Thursday, April 19, 2018

News Article: Black Cab Rapist Was Former Male Stripper

Below is a link to the news article from The Sun, which details the nefarious deeds of the Black Cab Rapist, a.k.a. John Worboys, who used to work as a male stripper:

Just for the record, this guy worked as a stripper in England from 1987 to 2000, so the standards from that time period have definitely changed. In fact, I'm sure that the only reason he got work was due to the lack of competition at the time. No agency in their right mind would hire this guy today based on his physical appearance. They would tell him to hit a gym in the very least.

The lady in the article complained that when he stripped at her party, he stayed for an hour afterwards without putting his trousers back on, and pigged out on the food. For all of you aspiring/current male dancers, don't abuse the hospitality of your customers like this, because it's a common complaint.

It seems like John Worboys could not transition from the stripping profession in a proper manner, as he found himself in prison, which he probably deserves. 

Thursday, March 22, 2018

Question Regarding "Mutual Satisfaction"

In reference to the previous post, an anonymous writer posted this in the comments section:

Hi there, interesting experience. I wanted to ask, this isn't a typical stripping story but one of being hired for "mutual satisfaction". Is this common in the stripping business? What is the line between stripping and being hired for "extras", obviously this would be your personal take on what that would be.
You provide great insight into a profession that so little is known about. Thanks

Getting hired for "mutual satisfaction" isn't common in the stripping business, but it's definitely not uncommon. I'm sure that any decent male stripper who has put in some time on the floor has received at least one such proposition in his career.

Personally, I get such offers every once in a while--meaning that for every hundred party I get, one of them may be something like the massage wife scenario. The companies I work for also affect this statistic, because most of them turn away such clients and mainly stack me with female-only birthday and bachelorette parties.

To answer your last question, there is a line between stripping and getting hired for extras. I always tell the client that I'm there to strip, massage, or entertain without promising anything else. I don't want to promise some lady a great massage with a happy ending, only to arrive and discover that she's so unattractive that no amount of viagra would give me an erection for her. If sex happens, then it's completely consensual and desired by both parties.

The massage wife story just happened to work in both of our favors. I found the wife attractive, and she found me attractive, and we proceeded from there. Otherwise, I would have only given her a massage and left.

Friday, February 9, 2018

A Massage for the Wife

During the summer of last year, I signed up for a bachelorette party that was unlike the typical group of party girls. First off, the customer was the husband. That's not so strange in and of itself, but he requested pics with my company before proceeding with the booking. With my permission, the company complied and sent him pics, to which he responded that I was "perfect." Great... He also wanted to talk to me on the phone a week ahead of time, which is very unusual. I had a hunch where this was going.

The following phone conversation confirmed my suspicions.

"I want to give her a good surprise," he said. "and I figured a male stripper would be perfect for her." He rambled on about how hot she was despite being in her forties. According to him, she taught classes at a local gym and was in great shape.

"Do you think she'll like this surprise?" I asked, wary of the outcome.

"Oh, she'll love it... Put it this way: I would be happy if both of you walked away from this satisfied. Do you catch my meaning here?"

I did. But I was still skeptical about surprising the wife. Given my experience in the profession, some women really hate such surprises from their husbands, especially having a complete stranger come over to strip. It makes them feel very awkward.

Surely enough, the husband called me back a few days before the so-called "bachelorette party." He told the wife and she was not pleased. "We may have to cancel," he said, sounding completely disappointed. "She said, 'absolutely not.'"

I wasn't surprised. However, I had a solution. "Instead of telling her there's a male stripper, why don't you tell her that you booked a private massage session for her?" I suggested. "That sounds much more appealing and less appalling. It'd be like a nice trip to the spa, but a home delivery type of service."

A brief pause. "You know, that's a good idea. I'll do that." He reiterated that despite the massage, he wanted me and his wife to walk away from this encounter satisfied.

Apparently, the wife did not object to the idea of a private masseuse. The next night after performing for two bachelorette parties, I arrived at their condo, which was on the beach. I wore a three-piece business suit to look professional. I carried a bag with extra clothes, a portable speaker for music, massage oil, and several condoms.

A fierce storm raged outside as I knocked on the door to the condo.

