I'll be leaving tomorrow to go on a cruise in the Caribbean with Claire. We're going to stop by a latex store on the way and get some latex for her. I'll post some pics of her wearing it in the near future. There won't be much time for Internet browsing, so I won't be able to update until I get back, which will be shortly before Christmas.
Until then, here are some older posts if you haven't already read them yet:
-Highlights From Recent Parties
-The Types of Girls That Male Strippers Encounter
-Ireland's Male Stripper Famine
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Ireland's Male Stripper Famine
The stripping agency in Ireland just sent me an e-mail and asked if I was ever coming back. Apparently, the demand for male strippers in Ireland is high, while the supply is very low. A monopoly in the Irish market is waiting for any decent male stripper.
I would've done it too. The money and the amount of work is pretty good. Oh well, too bad. I can't strip everywhere at once in the world.
I would've done it too. The money and the amount of work is pretty good. Oh well, too bad. I can't strip everywhere at once in the world.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Top Sexual Experiences - Part 2
I received an e-mail from Anonymous:
Sure. I'll tell 4 experiences that come to mind right now:
- Threesome at a Halloween strip party: I took turns having sex with a girl dressed in a vinyl catwoman costume and a girl wearing a catholic schoolgirl uniform. Unfortunately, I was too drunk to cum. What surprised me though was that I was able to fuck one girl while licking another girl's pussy in a coordinated manner. I never saw these girls again.
- Fetish blonde: I met this lady at a club with a fetish-theme event. She was a bit older than me, and was wearing thigh-high boots, a leather mini-skirt, and a masquerade mask. She took me to her house in her Jaguar where we explored a variety of fetishes before I soaked her face in cum. I never saw this girl again.
- Myspace blonde: I randomly added a hot blonde girl as a friend on Myspace in 2007. She accepted my friend request and wrote me a message that said, "nice hair." A weird message, but I responded, and soon we exchanged numbers. She invited me to her apartment one weekend. No longer than fifteen minutes after I walked through her front door, I laid her spread-eagle on her bed. We had sex 7 times that night. That's my personal record with one girl. I don't know what it was, but we had sexual chemistry. My cock was very sore, and she complained that she could barely walk and sit at work. We had a few sex marathons after that, but I dumped her three weeks later because we had nothing in common besides sex.
- Chilean girl: I stripped for her birthday party. She was licking my crotch, my ass cheeks, and even slid her tongue down my ass crack. I had to see her again, so I called her under the pretense that I left something at her party, and we scheduled a date. She loved facials, titty-fucking, and much more. But beyond sex, we didn't have much in common. I stopped calling her after a month.
Hey Dion. Love your blog and your stories. Keep it up. Was wondering if you could tell us more sexual experiences. Thanks! Cheers!
Sure. I'll tell 4 experiences that come to mind right now:
- Threesome at a Halloween strip party: I took turns having sex with a girl dressed in a vinyl catwoman costume and a girl wearing a catholic schoolgirl uniform. Unfortunately, I was too drunk to cum. What surprised me though was that I was able to fuck one girl while licking another girl's pussy in a coordinated manner. I never saw these girls again.
- Fetish blonde: I met this lady at a club with a fetish-theme event. She was a bit older than me, and was wearing thigh-high boots, a leather mini-skirt, and a masquerade mask. She took me to her house in her Jaguar where we explored a variety of fetishes before I soaked her face in cum. I never saw this girl again.
- Myspace blonde: I randomly added a hot blonde girl as a friend on Myspace in 2007. She accepted my friend request and wrote me a message that said, "nice hair." A weird message, but I responded, and soon we exchanged numbers. She invited me to her apartment one weekend. No longer than fifteen minutes after I walked through her front door, I laid her spread-eagle on her bed. We had sex 7 times that night. That's my personal record with one girl. I don't know what it was, but we had sexual chemistry. My cock was very sore, and she complained that she could barely walk and sit at work. We had a few sex marathons after that, but I dumped her three weeks later because we had nothing in common besides sex.
