turned Jay on so much without even
making a pass at him.
“You okay? You looked lost,” Robbie said.
“Fine. Just some stuff on my mind. On stage, I can blank it out, but I don’t go on for a
while.”
“I’m up now. See you later.” Robbie smiled wide and dashed for the stage.
Bev liked the contrast of going all nude at first then having men layer on the costumes
and show off their individual appeal. The first dance with all the men let customers check them
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