The husband answered. He was tall, standing a few inches above me. Although his hair was white and close cropped, his face had a younger look. He still looked like an older man, just not quite that old. He greeted me and gave me a firm handshake. His upright posture and matter-of-fact demeanor gave me the impression that he was former military. "Come on in," he said. "She's in the living room."

I entered the living room and saw her sitting on the couch. The wife was blonde, tan, and wearing only a bath robe. She was very attractive and the slit of the robe revealed her well-toned thigh muscles. She stood up to give me a hesitant handshake, but quickly sat down and said nothing more.

The husband said, "Here, you two get to know each other. Do you want me to leave the room?" I knew she felt awkward. Hell, I felt very awkward.

I flashed her a smile and said, "Your husband was right. You look very attractive and fit. Do you work out a lot?"

That broke the silence, as she politely answered me, even telling me about her workouts. I continued conversing with her in the most outgoing and carefree tone possible. The husband offered me a beer, but I declined. Finally, I asked the wife if she was ready for her massage. She stood up and said, "lead the way."

As we entered the bedroom, lightning flashed through the windows followed by a loud thunderclap, and suddenly the electricity was off. It was complete darkness, save for the occasional lightning flashes.

"Goddammit!" the husband swore in the other room.

"I guess we're doing this in the dark," I said to the wife.

"I might as well take off my robe," she said, "since it's going to get in the way of the massage."

I agreed. Her robe fell to the floor and she climbed in bed. I stripped down to a thong, even though she couldn't see me in the darkness. I used the light of my cell phone to navigate the room. I pulled out the massage oil and started with her back.

She was tense, but quickly relaxed as I worked my way towards her legs and down to her feet. Then I placed her foot upon my bare chest as I started on her other leg. I eventually kneaded her muscles and made my way back up to her ass, which was round and firm.

"You must train a lot," I said. "Your ass feels amazing."

"Squats," she replied. "And thank you."

I spent more time than necessary pressing my thumbs into her glutes. After that, I had her turn over onto her back, so I could focus on her shoulders and arms. Her round breasts, augmented with silicone, were barely visible in the darkness. My hands began rubbing them, eliciting a moan from her. They moved down to her inner thighs. She parted her legs slightly as if inviting me to go further. I did.

She was very wet.

Several minutes passed. Her moans became louder. Her hands began caressing me.

"Do you want more?" I asked her. I was quite sure she did, but I wanted verbal confirmation.


"One second." I retrieved a condom from my bag. I climbed atop of her and her legs parted to embrace me as I slowly entered her. She was very sensual. I thrust slowly back and forth as she ran her hands along my arms. She squeezed my muscles, and then traced her fingers across my chest. Finally they found my ass where she took a firm hold. The occasional lightning flash illuminated her breasts and her face, as though providing a teasing glimpse of the view.

The massage had already heightened her senses. It didn't take her long to climax. She grabbed my hair as she shuddered, gasping my ear. I did not last much longer. I turned her over and entered her from behind, grabbing her round firm ass. It was one of the most muscular ones that I've felt. The sensation of being inside her combined with the feel of her ass sent me over the edge. I pulled out, took the condom off, and painted her ass with warm cum. Some of it shot onto her back. The rest I rubbed onto her ass cheeks with my cock.

"I need to get a massage from you every time," she purred. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

I told her that I did. I meant it.

Before I could get too comfortable, her husband barged into the room. "I forgot to pay you," he said, handing me a wad of cash.

I didn't know what to say. It's a strange feeling when you just shot a load on a girl's ass, and her husband walks in and gives you money while your cock still on her ass. I guess he wanted to see the aftermath before the towel wiped it all away, not that he could see much with the power being out.

"Did you two have fun?" the husband asked.

"Yes," the wife said.

"Can I get you two anything? A coke? Beer? Water?"

"No thanks," I said.

"Okay, let me know if you need something," he said, shutting the door behind him.

I sat there hovering over the wife from behind her ass, holding a wad of cash in my hand. Some of the bills fell onto the bed. It was too dark to count it. I assumed it was the appropriate amount.

"That was awkward," she admitted.

"Somewhat," I agreed.

