Waiting was already getting on Sam's nerves; he never had to dance for a male costumer before. Yet he was in no position to object, he needed the money and it was part of the club's policy to go through with the requests. He had been ready for quite a while now but the requester hadn't arrived yet.
It's just a dance, nothing you haven't done before. Just imagine it's a girl.
The whole reason behind his nervousness was the sheer fact that he wasn't sure how his body was going to react. He had gotten pretty good at preventing a boner whenever doing a private dance for a female customer. As a matter of fact Sam had been noticing his desire for women in general was waning. Maybe it was the constant objectification he felt whenever dancing in front of a crowd but girls just didn't seem as pretty and innocent as they used to be before he began working as a stripper.
A firm knock came from the door; it was probably him. Sam began feeling sweaty as he walked towards the door. Before opening the door he rubbed some body glitter against his bare torso and teased his hair. While taking a deep breath he opened the door slowly.
"Hey stranger, ready for the night of your life?" Sam said in what he assumed was the sexiest tone he could achieve. He hated doing a sexy voice it felt forced and unnatural.
"I um… yes, I think I am." The person standing in front of him didn't really fill the profile of a typical client. Not only for the fact that he was a dude but also for the simple fact that he looked as nervous as Sam felt.
"Well come on in, you're in for a treat." Sam answered back. "I hope you fancy yourself some white chocolate."
The other boy, who Sam inferred couldn't be much older than him, simply smiled awkwardly. If the situation wasn't already out of Sam's comfort zone, the guy's look of uneasiness just made things a lot harder.
Sam guided the shorter boy towards a small loveseat. "Take a seat and enjoy the show."
"Yeah, thanks…" God he had no game, but who could blame him Sam did consider himself one of the better built guys on the club. If anything, seeing the smaller guy look so nervous helped Sam's self esteem gain a small boost.
The beginning of a private dance was always something Sam had a hard time doing. He always tried to walk slowly towards his customer first just to get in the mood but he would need to bring his best to break the thick, metaphorical ice layer that divided both him and the dark haired boy in front of him.
"You seem like the adventurous type, care to play a little game with me?" He was lying, big time. The boy in front of him looked anything but adventurous, as a matter of fact he looked quite dorky in his tucked-in, buttoned up green plaid shirt, slim fit white jeans and a ridiculous white bowtie. Yet there was something endearing about him as well, it was probably the look of innocence on his face.
"Sure, what do you need me to do?"
Sam grabbed a small lace from the vanity at the dressing room. "Wrap this around your eyes like it was a blindfold."
The boy did as Sam said. "Alright. Now what?"
"Now let your other senses take over. I promise you'll leave her wanting more." Sam had a easier time coming up with cheesy one-liner than with actual dance moves. As well built as he considered himself, Sam knew he wasn't the best dancer around. The only reason he fared when with the crowd was due to the pre-prepared choreography all dancers had to practice before appearing on stage, he also had a good control over his hips and pelvic area, which was his secret weapon when the situation demanded it.
As Sam approached the loveseat with the nervous customer on top of it he just kept remembering himself it was all for the money, nothing more, nothing less.
Just pretend he's a girl.
"What's your name stranger?" Sam asked as he sat on top of the dark haired boy's lap while wrapping his legs around his waist.
"B-Blaine." He replied nervously, Sam noticed his cheeks began blushing
"Well Blaine, I think you'll need more than a dance to get what you came looking for. Luckily for you I know what to do to get you there." Never in life had Sam imagine talking like that to another guy; it wasn't something he was accustomed to do but he felt a small rush inside himself while doing so.
Sam saw Blaine was biting his bottom lip, he was obviously feeling something. "I'm not sure that would be a good idea, you see I-"
"Hush, you talk to much. Let my actions do the talking." Sam quickly said before kissing Blaine's neck. He could hear Blaine's weak moans and his heave breathing. In reality, Sam decided to go for a straight out teasing routine rather than a dance one for two reasons. First off, he was sure that shaking his body would just made him get an unannounced boner at any time considering how nervous he was and the bulge inside his tight silver go-go shorts would have been both too evident and highly embarrassing. Second, as much as he toyed with the idea of going gay before, he had never had the chance to get that close with a guy before to finally decide. With his recent disinterest in girls, experimenting didn't seem like a bad option. If girls could do it then why couldn't he?
As Sam continued to kiss Blaine's neck he began caressing the back of it as well. In a matter of seconds he quickly switched the position of his lips, now onto the other boy's mouth. The kiss itself wasn't that bad, as a matter of fact Blaine was indeed a better kisser than most other girls he had kissed before.
"Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?" Sam asked, while Blaine simply continued to breath heavily. "Let's get you out of that shirt, that'll cool you off for a while."
As Sam began unbuttoning Blaine's shirt, the other boy quickly reacted. "Whoa, whoa! I didn't really think you meant that! Stop!"
Sam stopped, slightly surprised at the boy's request. "Um… a little too rough for you?"
Blaine quickly unwrapped the lace from his eyes. "Coming here wasn't my idea, I'm not a strip club kind of person, it was just something I did to humor some friends."
"Oh… I see."
"Honestly, you do seem like a nice guy and all but I'm not into this sort of things." Blaine replied. "I mean if I knew you better probably but I'm not the kind of person to have sex with some stranger."
"Wait what? Did you honestly believe I was going to have sex with you?" Sam asked surprised. "Buddy, you haven't been to many strip clubs before have you?"
"To be honest, I haven't. But I do know that doesn't stop people from getting laid backstage." Blaine answered quickly. "Also I would appreciate it if you could get off me."
Sam gave the maroon eyed boy a snide look. "Well geez, sorry for making you think that. It's not as if I'm a prostitute anyways." He said as he unwrapped his legs from around Blaine's waist.
"Sure, whatever. Let's just forget this even happened, okay?" Blaine replied. "Also I didn't mean it that way, you would make for an amazing male prostitute."
"Thanks, I guess." Sam wasn't sure how to react to the comment. "So I assume we're done here?"
"Sure, why not." Blaine replied as he got out his wallet. "How much will it be?"
"Well considering it wasn't a whole dance I'll give you a discount. Let's say fifty bucks."
"A little expensive but I guess it's fine." Blaine said as he began rummaging through his wallet. "Here, fifty dollars."
"Thanks." Sam reached and grabbed the money before tucking it in his go-go shorts slightly. "Guess I'll see you around."
"I doubt it, but thanks anyways." Blaine replied quickly. "Oh and by the way, I don't know if someone has told you these before but you're a good kisser."
Sam felt his cheeks grow warm as he heard the other boy's remark. Before he could say anything else Blaine had left the room. Strange how one unplanned event could leave such an impact on Sam, and who knew maybe they could actually meet again sometime.
Author's note: I felt a little burned out on writing Almost Human and needed a small break before continuing. I've been writing small parts of this story beforehand and intended it to be just a one-shot but I think there's some potential and it might serve as a good distraction from the gloomy mood from my other story. I'll probably write another chapter of this before returning to AH but worry not, that story is still my main priority.
Cheers!