- Chilean girl: I stripped for her birthday party. She was licking my crotch, my ass cheeks, and even slid her tongue down my ass crack. I had to see her again, so I called her under the pretense that I left something at her party, and we scheduled a date. She loved facials, titty-fucking, and much more. But beyond sex, we didn't have much in common. I stopped calling her after a month.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Stripping for Japanese Students
When I was teaching English in Japan in 2006, I had three upbeat college girls in my Saturday morning class. All three showed up together and they soon became friends. Their names were Sayaka, Yuki, and Yuka. They brought a cheerful atmosphere to every class, and they studied hard at English. These girls had to study English at my branch in order to achieve high English test scores for the college they were attending. During class, they joked and flirted with me a lot without even bothering to conceal their actions from the other students. My manager told me that Yuka had a crush on me.
One day after several months of teaching them, they approached me after class and invited me out to karaoke. Japanese students inviting a Western English teacher out was a common occurrence in Japan. My managers even encouraged me to spend time with as many students as possible. Therefore, no one minded when I accepted and arranged to meet the three girls after work. My Japanese manager smirked. "So you're going out with the fan club," she said.
I grinned. "O-tsukare sama desu," I said as I walked out.
I met the girls outside and we went to karaoke. We all ordered plenty of drinks. I began to feel warm and relaxed from the alcohol, but the girls were stumbling after awhile. They probably only weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet, since they were short and petite. It was no wonder that they became drunk so fast.
Midnight came sooner than we expected. That was when the last train leaves. Sayaka and Yuki missed the last train, so they asked if they could stay the night at my apartment until morning. Yuka wanted to come along as well. I told them that I didn't mind.
So we took a cab to my Japanese apartment. The apartment itself was very small, smaller than a typical studio apartment in the United States. The main living room area with the sleeping quarters was barely larger than a typical parking space for a car. We continued partying at my apartment, but the space was cramped. That was when I told them I worked as a male stripper in America. My statement was the turning point for the night. Sayaka and Yuki didn't believe me. They laughed and said that I joke too much. Yuka asked me to strip as a joke. Soon the joke became a suggestion, and the suggestion turned into a request. So I stripped for them.
The girls were very shy at first. They covered their blushing faces and giggled hysteric\ally. The initial embarrassment soon turned to enthusiastic cheering--Japanese style. They applauded and chanted a few phrases in Japanese.
One of my neighbors pounded on the wall. I told the girls to quiet down a bit.
As I pranced about in my underwear, I pulled the sides down in a teasing fashion, almost exposing my package. The girls were now quiet, leaning forward and holding their breaths.
"Mitai," Yuka said.
"Show me," Yuki said in English.
So I let the underwear drop to my ankles.
"Sugoi," the girls muttered.
Because I had heard Yuka had a crush on me, I danced in front of her first. She was hesitant, staring wide-eyed. I grabbed her hands and placed them on my abs, and moved them around. She started caressing my abs on her own, moving downward with each passing moment. I hardened at her touch.
I moved over to Yuki, but insisted on only watching. Instead, she volunteered Sayaka, who smiled and giggled while rubbing her hands on me. These girls expressed complete and utter awe at my presence, as if I were a Greek god stepping into the room. I began masturbating in front of them. "Do you want to see my cum?" I asked in Japanese.
"I want to see," Yuka said in English.
I approached Yuka and stood in front of her masturbating. She was breathing heavily. I placed a hand behind her head and pulled her towards me. In response, she opened her mouth and took me in, right in front of Sayaka and Yuki. Yuka only placed the head of my cock into her mouth and licked, but I was so excited that her actions sent a tingling shock throughout my whole body. Sayaka and Yuki gathered around us to stare.
While Yuka's mouth felt good, it was not enough to make me cum. I had to alternate between her oral skills and my hand to reach an orgasm. As I was getting close, I jerked off while placing the head of my cock into Yuka's mouth. Since I hadn't masturbated in a week, I felt a huge load billowing out. I pulled out of Yuka's mouth and sprayed everywhere. As strand after strand came out, I didn't know when it was going to stop.
The girls fluttered about in excitement. "Sugoi! Sugoi!"
