Silken Room Key

I went back to Uncle Alex's after I finished up at my dad's house. My mind was still racing about what had just happened. Dad met mom at an orgy? Dad and his brother used to suck each other off for an audience. Well I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I was getting ready for tonight. I thought about Tommy said about guys smelling other guys on you and that driving them wild, but I am not about to walk around smelling like piss and dry cum all the time. I got in the shower and got really good and clean. I got out and started rubbing myself down with a really nice smelling lotion. I rubbed a generous amount all over my ass.

"You want me to do your back?" I didn't immediately recognize the voice.

When I turned around it was Carl watching me through the doorway with hungry eyes.

"Sure," I said as I handed him the bottle of lotion.

Then I turned back to the mirror and put both hands on the sink so that I bent over a little at the waist. Carl quickly took off all his clothes and then stepped up behind me. That shocked me a little. I had not expected that. I had started thinking of him as my uncle's boyfriend and didn't know if Alex would see this as cheating. This morning had been a group thing, this was just me and Carl.

"You nervous about tonight?" Carl asked as he started rubbing lotion on my shoulders.

"Yeah a little bit. The thought of being on stage while a bunch of men stare at me kind of turns me on though," I admitting.

"You have nothing to worry about. Even if all you did was stand up there and take your clothes off those horny bastards will cream their shorts." He pressed his cock up against my ass as he said this, "You are so hot, just you naked on that stage is all any guy needs to open up his wallet and pour all of his cash out on you."

His hands had worked their way down to my ass. He was now rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks and squeezing them together with his hands.

"That sounds really hot," I moaned. He was really turning me on.

"Remember to lay down in front of them. They like to lay money out on your naked body. The guys aren't allowed to whip their cock's out and cum on you, so they do it with dollar bills. So remember to act like they are cumming on you when they dump money on you," I instructed me.

"I guess if I can't have cum, money will have to do," I joked.

"Make sure you lube up your asshole before you go out there, When you bend over in a guys face if you hole is wet and ready to fuck it will drive them wild," He explained.

My ass was already slick with lotion and his hard cock was rubbing right on my asshole as he said this. We were so close to fucking that it was really driving me crazy. The longer he rubbed his hands and cock on me the more I wanted him to reach down and push his cock inside me. Sucking my dad's cock had already got me super horny, now Carl is teasing me. I'm going to go insane if this keeps up.

Suddenly he just stopped. He stepped away and spanked my ass. "You're going to be amazing up there tonight. I'll see you there!" and just like that he put his clothes back on a left the apartment.

I was so turned on, and now I'm alone. I thought about when I fisted my ass in that dark corner of the club yesterday. That isn't helping. I don't want to just jerk off in the bathroom. Okay well I guess I will just have to use that frustration on stage. It is time to get over there.

Chapter 25

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I put on a simple but sexy pair of tight blue jeans and a tight T-shirt. Then I grabbed my bag that had all the things that I picked up at the adult book store earlier. Uncle Alex stepped out of his bedroom.

"Oh hey, are you on your way to Tommy's place?" He asked.

"Yeah, my first shift," I replied.

"You nervous," He asked.

"Just a little bit."

"You'll be great. Mind if I watch you tonight? I was planning on going over there anyways because Carl has to work tonight."

"I would love it. I think it might help to have someone friendly in the audience."

"Cool, see you there then," He said as he gave me a little pat on the ass as I walked out of the apartment.

I got to the Toolbox about an hour before the club opened. I walked in and Carl was behind the bar wiping out glasses. He waved and I walked over to him.

"So what do I do now?" I asked.

"First stop for the dancing boys is the dressing room. Let me show you were that is, and I'll introduce you to the other boys," He said as he walked around from behind the bar.