We both got dressed. Ironically, the power came back on. The husband wanted me to stay longer. "Go have your way with her again," he offered. "She can't get pregnant, so fill her up."

I politely declined, stating that I had to wake up early in the morning, which was true. But really, I was worn out. This whole event was stressful. There was high expectations that I would satisfy the wife, and a good amount of money was involved. I felt obligated to do a good job. It wasn't a regular hook-up where I could relax. I had to perform, and it had to be great.

The wife thought so.

She sent me a text the next day. Her husband gave her my number. She wanted me again for her next vacation. So far, nothing has materialized yet, but she periodically contacts me with provocative pictures (sorry, I'm not going to share them here). Unfortunately, I've been too busy to follow up, but we'll see what the future brings.

Thursday, January 25, 2018

"American Stripper" & "Behind the G-String"

Within this year, I intend to remove my two books from distribution. So if you haven't read them and plan to do so, you might want to get them soon.

You can order them here:

"American Stripper" (memoir):

"Behind the G-String" (how-to become a male stripper):

I have several reasons for removing them. The first and foremost is because of the sex content. While some of my readers love my sexual encounters, I find that it detracts from narrative.

My second reason is that I will replace the memoir with a new one. The current memoir covers my first two years of stripping. I've been stripping 15 years, so it makes more sense to actually cover 15 years instead. It will focus less on the porn stories and more on the details of working as a male stripper. That way the reader will learn more about the actual stripping job than reading about my escapades. I know some of you like hearing about my romps with hot girls, but you can simply find videos all over the internet for that!

As for "Behind the G-String," I will update it and give it a facelift. I put that book out in a hurry and left out some important things. It will have another section dedicated to strippers beyond the United States, and even some new interviews. Some of those agencies listed on the book are non-existent now. Once again, I'll remove the stories of my sexcapades.

That comes to my last point: For those who like the stories of my "sexual conquests," I might release a collection in an entirely different e-book. I have been surprised and flattered through the years about the demand for them (especially from female readers!).

Thank you for reading, and I'll keep you informed through updates.



Monday, January 8, 2018

Interview with a Male Stripper - Australian Series (Part 1)

Recently, I've had a male stripper from Australia contact me willing to share stories. His name is Tommy, and he's a great guy (who looks a helluvah lot better).

Here's an interview he had with another male stripper, who asked to remain anonymous, so he will be referred to as "MS." You can read the whole transcript on Tommy's website (, or simply continue reading below:

When did you start male stripping and why?

Around 2011/2012. I started because I needed money. I got out of a long term relationship, and I obviously had to pay her out for some things because we lived together. So times were tight, and instead of working in a bar, I turned to male stripping.

Do you enjoy male stripping?

I do, I like to see people enjoying my performance. Its like any job really, you go out, do the best you can and hope everyone enjoy's it.

Has your enjoyment of stripping changed from when you first started as opposed to now?

I was probably more excited when I first started, but now it's more like a job. However I still get the joy out of seeing everyone laughing/smiling when I dance.

Can you give us some insight into how girls act when you are dancing?

Well each situation Is different, some girls act very reserved because they have had a bad experience with male strippers. Other girls act very full on, and can be very 'hands on' with touching and grabbing.

What do you get more often? The crazy girls or the reserved girls?

If the brides 'mum' or 'nan' are there then it's generally more reserved. However when it comes to just the girls, thats when they are more wild.
For me, the ages between 25 - 35 are more reserved, but below AND above those ages the girls tend to be very wild. The ones who have been married for 10/15 years, they get right in to it!

What does a male stripper need to be successful in the industry?

Obviously the body, it's your image, so that's how you sell yourself. But more importantly I would say your personality. You can be the best looking guy in the world, but if you can't hold a conversation, you're not going to get anywhere.

Have you seen the film Magic Mike? Whats your opinion on the film? Is it realistic?

Yeah I've seen it, I don't know what its like in America, but in Australia it's a bit different. I wish I had money thrown at me! The girls in the film seem very intense, but in reality thats not always the case.

So what are the differences in stripping here in Australia compared to the film?

I generally do private jobs, so when I rock up to a hotel/house, everything Is organised (music, payment) before I walk in the door. But if you were to do a stage show that would be more similar.
I'd say the main difference is the money, we don't have tipping in Australia, so the show is all paid up front before I start.

