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Friday, June 27, 2025

[SS-1556] Lamppost Stripping


LAMPPOST STRIPPING

"Hey there, buddy! You want a show?!"

I stop in the middle of my walk in the dark alley. I came from work and finished very late in the evening. I decided to take the shortcut, even though I knew these alleyways are notrious for being saturated with petty criminals.

I clutch onto my bag. I got my swiss army knife, ready to defend myself. The man who called me is standing by the lamp post. He looks muscular and burly. He looks like someone dangerous.

But why is he wearing just blue trunks?

"I am a small employee, okay? You won't be able to take money from me," I warn him, "I will fight back if you try to do something."

"Woah, this is not a hold up. This part of the alley is for men who would like to get street escort services."

"Oh..."

The man starts gyrating. "So, what do you say? You got pennies to spare?"


I smirk, "I don't have much on me." I want to try whether I can get this man, he is hot, "how much can this take me?" I show him a few paper bills.

He laughs, "haha. That's too little. But sure. Let me at least dance for you."

He gets my money and starts pole dancing on the lamppost. There is just something so erotic about a burly man whorishly dancing like that under the dim lights.

I whip out my cock and start jacking off while watching him.

He cooes, "oh. Nice cock. Let me suck that. For free." Then he kneels on the cold asphalt.

I walk to him and he immediately gobbles my dick. He sucks like a pro. Soon, he is drinking my semen.

He smirks and looks up at me, "that was worth the wait. You may go home now. And please come back soon."




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