NSFW Scaraether: Poles and Sunshine
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CW: stripping, cum-play, butt plugs, licking, blow-jobs, anal sex, fishnet ripping, kissing, saliva, bulge kink, NSFW, anal fingering, size kink, riding, marking, cream pie, hot-dogging, spanking, biting, swallowing,
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Scaramouche was a regular at âLate Night Paradiseâ a strip club located on the outskirts of town. He went almost every two weeks using his paychecks to decorate the stage as the dancers performed.
No one knew what his job was or how he seemed to have an endless supply of money. Why he decided to travel to this certain location, passing by the clubs downtown was also a mystery.
After paying his fee to enter and ordering a drink, he sat near the stage. Watching the dancers spin and tumble to the music.
Scara had plenty of 1âs, 5âs, and even 10âs to throw on stage. Of course he had 20âs but those were for a certain dancer he had grown to enjoy. The reason he went out of his way every week to travel so far.
Before Scaramouche could gather the rest of his cash. The lights had further dimmed in the club as a new track began to play. All of a sudden smoke filled the stage and the blonde dancer emerged out of the smoke.
Scaramouche adjusted himself in his seat as he noticed the tightness in his pants. He was way too familiar with this dancer. He was often the highlight of the night, earning him the title of âSun-Rayâ, due to his blonde hair and slim waist.
The man watched as Sun-Ray made his way up the pole. Taking his time to follow the beat to the music. He glanced at the audience every now and then, making sure to exaggerate how easily his body curved and danced on the pole. When he reached the top he used his legs as an anchor and leaned back. Scara was at the edge of his seat, clenching the $20 bill in his hand waiting patiently for what he would do next.
With the drop of the base, Sun-Ray began to descend from the pole. His body moved effortlessly as he spun and flipped. It was almost as if the pole wasnât even there. Scaramouche was in awe. From the first time he wandered into this club, the first time he saw him, he knew he had to have him.
Later on in the evening as the crowd lessened and the dancers were granted a break, Scaramouche walked to the bar.
âHey comrade! Back again? Would you like a refill on your drink?â The orange haired bartender always seemed to be in a good mood. It was a little humorous given their setting, you would think there werenât strippers around them.
âNo, I'm okay.â Scara responded, Iâd like to rent a private dance with Sun-Ray. Iâve had my eyes on him for quite a while now.â
The bartender was about to question why Sun-Ray of all the dancers but with the serious look on Scaraâs face he decided not to. Taking his money he walked him to one of the back private rooms.
âJust sit here, Iâll let him know youâre waiting.â
Scaramouche sat on the couch that looked like it had been through things. It held stains in places one wouldnât think stains could be held. Regardless, Scara sat down. He didnât want to miss out on this opportunity before him.
Not long after he sat, Sun-Ray appeared at the door. He was wearing a different outfit than before. A shirt that had a heart-shaped cutout in the front showing off his chest, fishnets on his slender legs, and a mini skirt that barely covered his ass. If Scara hadnât known better heâd explode right there.
Barely holding himself together he sat up and cleared his throat so he could speak, but before he could get a word out Sun-Ray spoke.
âItâs about time you requested for me. Youâve been coming for months now, I was beginning to think you werenât actually into me.â
Scara scoffed as a light blush appeared on his face, taken aback by how sweet and delicate Sun-Rayâs voice was.
âI figured Iâd finally grab your full attention, the name is Scaramouche but you can call me Scara.â Scara leaned back into the couch allowing his arms to rest as he crossed his legs, trying to hide the growing bulge in his pants.
âAether,â The boy replied as he climbed up on the platform that held the pole that stood in the middle of the room. âLetâs get started shall we?â
With that Aether grabbed a remote that connected to the music and light controls in the room, and dimmed the lights. He had his own playlist for when he performed privately.
After allowing the music to start, Aether began to walk around the pole. He was more than familiar with Scara. From the first moment he saw him in the audience he was drawn into his mysterious presence.
First it started with a couple visits a month, and the more Aether was the highlight of the night the more frequently he would stop in. Aether knew from there that he was visiting for him specifically. He always gave him $20âs and $50âs nothing less than that. In Aetherâs world that was how you gained someoneâs attention.
By month 3 Aether began to perform solely for Scara. He made sure his body was always oiled, and his outfits were just a tad too promiscuous, sheers, and lace always shaped nicely to his body. Aether wanted Scara to know that he got his messages clearly, and wanted to get to know him as much as he wanted to know him.