He lead me through the main club area, there was a large main stage and smaller side stage. The bar was to closer to the side stage. Then there was a DJ booth, the stairs up to Tommy's office and those other doors that I don't know what is behind. Then behind the main stage is the dressing room. It was much brighter in the dressing room than out on the main floor. There were six other guys in the dressing room when we walked in. Carl introduced me everyone. Then said, "Guys this is...Oh yeah you have to have a stage name. No one uses there real names here. It's a precaution. What do you want your stage name to be."

"I...I don't know."

"Should call that little blonde bitch Goldilocks!" One of the other dancers yelled. But I didn't see who.

Yeah maybe if Goldilocks had gotten fucked in the ass by all three bears and not been so goddamn picky about it. I didn't like it.

Carl twisted a lock of my blonde curls around his finger and then said, "Well you seem to be good at getting lucky, how bout we call you Lucky?"

"Sure, sounds good to me," I responded.

"Boys meet Lucky," They barely looked my direction, They were all busy doing one thing or the other.

"Lucky, why don't you shadow Dallas for a little while. He will get you settled in," He pointed at a young man sitting in front of one of the mirrors putting on makeup.

Dallas was really gorgeous. He had long wavy brown hair with streaks of blond. His body was slim but he had great muscle tone. He was only wearing a jock strap. He wasn't a bear in the way this Goldilocks was used to. He was bare alright though. No hair anywhere I could see. He turned around when he heard Carl say his name, his stage name I guess.

"Let me get a good look at you," Dallas said as I stepped closer to him. "Take it off," He said sounding rather bored.

I did as he said. I was getting more used to taking all my clothes off just because a guy told me to. I stripped all the way down.

"This will be your station and your closet will be right here," He pointed at a free standing closet. "You can put all your stuff in there," He added.

I did as he said. Putting the bag of props and costumes as well as the clothes I had just removed in there.

"Let me give you a tour while I lay out the ground rules," He took my hand and lead me out of the dressing room totally naked.

"First, don't walk around here naked while we are open. I am just doing this now because you need to get comfortable with this place. We want to be sexy and we want the clients to pay to see more. So leave something to the imagination."

He lead me over to the bar, "You know Carl already, he will take care of you. Don't get drunk on your shift. Sounds easy but the Hard-ons will keep buying you drinks. Always accepted the drinks, it's rude to say no and the club makes more money. Carl will make them really weak and just don't really drink all of them. Act like you are drinking then leave them on the bar. It is good to act a little drunk too. It makes the Hard-ons think that they have a chance with you."

After he said all this he turned and gave Carl a twenty dollar bill.

"And always tip your bartender, tip them big and make sure the Hard-ons see it, it makes them tip bigger."

Then Dallas lead me to the front of club. There the giant Alexi was looking down at a clipboard and writing something down with a pencil.

"Lucky, this is Alexi, if Carl is your first line of defense. Alexi is your last. He is the head bouncer. So he takes care of any guy that gets out of line."

Alexi looked up and then I saw him recognize me.

"Hey! Hows your ass feel today?" He said.

"Wanna find out?" I said turning around bending over a little.

"That was you? I heard about Alexi giving it hard to a boy at a gang bang last night! Everyone was talking about this morning," Dallas said.

"Yeah...it was a good party," I said. I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"I am starting to like this one. Maybe you have some real potential!" Dallas said as he grabbed my ass and gave it firm squeeze. "Whadda you say Alexi, you and me plow this little faggot good before we open the doors?" Dallas asked playfully as he made like he was fucking me.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you on your knees again," He said as he reached out and pushed me down firmly by the shoulder.

I dropped to my knees, his crotch was right in my face and he rubbed his cock through his pants.

"Sorry big boy, no time. I gotta get him ready for all the other horny perverts," Dallas interrupted as put a twenty dollar bill in Alexi shirt pocket and pulled me back to my feet.

"Do guys get out of line often?" I asked.

"Not really, see this is a members only club. That's why we get away with some of the things we get away with here. But that means that every guy in here had to fill out an application and show there ID to get in. So if they mess up once, probation. Mess up again. We never see them in here again." he explained.

