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Dancing at The Grapevine  

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10 posts
2/21/2021 11:22 am
Dancing at The Grapevine

I loved dancing at The Vine...

88...I was 23, looked young for my age, swimmers body, long heavymetal hair and completely clean shaven from adams apple to toes. A stereotype Twink in that day.

The cage I danced in was flimsy. so I couldn't rock out all crazy. The club played electropop early in the evening. I wore a g-string and just danced "on the spot" letting my meat swing. It was impossible to maintain a hard on all night, so when I was in a G-String I was usually flaccid.

At things changed - the music switched to more Goth or Standard Metal, and I could get naked.
I LOVED getting naked for all those<b> drunk </font></b>guys. They'd stare at my genitals and some would beat off. They couldn't touch or the club bouncer/coke dealer would throw them out. I couldn't arrange "dates", so instead would just ask them to stick around until the end of the night (they'd usually be too hammered to do anything then)
I almost always was hard or semi-hard after because I just loved dancing naked for these guys so much and the music was great to move to.

Soon I was asked to dance solo on The Big Stage.
That was a dream.
The first night, at , the music started. I did one tune wearing a pair of briefs, but had to take them off as my boner was stretching them and poking out the side.
On comes the tune "Lagartija Nick" Bauhaus. My favourite cock rock music. The sound guy knew that and cranked it.

The music is blasting.
Almost 5 Guys are yelling and hooting and whistling and screaming...
I'm naked....hard....rocking.....
AlI feel is the heat of the lights on me. and the blood coursing through my cock, which is so hard it feels like a cooked sausage about to burst its casing.
I'm dancing to the frantic music, cock swaying, bouncing and throbbing....
All I feel is my cock.....


I spontaneously, hands free, blast four huge spurts of cum - right out into the crowd.
The crowd is absolutely shrieking....

I thought I was going to be fired.

but I didn't get fired.
I became The Weekend Dancer.
....but I never came on an audience again.

Man, I miss those days.
These vids were taken Rob, who also missed those days, and wanted me to try yo recreate it for him.
But the decades took their toll.

I love to dance naked for men, to have a man look at my body and genitals and like what he sees.


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