I made my way through the dressing room. At this point it was all just part of the routine. I didn’t stare any longer than necessary. Nor did I act embarrassed it was all part of the routine. Besides it was nothing I hadn’t seen before. I heard the music. The pounding of sweet bubblegum pop as the other dancer on the schedule finished their dance.

Guys and Dolls was the name of the establishment. And despite its name. No actual dolls worked it. It was an all male strip clubs. With everything in between meaty hunks and cute little femboys.

A former college basketball player I had originally earned a college scholarship to play ball. But that had gone through when I broke my ankle. Still things had to move on. And somehow I had made my way to med school. But medical school was expensive as all hell.

And I needed to make ends meet. That’s how I ended up here. The money was good, and so long as I kept in shape I was always welcome. The tips were the best part, usually from middle aged ladies, and lonely guys who just wanted the fantasy. That’s all I was for most of them. After all not only did I have a girlfriend, but I was straight as could be.

Not that Rachel knew about this. If there was one thing she couldn’t know was that her boyfriend, who she had been with in a committed relationship now for over a year, was stripping for ogling men and women. No, as far as she knew I was a night guard at some respectable club.

“Hey fellas, it’s guys night tonight,” said Sam another dancer.

Others groaned they all knew what that meant. Men were much more grabby than women were. But I didn’t mind so long as they kept their hands to themselves. Usually men tipped better.

“Hey more tips for me,” I said with a smirk.

“Diego your up next,” the manager said.

I donned my cowboy hat. That was my gimmick. I was a cowboy. For some reason everyone went wild for that. When I came out in chaps, and a vest that showed off my rock hard abs. And a Speedo that showed off a massive bulge. It was the hat that made the outfit though. When I tossed that hat women and men went wild. And that was a nice ego boost.

Still this was only temporary. Much as I enjoyed it. It was all just temporary.

A soft guitar strum was heard. The fake spurs of one being heard as I place a hand on the fake gun on my belt. “Ladies and gentlemen,” a booming voice of the MC was heard, “Put your hands together for, Shooter!”

And I walk out. All swagger and style as I rose my eyes ever so slightly to look out into the crowd. A chorus of cheers as I slowly begin my routine.

Little did I know was that Rachel’s roommate was watching. And that their eyes grew hungrier by the minute. They knew just how much Diego would wish to keep this a secret. And a devious plan began to develop. Just how far would Diego go to keep it a secret.

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Thank you for reading. I do hope if you’re reading this you’re interested. I’m looking for a feminine literate guy who wants to play a little cheating story between me a male stripper paying his way through med school by stripping. And you my girlfriends feminine power bottom roommate. Why you’re there is up to you. Maybe he’s invited, maybe he’s starting out as a stripper or working the bar. Regardless I want us to have fun with the roleplay.

I’m looking for someone who can write reasonably well. I’m not a stickler for length. But one sentence responses don’t really do it for me. I want some detail.

I don’t mind third or first person. Both can be used to write great stories. And we don’t need to pretend one is better than the other.

I prefer to roleplay on reddit, either chat or message. So, be alright with that.

Some of my kinks include:

Femboys, Rough Sex, Oral sex, anal sex, cheating, blackmail, dirty talk, lingerie/cross dressing, assertive/power bottoms, pigtails, seduction, being filmed, almost or actually getting caught, teasing, straight to gay, badmouthing ex.

My limits are anything like water sports or gore.

So, if you’re interested come talk to me. I promise I don’t bite. Unless you want me to.