After I was done, I assessed the aftermath. Several cum strands left a trail on Yuka's face, a few going into her hair. Some of the cum shot well over her head onto the floor behind her. The rest of the cum splattered on her clothes.
"That was exciting!" Sayaka said.
"Un," Yuka nodded in agreement.
The other two girls helped Yuka with the clean up. I told them that I had to go to bed soon, because I had to wake up early in the morning. What I didn't tell that was that I had a date with a Canadian girl. They didn't mind. They all had work in the morning.
I pulled out an extra futon and laid it by mine. We all slept together. Sayaka and Yuka nestled on each side of me while Yuki took the outside.
"We should hang out again," Sayaka said.
I couldn't have agreed with her more.
One day after several months of teaching them, they approached me after class and invited me out to karaoke. Japanese students inviting a Western English teacher out was a common occurrence in Japan. My managers even encouraged me to spend time with as many students as possible. Therefore, no one minded when I accepted and arranged to meet the three girls after work. My Japanese manager smirked. "So you're going out with the fan club," she said.
I grinned. "O-tsukare sama desu," I said as I walked out.
I met the girls outside and we went to karaoke. We all ordered plenty of drinks. I began to feel warm and relaxed from the alcohol, but the girls were stumbling after awhile. They probably only weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet, since they were short and petite. It was no wonder that they became drunk so fast.
Midnight came sooner than we expected. That was when the last train leaves. Sayaka and Yuki missed the last train, so they asked if they could stay the night at my apartment until morning. Yuka wanted to come along as well. I told them that I didn't mind.
So we took a cab to my Japanese apartment. The apartment itself was very small, smaller than a typical studio apartment in the United States. The main living room area with the sleeping quarters was barely larger than a typical parking space for a car. We continued partying at my apartment, but the space was cramped. That was when I told them I worked as a male stripper in America. My statement was the turning point for the night. Sayaka and Yuki didn't believe me. They laughed and said that I joke too much. Yuka asked me to strip as a joke. Soon the joke became a suggestion, and the suggestion turned into a request. So I stripped for them.
The girls were very shy at first. They covered their blushing faces and giggled hysteric\ally. The initial embarrassment soon turned to enthusiastic cheering--Japanese style. They applauded and chanted a few phrases in Japanese.
One of my neighbors pounded on the wall. I told the girls to quiet down a bit.
As I pranced about in my underwear, I pulled the sides down in a teasing fashion, almost exposing my package. The girls were now quiet, leaning forward and holding their breaths.
"Mitai," Yuka said.
"Show me," Yuki said in English.
So I let the underwear drop to my ankles.
"Sugoi," the girls muttered.
Because I had heard Yuka had a crush on me, I danced in front of her first. She was hesitant, staring wide-eyed. I grabbed her hands and placed them on my abs, and moved them around. She started caressing my abs on her own, moving downward with each passing moment. I hardened at her touch.
I moved over to Yuki, but insisted on only watching. Instead, she volunteered Sayaka, who smiled and giggled while rubbing her hands on me. These girls expressed complete and utter awe at my presence, as if I were a Greek god stepping into the room. I began masturbating in front of them. "Do you want to see my cum?" I asked in Japanese.
"I want to see," Yuka said in English.
I approached Yuka and stood in front of her masturbating. She was breathing heavily. I placed a hand behind her head and pulled her towards me. In response, she opened her mouth and took me in, right in front of Sayaka and Yuki. Yuka only placed the head of my cock into her mouth and licked, but I was so excited that her actions sent a tingling shock throughout my whole body. Sayaka and Yuki gathered around us to stare.
While Yuka's mouth felt good, it was not enough to make me cum. I had to alternate between her oral skills and my hand to reach an orgasm. As I was getting close, I jerked off while placing the head of my cock into Yuka's mouth. Since I hadn't masturbated in a week, I felt a huge load billowing out. I pulled out of Yuka's mouth and sprayed everywhere. As strand after strand came out, I didn't know when it was going to stop.
The girls fluttered about in excitement. "Sugoi! Sugoi!"
