This story will be different for me so please bare with me while I'm writing it. This story Idea came from CENTON JADE SLASH...thank you for the idea girl =) This story may contain dark sexual themes...and now onto...

Dark Butterfly:
A lost soul hungry for attention; lusting for needs to be filled; addicted to his or her own dark sexual needs and desires; hidden needs unknown; Searching for...longing for...?

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Phillip Brooks looked into the blue orbs of the young man who was servicing him. His gaze fell onto the luscious lips of the man above him, he longed to kiss those lips, but he knew the man would not permit it. The large handsome man thrust his cock into him gently like a lover would. Phil's loving nature longing to care for the younger man, claim him for his own. Phil Brook's knew John was younger than him but he still wanted to marry the man he paid for, one day.

"Aahh so tight Punky, always so tight for me." John cooed in the ear of his latest client. John pushed his cock deep into the man who made him smile and treated him like gold. John only wished he could love the man below him, but he wasn't made for what Phillip Brooks wanted to give him. A home and a family of his own, John just wasn't cut out for the domestic lifestyle.

"Yes al, always tight for you." Phil replied as he lightly touched John on the side of his face. Phil was a lonely man who was looking for someone to love and care for, he longed for it to be the man above him. John looked into Phil's sad eyes and saw something in them. Something that frightened his very soul. Love.

John closed his eyes and sped up his thrusts it was not very often he wanted to feel the rush of his fleeing seed, but the look in Phil's eyes had him racing to the end. "AAHHH damn Dark Butterfly, fuck so full!" Phil cried out at John's thrusts. Phil's eyes widened at John's sudden change in movement. Phil took hold of his member and as John came pleasured himself to completion, his seed shooting on his chest. John immediately pulled out and climbed off the bed.

"When can I see you again?" Phil asked as he sat up on the side of the bed. Phil reached out and pulled the used condom from John's now flaccid cock. "You didn't have to do that for me." John said softly. "I know but I love doing things for you. I love you my butterfly, I wish you would let me take care of you." Phil spoke from the heart.

"Punk I...I have to go or I will be late for the club. My bosses do not like it when their strippers are late." John said, he hated to say it like that but he needed to remind Phil that he could never belong to him, not completely. Phil just looked lovingly at him and picked up his wallet. "Same time on Monday?" Phil asked hopeful that John would be there. John reached out his hand and Phil handed him his money. "Yeah same time, you are paying for my services after all." John said and picked up his clothes.

Phil watched John dress and longed for the day John could stay in his arms. John never looked back as he walked out of the door to Phil's cozy home. John walked up to his navy blue 1969 Camero with black leather seats and climbed in. He pulled out his wallet to put the money he sold himself for inside. Before he closed it he looked at the photo that he secretly held dear. It was a photo of him and Phil at the park...A day John pretended to be someone else, someone he could only be with the man he knows as CM Punk.

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John stood backstage in the dressing room at the club he now worked for, The Midnight Seduction. He was twisting his hands nervous, yet excited about taking the stage and showing his naked self for all the world to see. OK maybe not the world but the men he so desperately needed. John needed to feel the humiliation he craved it! It was like food to him. This was going to be only the seventh time he had taken the stage and lived out one of his many fantasy's.

John had just turned 18 two months ago and had his best friend find someone to forge a ID for him showing that he was 21. That was the only way he could do what he so badly thirst for, his inner demons craved it, to be looked upon by men to see how they would react when they saw his body for the first time as he took off bits of clothing exposing himself to them.

He knew from the moment he saw his brother naked that he was gay even if he was only eleven he knew. His brother was undressed for a shower and John accidentally walked into the bathroom not knowing it was occupied. Seeing that beautiful cock hanging made his mouth water. Knowing it would be forbidden to touch it he walked into his bedroom, stripped down and jacked off for the first time.

