Cale (Walk of Shame #3)(3)

“Right here! Cale!”

I open my eyes and bring them down to meet the brunette below me that is eagerly waving a wad of cash above her head. Releasing the chains, I walk to the edge of the stage, grab onto the back of her head, and grind my crotch into her face before thrusting repeatedly. In no time my jeans are on the floor and I’m standing in nothing but my white, very see through, boxer briefs.

I grind slow and hard, making her reach around and shove her cash into the back of my boxer briefs, just above my ass crack. I feel her hands exploring my ass, so I reach behind me and discretely pull them away before jumping off the stage.

The screaming of the women gets significantly louder as soon as my feet hit the main level. It’s almost the end of my performance, and tonight I’m ending it with a little something special.

Making my way through the crowd I stop in front of the redhead that is hopefully going to help clear my head later. Straddling her lap, I sway my hips while running her hands up my bare chest, before pushing them down my body and stopping at the waist of my briefs.

I hear a little gasp escape her lips as I release her hands, letting her explore while I grind on her as if I were fucking her deep and hard; very deep and hard.

Smirking, I stand up from her chair before turning the other way and doing a quick handstand so that my cock is in her face. I begin to thrust my hips, swaying them around in a circle as the music speeds up, ending my performance.

All the women go wild as I grind my hips one more time and end it with a thrust to her face, before maneuvering my way back to my feet. Looking down at the ground, I focus on catching my breath, noticing all the cash surrounding me. Even with my head fucked up and lost somewhere else, my body still knows exactly what to do.

Walking away, I head over toward the back room to change, as Kash, the new kid, cleans up my stash of money. He showed up about a week ago asking for a job, so Lynx, the new owner, decided to make him our grunt for a few weeks first just to mess with him.

I’m standing here naked, just pulling a fresh pair of jeans on when I hear Kash step into the room and slap the pile of bills onto the table.

“Holy shit, bro.” He slaps the money down a few more times and grins as I button my jeans and throw my white tee on. “Those girls are fucking insane. I’ve never seen such horny women in my life. This is a damn dream job. I swear my cock got grabbed at least five times just now.”

Grabbing my tip money from Kash I grin and slap five twenties down into the palm of his hand. He hasn’t seen shit yet. “Yeah, well you better be prepared to work that stage next week, rookie. You gotta learn to shake that cock of yours first. You’ve got some major shoes to fill.”

He nods his head while stuffing the cash into his back pocket. “I already know how to work it, bro. No worries.”

“Alright, man.” I slap his back. “I’m getting out of here. I’ll see ya later.”

“See ya,” I hear him say right as I push my way back out into the crowd of women. It only takes me a few seconds to spot the sexy little redhead from earlier. She’s watching me as if she’s been waiting for me to come back out.

The cute little brunette that I was grinding on earlier is with her, sipping on her drink as they both eye fuck me all the way up to the bar.

Sara shakes her head and slides a draft beer across the bar top. “Damn Cale. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you work it like that on the stage.” She wipes her forehead off and waves her hand as if slinging sweat off of it. “So good tonight, baby.”

I give her a half smile and reach for the frosty glass. “I have a lot on my mind tonight. I guess I was zoning out.” I tip back the glass and let the refreshing liquid cool me off. I’m still sweaty from the show and all of my clothes are practically plastered to my wet body, irritating me.

“Yeah, well . . .” she tilts her head toward the right. “Those two girls definitely liked what you had going on tonight. It looks like they’re about ready to rape you before you even get a chance to finish that beer off, babe.” She rolls her eyes and dries off a glass. “Lucky dick. Those bitches are hot.”

A few second later I feel a hand on each of my shoulders, before the brunette appears on my right and the redhead on my left. I don’t even bother looking at them as I speak. “Ladies.” I guzzle back my beer and toss down some cash for Sara. “Later, Sara.”

Sara just waves me off as she gets called over by a small group of women. Shoving my wallet back into my jeans, I turn and walk through the crowded bar, not surprised to hear the sound of heels clicking against the floor behind me.