Club Mystique The men of Mystique were in the dressing roo..

Club Mystique The men of Mystique were in the dressing room getting ready for the nightly show. They were expecting a busy weekend night, with over a 100plus women at the strip club that night. There were about a dozen male dancers that performed at the club and another dozen waiters, bar staff, bouncers, and stage hires. Ms. Mystique had personally interviewed and hired each man for their exotic looks and flawless muscular bodies. The club became legendary for the beauty of its men. There wasn’t a man working at the bar that had a bit of excess fat on their chisel bodies. Over the years Club Mystique popularity grew and some say it became an institution in town. Adonis walked through the backstage door of the club, with his gym bag in hand. He passed the other strippers, in various stages of undressing out of their street clothes, into their show outfits. They each greeted him as he made his way to his locker in the dressing room. He dropped the bag by his locker and pulled the rubber band from his ponytail hair, letting his long black hair fall over his boulders-like shoulders. Adonis then reached into his gym bag and pulled out a prescription bottle, taking a little blue pill out of the bottle and popping it into his mouth. He knew that by the time of his act he would be rock hard for the ladies, thanks to the viagra. Adonis didn’t really need it. He was a virile stud and he loved women, but the harder he was when dancing the more dollar bills he got stuffed in his g-string. He then peeled off his black Gucci t-shirt. His body was chisel like a Greek sculpture, smooth, hard, and sculpted. Adonis then checked himself in the mirror, making sure he didn’t need to shave his body before going on stage. He was pleased with what he saw, he had just come from the gym and his body was pumped. Adonis lived a very comfortable life and supported two kids from an ex-girlfriend from his tips as a dancer and his day job as a fitness trainer. Adonis saw through the mirror Enrique approaching him in only a bright yellow g-string. “Yo man,” Adonis turned and they gripped each other’s fists pulling each other into a bro hug. “How was the cougar you left with last night,” Enrique asked in his thick Brazilian accent, slapping Adonis on the shredded muscle layered back. The hot Brazilian dancer’s 10 inch cock was being pushed out straight by the cock ring around its base and the stretched spandex thong. “Man, she was fine and wild,” Adonis laughed. “I fucked her all night,” he placed his hands in front of his packed crotch and thrusted the air. Both strippers laughed. “Best thing is she is loaded, well her husband is. But he’s out of town all the time and she’s always horny and looking for a boy toy to spoil.” “Way to go, man,” Enrique laughed. Enrique was married and his wife had no problems with women groping and fondling him, and him rubbing his hard body and cock against them. In fact, he met her at Club Mystique. As long as he doesn’t sleep with other women, she is fine, especially with all the money he makes from stripping. Adonis kicked off his heavy expensive biker boots, and then undid his black tight fitting pants. He pulled them down his long muscular legs, exposing the tiny pair of briefs that barely covered his muscular bubble ass. Women loved his big ass. It wasn’t fat but firm and round. You can literally bounce a quarter off it. Enrique turned around and started to rub some oil on his body. The Brazilian’s smooth ass cheeks were like two smooth bowling balls separated by a narrow stripe of yellow material. Both of the strippers were smooth from the neck down. Adonis hooked his thumbs into his briefs and peeled them down. His 8 inch soft cock popped free and hung in front of his thick thighs. Carlos, the youngest stripper at Mystique, came up to the two taller men. His track pants were snagging, showing off his American flag speedo that was stretched across his compacted bubble ass. “Guys, you heard? Mystique is selling the club,” his Spanish accent was strong. He had an innocent boyish look to him, but on the stage he could get quite wild. Women loved the contest between his boyish features and steamy Latin moves. “Where did you hear that from,” Enrique and Adonis both stopped oiling their bodies and asked in unison. “The bouncer Thed told me. Him and the other security guys met the new owner. Said the guy was gay,” Carlos added. Just then Hank, the MC and host for the shows, came backstage with two of the bouncers. The large bodybuilding bouncers were rolling a cart filled with bottle waters and began to hand out the bottles as the strippers gathered around. “Guys, I have bad news to announce. Ms. Mystique has sold the club.” There was a lot of grubbing and questions being thrown to Hank. Hank held up his hands to get their attention, “The new owner is revamping the format of the bar but he wants to keep each of you on.” Apollo, a dark hair Italian juice head that was dressed in a sleeveless police uniform, yelled, “what does “revamping the format” mean.” There was more grubbing from the dancers. Hank paused, then continued, “the new owner is making the club for a gay strip bar.” “What?!” “Fuck no.” “I’m not going to give a dude a lap dance,” Connor, a blonde shredded stud with a thin mustache and pierced nipples, yelled. Connor was in a heavy firefighter jacket over a tiny thong. Iconally he was a real life firefighter in his day job. He received a fist bump from Apollo. “My wife would kill me if I danced for men,” Enrique yelled. “Count me out,” he said and took a drink of the water. There were shouts in agreement with Enrique. “The owner will give each of you a $1,000 signing bonus if you stay on. I have already talked with the other workers and they all had agreed to stay,” Hank yelled over the dancers' protests. “Fuck the money, we not going to perform for fags,” Scotty yelled throwing the towel from around his waist at Hank, leaving the bodybuilder naked. Adonis was agreeing with his fellow strippers and was about to put his clothes back on and leave in protest but he suddenly felt woozy. In fact, the other dancers started to grow quiet as their protests faded. One by one the dancers were sitting down on the benches as they became dizzy. Hank then turned and nodded to the two bouncers. The bouncers pulled out visor headsets and began to put the helmet-like devices over each stripper’s head, covering their ears and eyes. Soon the muscular younger men were moaning in pleasure as their minds were bombarded with subliminal measures. Most strippers were motivated by money. The subliminal messages were geared to that motivation. “Men tip more than women when they are aroused” “Getting more tips make you so horny” “It feels good making other men happy for bigger tips.” “More you pleasure men the more tips you get, the more tips you get the more turn on you are” “It is good to pleasure men” “Your body is built to please other men” “Your muscles need to be worshipped and used.” “Money is your reward for obedience” Over the next couple of hours, every muscle god was rock hard. Some were even leaking pre-cum from their throbbing cocks. Drool ran from their mouths as their minds were rewritten. Images of naked male strippers giving lap dances to other men and taking cocks up their asses and down their throats filled their eyes. Hank walked up before Adonis and stared down at Mystique's star performer. He was the oldest man working at the club. Hank was once the star dancer and lover for Ms. Mystique but when he got older and Ms. Mystique found out he was bisexual, he was pushed aside by studs like Adonis. Because he was still popular with the women and had a special space in Mystique’s heart, he was relegated to the MC position instead of being let go. However, he was left bitter. When Dr. Stone approached Hank and asked for his assistance to take over the club and its famous sexy studs, Hank readily agreed. He betrayed his former lover and sent her packing. Hank smirked at his once rival and boldly reached his hands out to stroke Adonis’s pecs. The muscular straight stud opened his mouth to let out a moan and Hank pushed his finger into Adonis’s mouth. The younger dancer began to instinctively suck on the older man’s finger. “That’s a good boy,” Hank whispered. As Adonis sucked on one of his fingers, Hank reached his other hand down and gripped Adonis’s large cock through his briefs. Adonis groaned around the finger as his trapped cock was groped and squeezed. The cock felt huge against his hand. Hank couldn’t wait to fuck the sexy stud. (To be continued)