He walked me over to The DJ booth near the main stage.

"Next up on the tour is Anthony. The DJ. You let him know what kind of music you want to dance to. He will also announce that you are about to dance and hype the crowd. So take care of him too. He handed him a twenty dollar bill, and without taking off his headphones Anthony blew him a kiss. He looked over at me then looked me up and down and winked at me.

"Be careful with that one, He has a huge cock and loves to fuck rough," Dallas warned me.

"I already kind of learned that. The hard way," I admitted.

"Wow, no wonder Carl called you lucky. Wait, has Carl...Carl is your uncles boyfriend. Holy shit! You are huge slut aren't you?" He said getting really excited.

I didn't know if I should feel embarrassed. The list of guys who have fucked me around here is rather long.

"I am also a bit of a slut. So I say that as one slut to another. Respect. I think you and I are going to be good friends. I do feel a little left out though."

He looked around and pulled me off to the side of the room. There was no one around. We still had a little while before the place opened.

"Show me what you got fag. You don't mind being called faggot do you? It gets said a lot around here. But no one means anything bad by it. It's just playful," He asked.

"It turns me on actually," I answered.

"Good, that means you are okay with who you are. Own it, you little faggot slut! Now on your knees and suck my cock!" Dallas said as he pulled his jock strap to one side and pulled his cock out.

I followed orders and dropped to my knees and swallowed his half hard cock. After I sucked him for a few minutes. He pulled me back up to my feet.

"That's enough, I don't want to cum before my shift starts. I need to keep this energy. I guess I left out the most important rule. Don't fuck with the clients. Never, no matter how much money they give you. No matter if you really want to fuck them. Fuck the staff, that's fine. But the only time you fuck anybody else around here is when Tommy tells you to," He said with a stern voice.

"Tommy tells us to fuck?" I asked, not quite understanding.

"Sometimes Tommy will have a friend in, or some business guy or something and he will gift one of us to them. So we suck em off, let em fuck us, whatever. Some of the guys are pervert dom's. So they like to tie us up. Spank our asses, suck our toes, piss in our mouths. You know kinky stuff. You like the kinky stuff?" He asked.

"I...Yeah I do." My voice caught in my throat.

My blood pressure must have spiked when he asked that. I got so turned on at the thought of it that I got a little dizzy. Gifted he said. Just the word alone made me excited. Dallas reached out and stroked my dick. It was sticking straight out at him.

"Just thinking about that dirty sex has you ready to fuck. You dirty little slut," He said in a husky voice.

"Sucking your cock got me pretty turned on too," I admitted.

He leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth.

"You and I should do a show together on stage tonight. That would really drive those horny bastards out of their minds. How would you like that?" He asked.

"I think I would love that," I responded.

"Doors are going to open soon. We should go get ready."

Chapter 26

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The Toolbox is not the kind of place that people line up outside waiting for the doors to open. I talked to one of the other dancers who's stage name is "Screw". He is a punk. Spiky blue hair, tattoos, bullet belts and wears a cool leather jacket. I liked him right away, me I don't think he thought too much about me, but he was friendly enough.

"No one even gets up on stage and dances until closer to ten or eleven. Most guys, know that they are going to loose a lot of money at a place like this so they try their luck at the bars and clubs first. See if they can take a guy home. Then come here after they strike out. So until the place fills in, we just hang out, flirt, look cute and chill with the regulars."

"Regulars?" I said.

"Yeah, mostly older rich fuckers. They show up early and leave when the place gets crowded. But they bring us gifts and tip really big so it really pays off to let them get a few feels in. Tommy might even tell you to take one to the back if they drop a lot of cash around here."

I was about to ask about what he meant, but as I started to speak he interrupted.

"Oh you should watch Peaches dance. He is a little twink like you. Peaches! Show the the new cunt your moves!"

Even though the place was mostly empty. A dancer known as "Peaches" got on stage and showed me one of his dance routines and gave me some pointers.

