Three Makes a Sandwich part 1
Summary: Jack loses his job due to downsizing and is desperate. He sees an ad in the paper for exotic dancer and goes to apply.
Characters: Jack/Ennis/OC (though some might recognize him in another form)
Rating: NC-17 cause it's going to get hot.
He looked at the ad again 'male exotic dancer wanted' apply at Escapes. Jack had never done something like this before, but he'd lost his job as a salesman. The company had downsized and he was given the boot.
He was behind in his rent and already had several doors slammed in his face. He was desperate so when he saw the ad he figured what did he have to lose?
The club was dimly lit and he'd been directed to go to the office. A woman named Lureen Newsome owned the club.
"Well hello there handsome, come on in." she took a drag off her cigarette and Jack felt her looking him over like a piece of meat.
"What's your name?"
"Jack Twist, ma'am."
"Oh you can call me Lureen. So what brings you here?'
"I'm here about the exotic dancer job." He showed her the newspaper ad he'd been holding.
"Okay, sugar, you're gonna have to audition for my manger though." She got up from the desk and came over to take a closer look. "Nice." She whispered as she ran her hand over his shoulders, down his back and rubbed his ass. "You're going to need a costume, go in the backroom, one of the guys will set you up."
Jack turned around do leave and Lureen swatted him on the behind. Jack turned around, startled and Lureen winked at him. As far as she was concerned he had the job the minute she'd set eyes on him.
Jack found his way to the backroom and saw a well-muscled dark haired guy dressed in tight fitting blue jeans and a black T-shirt. He spotted Jack coming in and looked at him hard, looking him over from top to bottom. He knew he'd have to get used to being checked out if he were going to be working here.
"Hi, um Lureen sent me back here. I'm Jack Twist." He put out his hand but the handsome stranger smiled instead.
"I'm Atticus Canis I'm pleased to meet you." He finally shook Jack's hand. He didn't know why but for some strange reason he seemed familiar to Jack somehow. "You know I have a dog named Atticus, Atticus Finch after the character in "To Kill A Mockingbird."
The man in front of him smiled, "I guess we have something in common already. Are you going to be auditioning for Ennis?"
"Ennis?"
"Ennis Del Mar, he's the manager. He's the only way you're getting this job."
"Oh well how am I going to impress him?"
"Oh with that fine body of yours I wouldn't worry. We'll have to get you into a costume." Atticus looked through the racks of costumes.
"Usually we try to match up a costume to the guy's profession."
"Well I doubt being a salesman is going to knock anyone off their feet." Jack was shocked when Atticus produced a rodeo cowboy outfit complete with a belt buckle and chaps. "This will do nicely." He smiled at Jack.
"How did you know I did rodeoing?" he was stunned.
Atticus smiled, licked his lips and said "Instinct."
It didn't take long for Jack to change into the rodeo costume. It brought back some fond memories.
"So what do I do now?"
Atticus was sizing him up. "You are going to go out there and impress Mr. Ennis that's what."
"But I've never done this before."
"I have a feeling you're going to be a natural. But I'll show you some moves." Atticus took him to a side room that had a small dance floor and a pole.
"Now watch me." Jack watched as Atticus strut past him like he was walking a runway. Jack couldn't take his eyes off him and Atticus was giving him a show. He slowly pulled his shirt up and over his head and threw it at Jack and laughed when it landed on his head. Jack threw it to the ground and kept his eyes focussed on Atticus.
The well-toned man looked like a Greek Adonis with his olive skin and dark eyes. His hands slipped over his chest and then down his stomach. His hips were gyrating and Atticus tore his pants off, the fabric ripped away. A tight fitting green G-string barely covered his burgeoning loins. Atticus grabbed hold of the pole and bent his knees up and down like he was making love to it.
Jack couldn't keep his eyes off the gyrating hips. He wanted to smack those firm buttocks.
Atticus had one hand on the pole and arched his back and looked at Jack.
"Think you got the idea now?"
"Um, yeah I think so." Jack licked his lips trying to gain some moisture back to his parched throat.
"Well, bud, it's showtime."
Jack felt his hand pat him on the back and linger a few moments. The heat from Atticus' hand made his dick twitch.
"One question, these pants do they…"
"Yep, that's why the club keeps a supply of em on hand. Just don't be afraid to let yourself go out there. Mr. Ennis likes to see as much skin as possible."
Atticus quickly put on a pair of tight fitting jeans and his black T-shirt and led Jack to the main room.
"Wait here, I'll introduce you."
He watched from the wings as Atticus spoke to a dark blond guy. Jack's heart skipped a beat when Mr. Ennis' dark gaze focussed on him and he was greeted with a small smile and a nod towards the stage.
'Well this is it." He took a deep breath and walked towards center stage. The room was pretty big with tables peppered around the room and some small stages set on opposite sides.
There were even some go-go cages towards the bar. He stood in the middle of the stage.
"So what's your name?' the deep voice echoed in the room. Jack didn't know why but he found it damn sexy.
"I-I'm Jack Twist." He said nervously.
"Is that your stage name?"
'Shit I didn't think of a stage name.' Jack thought. "I don't have one."
"Well we can think of one later." Ennis was looking over Jack's application that Jack had handed him. "Says here you are a salesman, what did you sell?"
"Commodities I got laid off. Look I know I don't have any experience, just give me a chance."
"Now hold on I didn't say I wasn't gonna give you a break. I gotta see you dance first. Atticus here says ya got promise and I trust him. So go on sweet thing, strut your stuff." Ennis nodded at Atticus and the music began.
Jack stood stunned for a moment then started to move his body in tune to the music he pulled the shirt off, which ripped away very easily showing his muscular chest. He reached for his hat, going to toss it in the air.
"No keep the hat on, lose the rest." Ennis was salivating from his seat, he was leaning on his elbows on the small table in front of him. Trying to get as close to the stage as possible.
Atticus knew Jack had him in the palm of his hand and he just knew his sexy boy could win anyone over. He'd won him over a long time ago. 'Jack doesn't know it but I will never forget how he rescued me a few years ago from that horrible prison and gave me a chance at life. Now it was his turn to give him a chance at happiness. I knew when I spotted Ennis that he and Jack would be perfect for one another.'
Jack felt Ennis' eyes raking all over him. He was both nervous and excited. Jack walked around the pole and wiggled his hips and played with his crotch.
Atticus could see Ennis shifting in his seat, he'd never seen Ennis get so excited about any dancer before.
"Take it off, baby, take it all off!" Ennis was pounding the table and he fell back into his chair when Jack pulled off the pants and Ennis got a good look at his package. Like any gift it was wrapped up, only thing that was missing was a red bow tied around that G-string.
Jack grabbed a hold of the pole and was riding it good. Rubbing his cock against it like he was mating with it.
Ennis indicated to Atticus to shut off the music. Jack stopped his movements and stood in the center of the stage trying to catch his breath.
"So?" he huffed, "Did I get the job?"
Ennis walked over to Jack and put his arm around his shoulder and led him towards his office. "Let's go to my office and talk."
Atticus saw Ennis give him a look that told him to follow them into the office.
It had an oak desk, a blush couch and thick carpeting that Jack noticed when he walked across it in his bare feet. Atticus closed the door behind him and Jack could hear the lock click into place.
"What's going on Mr. Ennis?" Jack asked.
"You can just call me Ennis." He was right in front of Jack his hand on Jack's chin pulling him up to look him in the face. "I haven't decided to hire you yet I need to see more."
TBC