Kit is a pansexual pole dancing catboy with a fierce sexual appetite and heart of gold.
In Part 5 of this continuing series, Kit has the worst "interview" with a casting director and needs to shake it off. Luckily at Show 'N' Tail strip club, it's bachelor party time for a gay soccer league, which hopefully means easy money from fit and sexy guys.
While performing the classic "Raining Men" group strip dance, the best man can't keep his eyes -- or his tips -- off Kit. But when Kit approaches him after the performance, Aleks plays hard-to-get. Kit's up for the challenge and teases Aleks back by giving lap dances to all his friends and showing off in an intimate display with another stripper, ultimately convincing Aleks to request a private lap dance.
What starts in the champagne room continues in Aleks' swanky penthouse, but Kit isn't quite feeling his usual subby self. He unleashes an unexpected wild side, taking out his frustration on Aleks' all too willing ass.
**Warning!** This story contains explicit gay sexual acts, including hazing a groom onstage, erotic teasing, mind games, going too far at work, offending the Tequila Gods, a talented pierced tongue, a ruined loveseat, Dom/sub themes, role-reversal, and taking what one wants.
Excerpt from CATBOY #5:
Kit slipped his trunks off without much fanfare. Usually he would dance at a distance for a while, but he was drawn back onto Aleks’ lap like a magnet, rocking against Aleks’ soft slacks with zero chafing. He pulled down on Kit’s hips, grinding every hard inch into Kit’s ass.
Kit licked over his fangs and picked up Aleks’ hand, bringing a finger to his mouth and slowly sucking it in. Aleks moaned. He added a second finger, pressing down on Kit’s tongue.
Kit moaned this time, forgetting his role as his eyes closed and he imagined a much more substantial appendage in his mouth. Aleks shuddered as Kit massaged his fingers with the rougher spot on his tongue before slipping them back out. What would he taste like elsewhere?
Kit nuzzled Aleks’ neck, sucking in his forest scent, and ran his hand up the back of Aleks’ neck and head to fist the top of Aleks’ hair, which was just long enough to get a grip. Kit pulled his head back, exposing his smooth shaven throat under his stubbled jaw. While rubbing his erection against Aleks’ groin and lower belly, Kit licked up the side of his neck and bit over his artery. Aleks’ pulse throbbed under his tongue.
Aleks bucked under him, grinding with him. He fisted his fingers in Kit’s hair in return, yanking Kit off his neck, and pressed a burning kiss to Kit’s lips.
Kit lost all focus and melted against him, gripping his dress shirt lapels and drawing him closer. Aleks’ tongue swept into Kit’s mouth and a hard ball rubbed over Kit’s tongue. Oh crap. Aleks’ tongue was pierced. As Aleks kissed deeper, Kit slipped his fingers under Aleks’ open shirt collar, brushing over soft, sparse chest hair as he fingered the top closed button.
The room’s music faded and cut out. House music thumped in the background. Kit’s first dance segment had ended.