"Dark Butterfly?" A gentle voice asked from behind. John stared in the mirror looking to see who was behind him. "Yeah, can I help you?" John asked the man with the two dozen roses in his hand. No one at the club knew what his real name was, the only ones who knew was the owner Glenn Jacobs aka Kane and the co-owner Glenn's brother Mark Calaway aka Taker.

"These arrived for you and I was asked to let you know that Kane wants to see you." Evan said in his usual gentle voice as he handed John the expensive roses wrapped in a thick gold chain. Evan was one of the smallest dancers in the club, he had been working for the brothers for two years now. Rumor had it that Glenn had found Evan beaten up in the back alley behind the club and took him in, cleaned him up, nursed him back to health and then placed him on stage, then on his knees.

It was well known that the brothers sometimes used the dancers for their own personal gratification. Evan loved it though, he had fallen in love with the two large men and never looked back. "Um alright, but I was suppose to go on next." John said as he smelled the roses. John didn't have to read the card to know who they were from, he knew who sent them, Wade Barrett. Wade was one of his regulars who frequented the club often. He was a very wealthy man, the owner of forty jewelry stores named "Alexanders".

John was going on fifth out of ten dancers, he was gradually grinding his way to number ten. John couldn't wait to be the main attraction, it meant more money and it also meant more men and women would be in the club to lay eyes on him. John was an exhibitionist and he loved it. "I know but Cody is going on instead." Evan replied. John gave Evan a look of confusion. "I don't know that either." Evan stated. He knew John was going to wonder why the main attraction was going on in his place.

Cody Runnels also known as Rhodes was the main event for the past two years. He had came from a small Kentucky town and was led into a world of drugs and crime, Mark had found him down on his knees in a seedy club. The club that was now owned by the two brothers. Mark was scoping out the place to purchase when he walked in on Cody struggling to take a big cock into his mouth. The cock belonged to the owner of the club at the time, Alberto Del Rio.

"Thank you, I will be right there." John said as he looked himself over one more time. He smiled at his reflection. He was confused as to why Kane and Taker wanted to see him. John loved the reflection that looked back at him. He sat the roses down onto the make up mirror table and ran his hands over his bare chest and abs, then down to his thong covered cock. He groped at the black leather with red hearts just to get a slight bulge. He hadn't dressed in his cupid outfit yet and stood almost naked in front of the mirror and Evan. Evan licked his lips as he watched John build his package.

"You like what you see Poodle?" John asked. Poodle was the stage name Evan Bourne went by. Evan nodded his head yes then finally turned away and walked out the door. John chuckled and picked up his white sweat pants. John chose white so his thong would be visible through the material. He put them on, rolling them down at the waist just below the v cut.

John turned around and checked out his ass, wanting to make sure just a bit of the thong was showing in the back. He couldn't help but run his hands over the globes of his ass cheeks. John smiled loving the way he looked. His blue eyes shined and his dimples popped as he left the dressing room. Barefoot he made his way down the hall, the envious eyes of a few dancers looking at him.

A gentle knock was heard on the door at the end of the hall. "Enter!" Came a deep voice. A voice that made John shiver in a good way. The man that the voice belonged to wasn't the sexiest man but his voice always made John twitch below. John looked down at his crotch, chest and abs one last time. He tweaked his nipples to make them stand out. He wanted to look delectable for the men he worked for.

John opened the door to the office. The office was massive with two large desks and a bar with four bar stools. A black leather couch and matching chair sat by a faux fire place. There was an armoire that held various sex toys and costumes. Two mirrored doors lead to the master bathroom that sat off to the other side, in perfect view of the leather couch.

"You wanted to see me Sirs?" John asked looking at the two men. The brothers held a domineering air about them and a look that could bring a strong man down to his knees. Their auras screamed dominance and strength, you had to look deep into their eyes to see the humanity, if you could hold eye contact long enough to catch a glimmer of it.

After several silent moments John began to get fidgety. The silence from the brothers beginning to unnerve him. "Have a seat on the couch John." Kane spoke and rose up from his chair behind the desk. Mark smiled watching the nervous air about John. John swallowed the lump in his throat and walked over to the leather couch. As brave as he tried to appear, it was quickly faltering. The bosses only asked you to sit down if you were in trouble or so he was told.