Aether continued his performance on the pole now that the two were finally alone together. He strutted around the pole, almost as if he was a snake, his waist curved around and his legs hugged the pole tightly.
Stealing lustful glances at Scaramouche, Aether began to climb the pole to perform some of his tricks, going to the top and dropping down into a split; he let his body hit the floor and bent over in front of Scara, flashing his ass to him. Scara could feel the sweat form on his brow as he noticed the bright purple butt plug Aether had been hiding.
Fuck Scara said to himself. He sat up subtly as the tightness of his pants was beginning to hurt. He gritted his teeth as he continued to watch Aether perform.
After showing his ass Aether stood up and began to walk towards Scaramouche. When he was off the platform he dropped to his knees and began to crawl towards him. When Aether reached Scaraâs legs he used his nails to dig at them, staring into his eyes he made the motion of sucking his dick by bobbing his head up and down.
Next Aether placed his hands on Scaraâs thighs, spreading them and exposing his bulge. Scara blushed and Aetherâs eyes flashed from how big his bulge was, but quickly snapped back into his lustful stare. Now in between Scaraâs legs, Aether grabbed his hands and placed them on the back of his waist.
Aether swayed to the music and let Scara freely explore his body. Having the opportunity to finally touch him Scara let himself grab his ass and thighs, pulling him closer. Aether leaned forward and sat down straddled on Scaraâs lap.
He placed his arms around his neck, using his hands to play with his purple hair as he rolled his body into his. Scaramouche had his hands fully on Aetherâs ass as moans silently escaped his lips. He could feel Aether rubbing against his bulge and it felt so good.
âFuck, Aether, what are you doing to me?â Scaramouche asked out loud as Aether continued relentlessly.
Aether smirked to himself and leaned his head into Scaraâs neck. He whispered into his ear.
âI want to make you happy, Scara. Will you let me?â Aether licked from Scaraâs neck up to his ear as he fell back into the rhythm of the music.
When Aether sat up he looked into Scaraâs eyes. The two stared at each other for what couldnât have been more than a second before they kissed. It was as if sparks flew from the both of them, as if the Earth fell in line with the moons and the stars. A passionate kiss that turned into making out. Scara placed his hand behind Aether's head as they melted into each other.
The two moaned together, finally being able to be up close and personal, the two didnât want the moment to end.
âTake your clothes off Scara, I need you,â
Aether spoke in breaths, as he began to take his own shirt off. When Scara nodded that it was okay, he let Aether take his shirt off. The two paused longer to take off their pants and undergarments.
When Scara pulled his pants down Aether gulped, it was one thing to see his bulge but his full size wasâŠimpressive to say the least. It framed him nicely, with his broad shoulders and thin waist. His muscles were nicely toned as well.
Aether pulled his skirt, and was about to pull his fishnets down before being stopped by Scara.
âNot those,â Scara whispered to him. Aether agreed, leaving himself and the butt-plug that decorated his asshole beautifully.
Scaramouche stared at Aether in awe. He was taken aback with just how pretty he was,
Aether shifted his body to allow Scara to fall on the couch, hovering above him he continued to kiss his lips, forehead and cheeks. He lowered his thighs down to meet his erection with his own. and slowly glided along his length.
Scaramouche was beside himself, other than the kisses from Aetherâs soft lips, the tension building was almost too much for him, and Aether wasnât making it easy, the friction the two shared was elaborate. Scaraâs noises from frustration were drowned out by the music that had continued to play in the room.
Aether enjoyed toying with Scara, he had wanted nothing more than to get up close and personal to him. He sat up on Scara, which led to some pre-cum to begin dripping from him and he pulled his butt plug out, tossing it onto the pile of clothes next to them.
He reached down again to align Scaraâs dick with his hole and slowly placed his tip near his entrance.
Scara whimpered from the sensation, they were so close but so far. Aether began to slide his ass against Scaraâs shaft, trying to build up some more lubricant from their pre-cum.
Scara placed his hands on Aetherâs ass again, ripping his fishnets off of him as he became restless. Soon enough Aether was ready to take in Scara, and together Scara helped lift Aether on to him.
âHn-ng, Scara youâre soâŠâ Aether practically shook as Scaramouche guided him down and back up. Using his ass as grips for his hands. Blush rose to Aetherâs face as he eased into how full Scara was inside him.
Aetherâs eyes rolled to the back of his head when Scara started to increase the pace and depth of his strokes. He acted hungrily, shifting to hold onto his waist as he slammed his dick into Aether. Aether let him know he hit his most sensitive areas when a moan erupted from him. Aether could do nothing but keep his hands on Scaraâs chest. Riding the waves of pleasure that overtook him. Soon enough Aether had his first orgasm, cum oozed from his cock as he climbed down from the high.
