"Baby, Janice invited me to an all male review on Saturday. I originally told her okay because I knew you wouldn't mind. She bought two tickets but now she can't go because Jerry is recovering from his knee surgery. I don't want to go alone and everyone is busy. Why don't you come? I promise I will make it worth your while. Besides you might learn some new moves," my sexy wife Karen teased.
She had invited me to go as a joke but I have always been comfortable with my sexuality and I had no problem going so I accepted her invitation.
We went out to dinner and had a few drinks with dinner. After dinner we headed to the bar where we continued to drink for another two hours before the entertainment arrived. When they arrived I was pretty drunk which explains what happened next.
The first dancer came out dressed like a cop. He was a well built guy in his mid 20's with dark hair. He quickly shed his outfit and danced around the room in a thong. The scene was pretty funny as the women hooted, hollered and whistled as he dance. He moved from one woman to the next and ground and danced with each of them. He moved over to dance with my wife and she looked at me and laughed.
The dancer turned my wife around and stood behind her. He grabbed her hips and positioned her so she was on her hands and knees with her head towards my lap and her ass facing him. He began thrusting against her as he simulated fucking my pretty wife while her head rested on my now semi erect cock.
The DJ played it up and the women ate it up. They all yelled and screamed as the well built dancer and I pretended to double team my wife.
Finally he backed away from my wife and took a hand full of singles from her hand. He leaned in and kissed my wife on the cheek as she whispered something in his ear. He smiled and nodded as he moved in front of me.
I didn't know anyone there except my wife so I decided to be a good sport. I pulled a $5 out of my pocket and the crowd went crazy.
The dancer swung his hips and gyrated toward me just as he had for all the ladies. He got closer and closer until his package was less that a foot from my face. He pulled the thong away from his tight rippled abs and motioned for me to put the money in it.
I played it up for the crowd and I waived the bill around as he gyrated his hips closer to my face. I could smell a mix of his cologne and his natural scent as his shaved muscular body swung inches from my face between my spread legs. I reached out and held his thong with one hand and reached inside with the other. My fingers grazed his cock as I stuffed the bill into his thong. His cock was huge. It hung six inches and it was flaccid.
"God damn," I whispered softly as he smiled. Then he did something that shocked the hell out of me and made the crowd go crazy.
The dancer took my head in his hands and pulled my face toward his silk covered cock as the women in the room screamed and hollered. I could feel the warm flesh through the thin fabric as he ground his pelvis against my mouth. It was that moment that I realized that this had gone beyond being a lark and I was a willing participant. What was more; I was enjoying the sensation of his muscular stomach bumping against my forehead. Somewhere deep inside of me a switch was thrown. I had never entertained a conscious homosexual thought in my life but at that moment I wanted his cock. I parted my lips discretely and licked his dick through the material as I wondered what it would be like to take it into my mouth. I didn't have to wonder for long.
The dancer pulled his thong to the side as the women formed a tight circle around us to block outside eyes. I parted my lips as though I had done it a thousand times and he fed me his rapidly growing cock. I felt his head slip past my lips and I tasted his salty yet sweet precum.