"Sit John." Mark stated and John wasted no time in doing as he was told. Glenn took a seat beside of John and placed a hand on John's large thigh. "John you have been here for over a week now. Long enough to make your presence known. You will be going on last tonight. One of our more prestigious clients have requested to see you. He has paid a lot of money to see you up there on stage and you better not let him down. I want you to oil up your cock tonight, make it glisten." Glenn said as he motioned for Mark to walk over to them.

Mark stood up from his desk and walked over to the armoire. He picked something up from it and walked over to his brother. "John stand up and lower your thong, I will be applying the oil to your cock and scrotum." Glenn instructed. John tried not to get hard at the statement but knew it was bound to happen. The idea of his bosses seeing his cock and touching it, made the delicious heat begin to rise.

John stood up and proudly lowered his sweats. He wanted to let them see what he intended on wearing. Mark and Glenn loved the fact that John was fearless and not afraid to show off what God had blessed him with. "Lower your thong now, Mark would you please open the oil." Glenn asked. "Turn around first John." Mark stated, John happily complied. "Kane I think we should use the oil with red glitter it would look hot when the lights hit it." Mark said. Mark was the one who took care of the final touches to all of the dancers costumes. They had to meet his approval before they hit the stage.

Glenn smiled at his brother and waited for Mark to hand him the oil he suggested. Mark opened the bottle handing the oil to Glenn, then placed his hand on John's penis lifting it up gently so Glenn could begin rubbing the glittered oil onto John's ball sack. John tried to will his dick to stay calm as Glenn massaged the oil onto his balls, Glenn handled John's jewels like they were porcelain glass.

Mark smiled at Glenn as John's cock began to expand in his hand. Both brothers were amazed at the look on John's face. Most dancers were embarrassed or appalled at their need to make their cocks shine, John was not. John looked blissful with lust and need to be touched. Glenn began rubbing the oil onto John's cock. Mark moved his hand to the back and gently began to rub the dancers left ass cheek. He could feel John tighten his ass at the touch.

John was lost in the sensations, he couldn't help but push forward into Glenn's large warm hand. Glenn removed his hand from John's hardening dick as Mark held out his hand. Glenn then squirted the oil into Mark's opened palm. John's eyes began to widen as Mark moved his hand back to John's ass again.

Mark slowly moved his hand to the center of the young mans bubbled ass. John's dick began to leak pre cum as Mark rubbed the glittered oil onto the crack of his ass. "Mmmn So tight back there. Hold still for me John, I'm going to insert my finger into your pucker so when you bend over tonight it will shine. Do you realize how much hotter that will make the men and women who look at you?" Mark asked.

John could only nod his head, he was trying his best not to cum at the sensations going through him. Mark pushed his finger deeper into John and twisted it around inside of him. "Do you like that John? Do you like the feeling of my brothers thick finger inside of you while I oil your cock, moving my hand up and down your shaft? Look how hard you are getting for us. Your a bad boy aren't you John?" Glenn asked. "Yes sir, I'm a bad boy. Oh God Please sirs! Your going to make me cum!" John whispered as he blushed. "Please what John?" Mark asked softly.

"Stop! Oh stop! No! Don't stop Oh Fuck Don't Stop!" John cried out as his balls began to tighten. Now he didn't care that it was his bosses getting him off he needed it! "Cum for us! Be a naughty boy and give us your seed. Come on naughty one CUM!" Glenn demanded. John lost it at the commanding tone in Glenn's voice, he could no longer hold back. He shot his load into Glenn's red glittery hand.

Glenn took his hand and wiped the cum onto a towel that he kept on a side table. The towel was used to wipe off the glitter and cum that always seemed to go with it when they oiled up their boys. John stood panting trying to catch his breath. Mark's finger was still deep inside of him. Wickedly Mark poked the nerve bundle one more time before pulling his finger out.

