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The beat of the music is so loud that it vibrates to the core of Axel's body. The air, thick with the heat of so many bodies in one room, carries the aroma of alcohol and perfume. It clings to the back of his throat as he makes his way through the crowd to the side of the stage. There is a slender young man in the spot light grinding to the beat of the music. He watches for a moment before turning his jade eyes to his companion. Riku sits grinning at the stage waving a 20 dollar bill. The dancer, a brunette saunters over to where they are and rolls his hips as he stops in front of Riku.

He smiles down at the sliverette before falling gracefully onto all fours and writhing against the stage floor. Riku catches his breath as he watches the boy thrust his hips against the stage in a half pushup. He catches Riku's eye and a spark flies between them that makes Riku's heart jump and he's on his feet up against the very edge of the stage before he realizes he has moved. The dancer, who's name Axel finally remembers is Sora, throws his head back to the music and lifts himself to his knees thrusting at Riku. Riku pulls 2 more 20's from his pocket and tucks them into the strap of Sora's very tight thong.

Sora flashes him a sultry smile and throws himself back with enough momentum that he does a flip, comes up onto his hands in a handstand and with barely any shown effort is back on his feet and strutting toward the curtain at the back of the stage. Riku sits back and gives Axel a 'cat who ate the canary' grin. Axel returns the look and turns his eyes to look over the crowd. This was a new place for them to come, Riku had actually found it a while ago and had been here a few times before inviting Axel to come along. So far, Axel was not disappointed.

"And that was the wonderful Sora. Now, you all know what is coming next. He could charm a monk into sex, let hear it for the other half of the dynamic duo, Roxas!"

Axel turns back to the stage just in time to see his wet dream come true strutting onto the stage. Roxas was blonde haired, blue eyed and had flawless pale, though lightly toned skin. Axel licks his lips as he takes in the dancers outfit. He is wearing a tight shear black top that comes just below his ribcage, shinny black shorts that show off the bottom curves of his ass and thigh high black high heeled boots. Axel is pretty sure a stripper has never turned him on so much in his life. And he hadn't even done anything yet! Riku notices Axel's interest in this dancer and smiles. He knew that Roxas would be right up Axel ally.

The music starts and Axel notices it as some Enrique Iglesias song that is popular right now, but he's never actually listened to it before. Roxas starts by moving his hips a bit as the intro to the song gets going. He then wraps his hand around the pole he is standing next to and does a half twirl, moving his hips some more. A few men let out a whistle and toss money onto the stage. As the main line of the song hits Roxas hauls himself up onto the pole with nothing but his upper body strength. He lets himself down a bit and kicks off from the ground before wrapping his legs around the pole and leaning his chest away so that he is bent in half looking at the crowd from upside down.

He leans back up taking the pole in one hand and letting himself slide to the floor. He spreads his legs, coming down into a split before curling his legs under himself and getting gracefully to his feet. Axel swallows hard and he's not sure when he started to lightly squeeze himself through his pants. Roxas pushes off with both hands on the poll swing around he brings his legs up and lifts them provocatively spinning a few times before dropping them, shifting his hands and lifting himself so that he has only one leg hooked over the poll holding him up. The rest of his body is hovering barely an inch from the metal as he moves.

Axel shifts, his pants are so uncomfortable and he can feel his temperature spiking. He pulls two 50's from his pocket as Roxas does a few more tricks on the pole, earning him more money thrown onto the stage. He then steps away from the pole and his eyes lock on Axel. Axel freezes and shivers as that deep azure gaze gives him a once over. Smiling, Roxas rolls his hips with each step as he makes his way to the end of the stage. Axel holds up the bills and Roxas takes them, sliding them down along his body before tucking them into the front of his shorts, which he unbuttons while his hand it there. Axel watches the movement and his lust is almost palpable. Roxas slips from the stage and comes around to Axel's side, placing his hands on the man's shoulders.

If any blood had been reaching Axel's brain before this, it wasn't now that Roxas had crawled into his lap and was writhing against him. Axel has had lap dances before, but this was something else entirely. Roxas wasn't trying to keep his distance, wasn't avoiding rubbing up against Axel's very obvious erection. If anything he was very much trying to touch as much as he could while still looking like he was only giving Axel a lap dance. Taking a shaky breath Axel moves his hips up ever so slightly and Roxas makes a small moan. It sets off lightening in Axel's brain and he does it again. Thrusting against him so slightly that it was barely even a move of his hips, but it was just enough.

Roxas leans down and locks lips with Axel, sliding his tongue into that hot cavern. He moves more harshly for a few more moments and Axel loses it. Throwing his head back he lets out a choked gasp and comes in his pants. Roxas can feel the other man's member spasming and he moans in Axel's ear before sexily sliding off his lap and dancing his way into the crowd as his song ends. After another few seconds Axel realizes what's just happened and shame and anger flair over him. A fucking stripper just made him cream his pants. A fucking stripper made him come in his pants like he was fucking 14-years-old.

Never in Axel's 23 years has he ever been more ashamed and turned on. He watches Roxas as he makes his way backstage, pausing and giving Axel a smile and licks his lips. The look clearly says 'Come back and see me again.'

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Rox3l: So this was inspired by Enrique Iglesias' song Dirty Dancer. It has been stuck in my head all day and I figure that all though I have been trying to expand my chapters into works with 3,000+ words a chapter I figured that I would get it out of my system. Let me know if you like it or not.