"Remember all you really have to do is look like you are having sex, and take off your clothes. throw in a few dance moves and the heavy breathers will like you just fine." Peaches said.

Everyone seems to have their own nickname for the patrons. He then pulled a big dildo out from a hiding spot on stage.

"You can use props too, you just can't actually stick it up your ass or we will get shut down. You can suck it though. I don't know why, but they don't care about that. He then danced with the big rubber cock. rubbing it on his crotch and ass. Then he put it on the stage and started sucking it.

"Make sure you are wearing enough layers too. You want to look sexy in your outfit and it should also show a lot of skin but you also want to have things to take off and reveal more. So things like jean shorts with panties on are great. Jock straps are great, but then you don't get to reveal your ass. So I like girls panties, but I am a little femboy so it works for me. Cowboy, he is more masculine so he does chaps and tool belts. You just need to find what works for you, and then it will be easy to expand. Start of simple and see what the guys hoot and hollar for. That is your look."

It was almost midnight now and the place wasn't packed but it was pretty hoping. I had on a tight tank top with a mudflap girl printed on it and tight little pair of black booty shorts that were a stretch material that really showed off my ass. Then I just had on simple pair of converse all-stars. Just trying to look cute and but not too much of anything in particular. I was just walking around the room while other guys were on stage. Flirting with guys, getting hit on and felt up. This wasn't like a strip bar for straight men, Alexi didn't give a shit if the guys got handsy with us and I had every inch of my ass thoroughly explored. A few had offered to buy me drinks and I let them. Gin and tonics seemed to work pretty well. Carl put almost no gin and the rest was actually just sprite. If I drink too many of these I'm afraid I will piss myself on stage though. Carl had told me that they were going to let the other boys dance before I got up there, so that I had a chance to watch and learn from them. I picked up quite a few pointers watching what they dancers did and how the crowd reacted. However the last boy was on stage now and I am up next. The nerves are starting to build and I can feel the butterflies starting to buzz around in my stomach. I walked over to the bar and got Carl's attention.

"Give me a shot of straight gin," I said, my voice a little shaky.

He poured the shot and handed it to me. My hand's shuck as I poured the awful pine tasting liquor down my throat. I've swallowed way worse.

"Don't be nervous, you are going to be great. There won't be one soft cock in this whole place," He said as he took the shot glass back from me.

The liquor went straight to my brain. Probably because my heart was beating out of my chest as I made my way back to the dressing room.

I changed into something that I thought would get the guys hearts pounding and cocks throbbing. I took off the panties I was wearing and put on a different pair of red panties, but these were special and had a little treat for the boys written across the my ass. Then I pulled on a pair of club shorts that I also got from the porno store that were black latex. When I pulled them up tight they crushed my balls. They were super tight and stretched across my ass. I oiled up the latex and my ass so everything was really shiny. I slipped on a black tank top and then put on a choker collar that I had also picked up yesterday. It is a black leather strap that says, "SLAVE" in shiny chrome on it. That should rev the engines of any dom guys in the crowd.

The song stopped and the dancer that was on stage finished up and scooped all the bills that were scattered around on the stage.

"Gentlemen and NOT so gentlemen, we have a real treat for you tonight. How would you horny PERVERTS out there like to see some fresh. New boy-pussy?" Anthony said over the PA system.

The crowd screamed all at the same time.

"Well put your hands together for this tasty little faggot we call LUCKY!!!" He screamed over the microphone.

The music blared but you could still barely hear it over the thunderous applause and screams of the crowd. No time to think though. It was time to shake my ass for all these horny perverts.

I strutted out on to the main stage with as much confidence as I could muster. I held my Head high and when I reached the end, I stopped and slowly turned around then bent just slightly at the waist so my ass poked out. I stood there for a second with my legs splayed wide. Letting them get a good look at my cute ass. Then I whipped my head around and looked at the crowd over my shoulder and spanked my ass as hard as I could.