There is a scene in the film where 2 male strippers dress up as cops, attend a house party to dance for money, then end up being attacked by a group of males.
Have you had any experiences like this? Any men attack you whilst dancing?

Yeah, my third week when I first started doing shows. On that night I had 4 shows on then I got a last minute booking for a 5th show. It was a 21st Birthday organised by the mum.
I was only dancing for about 5 minutes and still had about 90% of my costume on, when her boyfriend suddenly got jealous. I got pulled off her and next thing you know punches started to get thrown at me. He was quite drunk so he wasn't very good at hitting me, and then his girlfriend spear tackled him into a group of friends.
His mates then tried to fight me, but I grabbed my stuff and left straight away.

Did the organiser tell you before the show there was going to be males attending?

No, I wasn't Informed. Now I always ask agency's to tell me if there are males at the party. 18th's, 24th's and other big birthday celebrations are generally mixed crowds.

What are the most popular types of events you get bookings for?

I would say Hen's parties are the most popular, 21st's are probably second and after that you have your 'big ones' the 40th's and 50th's where the husband will hire you to dance for his wife.
Divorce parties are getting bigger now, they tend to be absolutely mental.

Whats the weirdest event you have been booked for?

I've danced at an 80th birthday, and I've performed at three baby showers.

Baby showers!?! Really?

Yep! Sunday morning baby showers! We're talking 10AM in the morning. They were all lovely girls, but it was just a weird situation.

Haha, tell me more about the 18th birthday parties, what are they like?

Wild, those ones are very wild. And even the 18 year old guys get really into the show, cheering and having a laugh. I sort of feel like they are learning something also! haha.

Have you ever had anyone under 18 at a booking before?

Yes I have, I always ask before hand, or If I think somebody looks under 18 I'll ask them. And if it's ok with everyone in the room, I will still perform, but only down to a G string, never full nude.

Do you have any friends/family that disagree with what you do?

All my family knows what I do. I didn't want to keep it a secret, because I'm originally from Western Australia, and where I'm from word travels fast and eventually everyone finds out.
It's mainly only my big bosses at work (my day job) that I don't tell.
My family has supported what I do, and they have even advertised me on some occasions to friends for hens parties.

Whats some of the craziest things you have seen In your time as a male stripper?

I had a group of girls start getting naked during my show once, I had no idea why, they must have pre-planned it or something. It was about 10 girls I think, and it sort of just turned into a weird half naked dance party.
I also had a girl bite me so hard on my chest I started bleeding!

Bite your chest!? What did you do?

I pushed her away, packed my stuff up immediately and left, I had to do 5 other shows that night with bandages on my chest.

Did they apologise to you?

The other girls did, but the hen (the girl who bit me) did not, she was really drunk.
I've also heard stories from another guy, who once said he bent over to pick up his costume after his show, and a girl stuck her finger right up his bum!

So whats your policy on when girls get very "hands on"?

2 warnings, they don't get a 3rd.

Do you get girls often wanting to engage in sexual contact with you?

I have had offers, and when they do come on to me, I kind of laugh it off as a joke, as most of the time the girls are very drunk. I'd say 1 or 2 parties out of every 10, there will be a girl wanting to engage sexually.

Anything embarrassing happened during a show before?

I have slipped a couple of times on wet floor tiles, which kind of throws away the shows sexy vibe haha,

What costumes do you have?

Cop, Soldier, Sailor, Fireman, Construction worker, Top Gun, superman/clark kent, doctor.

Do you have a girlfriend/partner? If yes what do they think of your job?

No current partner but I have had girlfriends since I have been doing this.
I find it's always a novelty to begin with, but 6 months in, it becomes the drag on the relationship. Mainly because your always working on the weekends and dancing for other girls instead of spending that quality time with her. Ultimately stripping has always damaged the relationship.

Do you intend to keep stripping for much longer?

It's one of those things that has a limited shelf life. I'll go for as long as I can, but I don't want to be that 'old guy' with photos from 15 years ago haha.

Thanks for chatting today mate, it's been good talking to you.

No worries, my pleasure!