Male stripper experiences/stories. [NSFW]

Alrighty, sometime ago I posted that I recently lost my stripper job and I revcieved a good number of messages wanting to know about, in particular, a snippet I said about how brides have sex with the stripper and their friends.

While in the previous post I did say that I would that I could recall about maybe 20 of the hundreds of parties that I performed at that the bride would even touch their friends. However a good number would involve a sex toy or two.

Now for something that actually happened, Maybe a year into my career I got a call from dispatch for a bachlorette party for the then up coming weekend. They told me they also paid for services so I should plan accordingly. At this point I've, if anything, always been considered a top. I've had anal sex a good handful of times but usually I was the one dishing it out.

So the day arrives and its me and 5 other guys. Its a decent croud maybe 30-40 people tops and a bride to be. I wait in the back/outside area waiting for the que to come in. A good 20 minutes pass and the guy before me heads out the door. I get ready to pop a Viagra but before I swallow it he stops me and says " I really don't think you might not need that; they brought toys" I'm thinking "why would they want me to use a strap on" and more similar thoughts. I head in and the heads turn towards me. Obviously half the crowd had been drinking but the more interesting part of the crowd was all huddled up in the center of the room, half clothed, on top of each other with a good 5 or so sporting strapons drilling everyone and everything. Me, Mr.Top connect the dots and shrivel up a bit. I dance and almost instantly eyes lock on to my body. "He's over here ladies!" And similar shouts were made and this lady wearing a strapon bigger than most men walks towards me with this weird earth crushing presence. She placed her hand on her toy and started to touch my chest with her free hand. She ask me if I needed lube or if I was ready to go. Me, not clearing my bowels, say yeah o could use some lube while awkwardly swaying to the generic background music. She nods and smiles and tells me to kneel. I do so and she tells me to "lube up" she wanted me to give her head, so I do and try to drench it in oceans of spit. She takes it out of my mouth and walks to my other end and rubs the head at my back door. I'm not doing to lie it felt good but unwelomed at the same time. At this time I realize she was a dominatrix but I couldn't do anything about it. I mention that because most places have a cardinal rule of thumb not to deal with other professionals.

About 10 minutes of intenseness and position swapping she stops and pulls out and motions for a friend to come over and the woman started to suck on the strap on. I'm assuming the dominatrix was the bride because she was ordering everybody around. I thought about joining in on the sex but I tuckered out decided to take a well deserved shit.

Later we ran the ladies name after we carded everyone for drinks and she was indeed a dominatrix. Had a backpage, craigslist and everything. She also was the one getting married so we let It slide. Her husband was a super top apparently and practically boarded up his backdoor.

So yeah there you go one experience of many. If you have any questions feel free to ask or message me if you like

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kcexz/male_stripper_experiencesstories_nsfw