Gogo Dancer

By Jingjok

Published on Feb 25, 2005

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DISCLAIMER: The following is entirely a work of fiction. All of the parts in this drama are portrayed by mature actors who are masters of makeup and disguise.

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The dancer's toned golden body glowed with a sheen of perspiration as he moved to the disco beat. The colored spotlights flashed across him, illuminating the brief garment that barely covered his loins. The material pressed against his cock, which he could feel had become somewhat enlarged from the friction of the cloth as he rotated his hips with the music.

He could almost feel the eyes of the audience caressing his flesh. Moving to the edge of the platform, he watched as hands reached up to brush against the pouch holding his soft bag of tender jewels as fingers inserted folded currency into the narrow belt that circled his waist. He felt his dick growing, stimulated by the furtive touches of his admirers.

He moved back to the center of the platform, and slowly turned around to display all sides of his nearly naked flesh. His hands moved to rub slowly over his firm pectorals. His fingertips picked up moisture from the hollow of his neck, and brought it to the hard buttons on his chest.

He ran one hand down over the ripples of his abdomen, and rested it on the small patch of red cloth that covered his now firm dick. He tugged the material toward the left, fearful that the head of his cock might escape through that side. Bumping his hips to the disco beat, he pressed his hand onto the thin cloth stretched over his rod, released it, and pressed again. His other hand moved across his chest, flicking first one hard nub, then returning to the other.

He looked at the audience below the platform. Some stood with their lips parted, raptly watching his movements. His tongue flicked out to moisten his own dry lips. The pressure in his swollen cock caused him to stroke the material over it, back and forth. Feeling in control, he again danced over to the edge of the platform.

Hands ran up the inside of his thighs, brushing the narrow patch of cloth that barely covered his now firm ball sack. Another hand caressed the sensitive spot at the small of his back as a folded bill was tucked into the strap behind him. He felt a warm smooth hand roam slowly over his cheeks, as someone reached up in front and pressed firmly on the cloth over his clearly outlined hardness.

Feeling his cock jerk, he jumped back from the edge and tried to recover the beat at the center of the platform. He felt his tool tingle and twitch each time the material rubbed over it as he danced. His breath came more rapidly as the sexual tension mounted. His eyes gazed unseeing over the dance floor.

Still rubbing one hand across his now wet chest, he felt his other hand move, seemingly of its own volition, to grasp the cloth over his throbbing cock. He tightened his fingers and pulled on the covered organ, first up, then down. Out of control with the mounting tension, his hand rubbed along the shaft until it could take no more.

The audience gasped as they saw a damp spot appear at the corner of the patch of cloth. The next shot surged out onto the now immobile dancer's hip, as he threw his head back and closed his eyes. He groaned as another spurt of cream added to the viscous pool. The audience, many on the edge of their own excitement, watched in fascination as drops of the pearly liquid began to flow down his golden thigh.

Gradually, the dancer again became aware of his surroundings. He dipped two fingers into the puddle on his hip and brought them to his mouth and licked them clean. Smiling wryly at his grinning audience, he resumed his movement with the disco beat.

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The end.

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