Calvin was finishing up his last repetitions of the day in the local gym looking into the floor to ceiling mirror and what he saw maybe him very happy.
A six-pack looking stomach is one of the main draws for a male stripper his boss and mentor told him when he started out a few years back. You'll want to work your abs more frequently, and harder, than your other muscles. Do abs five to six times a week, making sure to hit the upper, lower, and oblique abdominal muscles.
It's important to sculpt your whole torso, not just your pecs and biceps. Find a workout routine that rotates through biceps and triceps, chest building lifts, and shoulder and back lifts. Hit each set of muscles once or twice a week.
Guys who are new to working out tend to focus too much upper body, but your legs need to look good, too. Squats and leg presses are great for building muscle.
Don't underestimate the effects of a cardio workout his boss also said. Running, riding a bike, or using an elliptical or stair climber machine helps you trim any excess fat and get in shape. Strippers are constantly on the move, so anything that gets you moving fast is a good option.
As a stripper at one of the most famous strip clubs in London he had to work out every day to maintain his appearance, he had been a stripper for over 3 years now.
Calvin was 25 years old now he was very tall when comparing himself to most men at 6'3"and very lean yet with large shoulders. He was not just black he was almost jet black and his skin shined in the light he loved being a stripper, it paid well enough and he could have a new pretty slut to fuck almost every night if he wanted, life was good.
Tonight as with all nights the boss said "make sure any girl wearing a celebration sash gets preferential treatment is that clear guys".
"If the lucky lady is a bride to be, has a special birthday, whatever it is make sure to get them on the stage. When there on the stage make the dance good and erotic. It's good for business, all their friends will love it screaming for more action and wishing it was them. They will almost certainly tell all their friends and come again. That's the winning formula".
Tonight Calvin was playing the "Police officer" role the girls seem to love men in uniforms. Calvin looked around at the screaming audience of ladies and grabbed the black haired lady near the front with "Happy 40
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Birthday" written on a gold sash over her shoulder shimming in the bright lights.
Calvin took her by the hand helped on to the stage and sat her down in a chair set up in middle.
He then proceeded to handcuff her wrists behind the chair. The woman playfully resisted at first but allowed him to restrain her to the chair. Calvin unbuttoned his shirt and swayed his hips back and forth in front of her to the rhythm of the music.
The girls in the room were whistling and giving catcalls as he twirled his shirt and threw it across the stage. Her friend came up behind him on the stage and started rubbing his bare chest as he had his hands behind his head and grooved to the music. She let her hands travel down to the button of his trousers. He offered no resistance as she undid the button and started to unzipped the fly before she was led back to audience by the concerned bouncers.
Calvin slowly inched his pants down making all the women anticipate what was underneath. After much teasing, he finally slid his trousers off revealing a tiny black thong much to the delight of all the females in the room. It left little to the imagination and there was even a strategically placed silver police design on the front that drew attention to his extra-large package.
This black Adonis had a perfect body. Calvin was well-muscled and black all over with kind of heathy shine over his skin. The girls started breaking out the pound notes and stuffing them in his tight thong as he continued to swivel his hips in front of them at the stage edge. The women on stage couldn't do anything but watch since she was still handcuffed to the chair. One woman got in front of him with pound notes between her teeth. Calvin didn't know how she did it, but she managed to expertly stuff the money deep down the front of his thong with her tongue.
Calvin danced over to the woman in the chair asking the crowd to clap along to the music and started giving her a lap dance as a slightly slower song came over speakers. His well-endowed package was just inches from her face. Calvin knew that the atmosphere of it all and having this gorgeous, nearly-naked hunk so close to her was making her feel deep sensations of lust as it always did.
After a few minutes of smooth erotic dancing where his body occasionally brushed up against hers, he then started to unbutton a few buttons of her blouse. The women almost started to protest but he could see she was curious to see where this was going to lead so he carried on.
Calvin undid a few more buttons on her blouse until it was free with the fact that her arms were restrained behind her back left her breasts thrusting forward in her tight bra.
She gave a nervous laugh looking at Calvin; he could tell she wasn't so sure about this. He almost stopped at this point but all the women were cheering him on. Calvin could see was feeling incredibly self-conscious now, particularly since her younger friend was seeing her in an exposed state.
Calvin grabbed his police baton and started tapping it in the palm of his hand, "Now what should we do with this?" he called out to the crowd.
The women were voicing their delight as he took the baton and started tracing the curves of her body with it pausing long enough to circle the firmness of her nipples, which were about to burst through the fabric of her bra. He then dragged up her skirt exposing even more of her milky thighs to him. Calvin applied pressure until her thighs spread open inch by inch. He then started rubbing the baton against her most secret place along crease of her tight panties. Calvin could see that she tried not to show much of a reaction but he was sure she let a slight moan escape her lips.
After all the teasing, he uncuffed her and an insane amount of sexual tension had built up between them.
Calvin loved the next part of the show; he grabbed a large white towel from the side of the stage and placed it over her head and around his hips so the audience could not see. He always wondered at this point what woman would do, he was pretty sure this one would not hold back. He was right as always.
She slowly at first ran her fingers down his body and she snaked a finger under his tight thong by the hip and slowly moved along the front until her fingers were doing a tickling motion underneath.
"Just remember the rules honey," he said to himself. The ladies we're not allowed to touch his private area. His boss would go mad if he saw what was going on.
Calvin felt fingertips brush ever so gently against his semi-erect shaft. Having complete control over his perfect body was making her get moist and wet as a hunger was starting to build in her pussy.
She then cupped his package, which was now precariously contained in his tight thong, and gently rubbed her hand along the satiny material. She could feel the outline of the head of his cock underneath the fabric. She slowly pulled his thong down his thighs and his cock flopped out right in front of her face almost hitting her in the eye. All the girls squealed with delight guessing what must going on under the towel. Calvin did a gestor with hand as though she was giving him a blowjob to the howls of laughter from the screaming ladies.