I hadn't planned a routine before hand. When I heard how Anthony had hyped me up, and how much anticipation there was I knew I had to deliver. I also knew that my ass was what they wanted. So I gave it to them. I danced and swayed my hips back and forth letting my ass hypnotize the horny bastards. Till I could tell that I had every eye in the room trained on my ass. Then I pulled down my shorts and showed them all the little panties that said, "CUM SLUT" right across the ass. The room exploded. The screams again totally drown out the music. There where hoots and hollars, clapping and cheers as bills rained down on the stage. There were no more nerves. I felt more relaxed now on this stage than I had laying out by the pool at my dad's house today. I was in my element, and I didn't want this moment to ever end. This wasn't work. I don't need money to do this! This is a calling.
The money is cum, they are showering you with cum," I said over and over in my mind. I dropped to my knees and scooped up two handfuls of bills and sniffed it, huffed it. I thought back to being naked in the park. Fisting my ass because I was so turned on by the smell of money. My dick was leaking cum I was so turned on. And every guy in there could see the wet spot on my panties.

As I danced to the music I worked myself out of my shirt and pulled my shorts completely off until I was wearing nothing but the CUM SLUT panties. I strutted to the end of the stage where the guys crowded around to get as close as they could. Then I spun around and dropped to my knees bending all the way over till my face was on the ground. Then I started humping the air. My ass bobbing up and down like I was getting fucked by a huge invisible cock. I could feel the bills showering my ass as guys threw money on me. Then I pulled the panties down and let them stare right into my butthole. I kept pretending like I was getting rammed by an imaginary cock. The guys were crowded so close that I could feel their breath on my ass as they yelled about how they wanted to fuck my brains out.

Then I rolled over onto my back pulling those panties down and pulling out my cock and started stroking right there in front of everyone. My cock still leaking cum. The chorus of screams grew even loader and money bills covered me as I worked my cock. I thought about actually shooting my load for them. It wouldn't be difficult, I was right on the edge. But then I decided not to. I don't really know the rules yet.

The song ended and I pulled up my panties and quickly stuffed all the money down the front as best I could. Then I grabbed my shirt and shorts and turned and did a little bow before running backstage.

Chapter 27

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There was clapping and cheers from all the guys backstage. They all said I did a great job and that I was a natural. There was no jealousy or backstabbing with these guys they all really wanted to see each other do good and that was awesome. I was covered in sweat so putting my shirt and shorts back on was difficult. I needed to get back out on the floor while the guys where still drooling over my ass and try to get some private dances.

I saw Dallas on my way out of the dressing room. He locked eyes with me. He was smoking a joint. He handed it to me. I took the smallest hit I could. I have only tried it a few times.

"I knew you were going to be great but you did even better than I imagined. You are a natural. Come on let's go work that sweet ass on the floor." He said as he took my hand and led me back out to the floor.

The music was pumping and the laser lights were dancing across the whole place. It felt so...sexy in there. It was a place made for getting turned on. I had just pulled on my tank top, but not the shorts. So now I was only wearing my shirt, panties, choker collar and my all stars. Dallas and I worked the crowd as Screw danced above us on the main stage. Guys wanted to talk to us, they told us how good we looked, asked us out on dates. Hands explored everything they could reach. We didn't mind. I loved getting this much attention from this many guys. Especially when they are shoving money in my panties. I have found my fetish.

I saw the shopkeeper sitting at a table by himself. I walked over and did a little slow turn in front of him. Then bent over right in his face. I thought about him spanking my ass early today. I was so turned on right now. I reached back and slapped my own ass right in front of his face.

"There is no way this is actually your first time doing this." The shopkeeper said.

"No lie, first time, well with an audience. I have been dancing in front of mirror for a while." I admitted.

"That must be it. If I hadn't had my way with you earlier today I might take you up to one of the private rooms in back." He said.