"Don't be embarrassed John all of our dancers come for us one way or another. You did very well. We do this to all of our top talent and tonight you are the top. Enjoy it John and if Mr. Barrett is pleased by what he sees you will remain in the top spot." Mark explained. John smiled hearing the name of the client that loved to ravish him with expensive gifts and nice diners. Wade Barrett always treated him like gold.

"Thank you sirs I won't let you down." John spoke shyly. Both Glenn and Mark smiled at John's sudden shyness. "Go now and give Mr. Barrett a show he won't ever forget" Glenn stated. John nodded his head and one hour later did just that. He seductively danced to the music as piece by piece he removed his clothing, stripping down to his thong for all the men and women to see.

John was rubbing his semi hard cock onto the pole when he first saw him. A man sat back in a corner, it was dark and all John could make out was his form and the black leather gloves on his hands. John couldn't understand why but he felt drawn to the mysterious man. He had never felt that way about any customer before. John was jolted from the pull by a whistle, he looked over and winked at the reason he was now the main event.

Wade sat watching as John swayed and danced provocatively. Wade nodded his head and John ripped the thong from his hardening cock. The customers cheered as John's manhood stood proudly. The man in the corner licked his lips. "You are mine tonight Dark one, and only mine." Randy Orton stated as he rubbed his own package...

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"Excuse me?" John asked as he dried himself off from his shower. "Be in room four in five minutes. You have a private showing." Cody stated coldly. "Oh OK" John replied. He understood what a private showing meant and couldn't wait to find out whose ass he was fucking tonight, the element of surprise turned John on more than anything. John's darkest fantasy's all held the element of surprise, his cock twitched at that thought.

Cody left the room and John checked himself out one more time. Now dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, he made his way down a hall to the back of the night club. He opened the door to room four and suddenly stopped.

"Come in and close the door." A voice came from the mysterious man John had seen in the corner. This voice made John freeze as his cock jumped and tingles of excitement filled his body. The room was lit by candle light and John could only make out the silhouette of the naked man who sat up on the bed. The man was leaning against the headboard and still wore the black leather gloves.

"I said close the door!" The voice rumbled. John complied and closed the door behind him. "Now strip for me!" John did as his client demanded. "You are mine tonight Dark Butterfly, and I will be the one making you fly!" Randy explained to the man he would capture. John stood stunned by what the man implied.

Randy reached over to a night stand and grabbed a bottle of lube. "Prep yourself for me, I want to see three fingers buried deep into your tight ass!" John jumped at the command Randy's voice making him weak. Randy slapped the bed with his hand and John immediately climbed onto his hands and knees. Randy licked his lips as he watched John lube up his fingers and stick them into his ass.

Randy lost it as John wasted no time inserting all three fingers into himself. "Harder, stretch yourself out for me!" John moved his fingers around inside his ass spreading his fingers to make himself wide. He could not believe he was doing this, John was Never on the receiving end.

Randy couldn't wait any more and claimed the ass that belonged to Dark Butterfly. He climbed in behind John and thrust his steely love muscle deep inside of the man he found alluring. John cried out in ecstasy he was lost with wanton desire as the man behind him probed at his love bundle. "Fuck so tight dark one, If I didn't know any better I would say this was your first time." John looked back and into the smokey gray eyes.

Randy released his hot liquid after several hard thrusts, it filled up the virgin tunnel he was in. John could feel the scruff of Randy's beard as Randy captured John's cock and began to milk it. The touch of the leather gloves making John harder than he had ever been before. "Mmmm I'm going to have so much fun breaking your virgin ass in, so many things I'm going to do with it, put inside of it, make you beg to cum for me! Would you like that dark one? Would you like me to do dirty things to you?" Randy asked the man below him.

"Fuck Yes! I want it! I want it!" John screamed as his cum shot out onto the sheets below. Randy took his hand and gathered the seed onto his glove covered fingers. He then stuck them into John's mouth. "Damn this is going to be so much fun!" Randy said as he feed John...

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