Aether fell forward as he relaxed, not worrying about laying in his own cum. Scara chuckled.
âI thought youâd last longer than that Sun-Ray, Let me take over.â Scara kissed Aetherâs forehead before lifting him and placing Aether on the couch. Aether reconnected to reality when he noticed Scara was now over him.
Scara had an almost evil glare to him, he reached down to Aetherâs chest and began to suck his nipples, leaving marks on them. Aether whined from the stimulation as he hadnât quite recovered from the first earth shattering orgasm.
Scara enjoyed himself, Aether was so cute when he blushed, he wanted to absolutely ruin him. He moved lower, kissing his tummy, not worrying about the cum that was still on Aether. Soon enough he reached his dick that was quickly growing another erection.
Scara took Aetherâs dick in his mouth and Aether bucked his hips from how quickly it happened.
âScara- please, uhng-â Aether melted into moans as Scara bobbed his head up and down. As he got a rhythm going he used a hand to take some of the cum that laid on Aetherâs chest and stuck two fingers into his ass to finger him with.
Aether reached his hand up to his mouth because if he had screamed surely someone would think that he was in danger. The stimulation was so much, and all scara did in response was add more fingers.
Scara smirked as he continued to finger and suck on Aetherâs dick. He glanced up to watch the boy, he was so cute, wriggling and writhing under him. His whimpers turned into moans as he hit another orgasm. Scara swallowed everything that Aether released. When he was done he smiled and took his fingers out of Aether.
âSuch a good boy Aether..â Scaramouche spoke as he wiped his lips. Aether under him was breathing heavily, not understanding how Scara could make him cum so quickly but also wanting more. He reached up to grab hold of Scaraâs hands.
âPlease, more Scara, I-I can take itâŠâ
âHmâ Scara slightly blushed from how adorable Aether was. He brought his hand up to his lips as he kissed him yet again.
âAs you wish Aether,â
With that Scara positioned himself to enter Aether again, placing his legs on top of his shoulders as he positioned himself and began to ease his way back into him. Scara moaned as Aetherâs tightness took over him.
Aether was speechless, placing his arm over his eyes as Scara picked up his pace. Scara wouldnât have that, and pulled his arm away from his face.
âNo, no Aether, I want to see you, I want to look at your face every second.â Scara moved deeper into Aether, finding a rhythm that hit his most sensitive areas with every thrust. Aether held his mouth open as the pleasure overtook him.
Scara moved his hands to hold Aether still at his waist. When Aether could no longer move he moved his hand back up to his face. Irritated, Scara grabbed one of his hands and pinned it to the couch, and took Aetherâs other hand and placed it on his lower abdomen.
âSince you donât want to look at me fuck you, you can feel me fuck you instead,â Scara spoke through his teeth as he went harder into Aether. Aether began to whimper from how passionate Scara was with him. He hadnât slowed his pace at all, if anything he went faster and harder.
He must work at the gym Aether thought to himself. His endurance was out of this world.
Aether remembered he could feel Scara pound into him, the bulge in his stomach growing and sinking as he was fucked.
âIm- Im close Aether, are you?â Scaramouche was almost trembling as he reached climax. Aether couldnât get any words out but shook his head and together the two moaned as they rode the high of their orgasms.
Aether gasped as Scara finished inside of him, his warm fluid filled him and he again came on the couch, adding to the stains that already filled it.
Scaramouche pulled out and went to grab the butt plug that Aether had tossed before they got more intimate. He walked back to Aether and wiped it on the cum that laid on his chest before sticking it back into him, receiving a whimper from Aether.
âI donât want you to forget about tonight,â Scara spoke before he went to grab some towels to help wipe off Aether.
When the two were clean Scara helped Aether sit up and put his clothes back on. After that the two stood, and Scara placed 10 $100 bills in the waistband of Aetherâs skirt. He also added a paper with a note.
When he was done he brought Aether in to bite his neck and kissed his cheek. Next he slapped his ass and began to walk out the room.
âIâll see you around Sun-Ray, have a good night.â
Aether was in a state of shock, partly from the amount of money he just received, and partly from being absolutely destroyed only about 30 minutes ago. He took his money to go put it in his locker, and opened the note, where inside was a date and address.
Aether put the paper in his bag along with the money and paused thinking to himself, What have I gotten myself into?
