1. Crazy night


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: First Time Gay Male, Author: commerciale63, Source: xHamster

    My dad and I went out for a drink the day he got off probation. He was so excited to be able to do what he wanted again that we planned to make a night of it. Once we were about three beers in at my favorite brew pub, I was feeling the truth serum effect of the booze and ended up admitting to my dad that I'd been working as a stripper for the past two months. My dad's a wild boy that never quite grew up so he definitely wasn't pissed, but he was floored. "You're what now?!" "I'm a stripper now, dad. I uh- one night a week I take off my clothes for money," I tried to keep a straight face so he'd know I wasn't k**ding but the look of disbelief in his eyes made me tense enough that I had to laugh. He didn't believe me. I told him I wouldn't be making this up if it wasn't true. I just couldn't convince him so we dropped the subject and just played a game of pool. During the game, he noticed a couple of guys over at a table in the corner holding hands and pointed em out to me smiling, thinking it was strange. It wasn't something you saw too often at the kind of bar we were at, but it was chill. People mostly just keep to themselves, ya know? "Actually dad, it's funny cause I forgot to mention, the club I strip at – is a gay club!" I'm pretty sure I would not have admitted that to him if it wasn't for all the beer in my system, but my dad's cool guy, so I knew he wouldn't really mind when it came down to it. "Hahahaha! I knew you were fuckin with me, you little punk!" "Haha, but ...
    ... seriously dad, I take my clothes off for mostly men." "You've gotta be fuckin with me. If you're a stripper-," he paused d***kenly. "It's a Saturday! How come you're not up on the pole right now?" "Haha, they don't have a pole and I'm off tonight. I only work one day a week." "Oh yeah? Prove it." "Dad you're asking me to take you to a gay club." "I'm calling your bluff is what I'm doin!" So I pay our tab and call a cab to pick us up. While we were waitin outside the bar, I think my dad started to get the impression that I might be serious. "So what, does this mean you're gay now?" I didn't really want to admit to my dad that I was actually bi. I guess it was something I was still coming to terms with. I'd only fooled around with a couple of guys I'd met at the club so I wasn't totally comfortable with the label yet. "No, but they pay well. More than girls, what I really like is cash!" We both laughed. The cab got us there I think about a half hour later. While we were standing out front my dad must've noticed the big rainbow flag that's hung across our front window cause he said, "Huh," in a sort of `well-imagine-that' kind of way. So as we're walking inside I can hear this gritty industrial song playing. After we get past the entryway, I see one of the guys up on stage doin a suspension show in the leather straps in just a thong and boots. I elbow my dad and practically yell so he can hear me, "Ever seen that before?" "Hell no! Hahaha! Where the fuck have you taken me?" My ...
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