After I was done, I assessed the aftermath. Several cum strands left a trail on Yuka's face, a few going into her hair. Some of the cum shot well over her head onto the floor behind her. The rest of the cum splattered on her clothes.
"That was exciting!" Sayaka said.
"Un," Yuka nodded in agreement.
The other two girls helped Yuka with the clean up. I told them that I had to go to bed soon, because I had to wake up early in the morning. What I didn't tell that was that I had a date with a Canadian girl. They didn't mind. They all had work in the morning.
I pulled out an extra futon and laid it by mine. We all slept together. Sayaka and Yuka nestled on each side of me while Yuki took the outside.
"We should hang out again," Sayaka said.
I couldn't have agreed with her more.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Male Stripping Questions - Part 22
Here is an e-mail from Shree:
STDs are like trophies! They're proof that you can get laid. The more STDs you get, the more evidence you have of getting laid. You see, if you have HIV, syphillis, gonnorhea, and chlamydia, then you are one amazing sex fiend!
Kidding aside, of course I am cautious of STDs. Paranoid even. I always made sure to carry at least four or five condoms with me. Since condoms are not 100% safe, I tested myself periodically. Luckily, I never gotten anything.
I recommend that everyone takes safe measures regarding sex. In this day and age of one-night stands, fuck buddies, swingers, and binge drinking, STDs are rampant as cockroaches. If you are dating someone new, I suggest going to a clinic and getting tested together before having any form of unprotected sex. If your partner disagrees with this, then ditch him or her. There is no sense in putting your health in jeopardy.
Even a faithful girl who has only had one sex partner can get an STD. Her partner could have given an STD to her. Even if they both got tested at the beginning of the relationship, he could have cheated on her multiple times and picked something up.
Sex may seem like fun and games in my stories, but there are consequences. You cannot go around having unprotected sex without a care in a world. I advise everyone to do so responsibly. Avoiding promiscuous people doesn't always work.
Regarding your other question, I allow cameras at my parties. Girls are free to take pictures of me. Most girls ask for my permission beforehand, and that's very nice of them to do so. Some of the wilder parties ban cameras though, because they want no evidence around that will get them in trouble later.
If anyone has anymore questions, feel free to e-mail me: sinistralmetal@yahoo.com
Hello Dion,
Hope you doing good...I have 2 questions for you..hope you can answer...
You being a stripper sometimes have sex with the females..Are you not afraid if someone is having AIDS or STDs..You are always sure that you wont get infected??
and
are there cameras allowed in hens party?how do women and you see that there are no pics clicked??
thank you..
STDs are like trophies! They're proof that you can get laid. The more STDs you get, the more evidence you have of getting laid. You see, if you have HIV, syphillis, gonnorhea, and chlamydia, then you are one amazing sex fiend!
Kidding aside, of course I am cautious of STDs. Paranoid even. I always made sure to carry at least four or five condoms with me. Since condoms are not 100% safe, I tested myself periodically. Luckily, I never gotten anything.
I recommend that everyone takes safe measures regarding sex. In this day and age of one-night stands, fuck buddies, swingers, and binge drinking, STDs are rampant as cockroaches. If you are dating someone new, I suggest going to a clinic and getting tested together before having any form of unprotected sex. If your partner disagrees with this, then ditch him or her. There is no sense in putting your health in jeopardy.
Even a faithful girl who has only had one sex partner can get an STD. Her partner could have given an STD to her. Even if they both got tested at the beginning of the relationship, he could have cheated on her multiple times and picked something up.
Sex may seem like fun and games in my stories, but there are consequences. You cannot go around having unprotected sex without a care in a world. I advise everyone to do so responsibly. Avoiding promiscuous people doesn't always work.
Regarding your other question, I allow cameras at my parties. Girls are free to take pictures of me. Most girls ask for my permission beforehand, and that's very nice of them to do so. Some of the wilder parties ban cameras though, because they want no evidence around that will get them in trouble later.
If anyone has anymore questions, feel free to e-mail me: sinistralmetal@yahoo.com
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