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The Bouncer. Part 2

By Wolfie Steel.

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I walk back out into the main room of the club carrying my new uniform, which consists of a light blue button down shirt, a pair of tight black jeans, a jacket for when I am working on the door in the cold, and a stab vest. In my left trouser pocket I have the radio handset, while in my right trouser pocket I have the earpiece and microphone for the radio.

As I get to the centre of the dance floor I hear Lance's voice calling me from the office which is situated behind the bar, I arrive at the open door and knock solidly upon it.

"Come in JC and close the door behind you"

I do as Lance commands, once the door is closed I head over to the desk where the Doberman is sitting, he has his paws full with various items of paperwork, at first he continues to scan the papers before him and then he looks away from the paperwork and looks at me.

"Ah, I see Big Guy loaded you up with everything you need, short of the kitchen sink, but I have something extra I want to give you"

Lance takes a medium sized square box from one of his desk drawers and hands it over to me; I look between him and the box many times, each with a confused look on my face. Lance stands from his seat and walks around his desk to where I am standing, he then sits on the front edge of the desk and speaks.

"Go ahead, open it"

I gently open the box, inside there are three sets of keys, one looks like a key to a car, the other two look to be keys to unknown doors, my confused look continues, so Lance takes the box from my paw and begins to explain each key. The first key that he holds up is the car key.

"Ok, I'm guessing that you don't have much in the way of transport, so in the car park that is behind the club you will find a Maloo, which if you aren't all that up with your cars, is basically an Australian Ute or as we say Pick Up truck, with attitude, I bought it originally so we could get supplies for the club, but I now have everything delivered so it is kind of redundant now so you can use it as you wish"

Lance wasn't kidding when he said that the truck had attitude, I once watched a show where they pitted a Maloo against a Mustang, the Maloo ate the Mustang for breakfast, and then Lance held up a second key and continued to speak.

"This key is probably the most important key you will ever have, as it is the key to the main doors of the club, it's kind of a skeleton key so it will open any door at the club, guard it with your life"

Lance then held the final key in his paw.

"This key is the key that will hopefully get some money put back into your pockets, it is the key to my home, now I know that you have a rented apartment, but believe me when I tell you that renting a place is dead money, I will understand if you don't want to move in, but I won't lie to you I would prefer it if you did, you see the more time that I am around you, the more I know that I want to be with you"

All this hit me like an express train; first Lance was giving me transport, and then he was giving me unlimited access to the night club, followed by access to his personal inner sanctum, his home, and to top it all it seems that he is getting sweeter on me.

"Well Mr. Silver, I won't deny that you asking me to move into your house did catch me a little off guard, but it would be nice to get away from the bills, of course I would pay my way, I am a Rottweiler and not a freeloader, so I would like to take you up on your generous invitation"

Lance lets out a giggle as he stands from his seat and walks to me; he lays a gentle but firm paw on my shoulder and replies.

"Jake, I think the fact that you will soon be living with me gives you the right to call me Lance, of course while we are at the club, then that is the time to be formal"

Lance looks at his watch and continues.

"Now, we open in an hour for the early session, so take that time to get into your uniform and then check the perimeter of the club, so you can get yourself acquainted with its layout"

I gently nod and start heading towards the door until I'm stopped by Lance's voice.

"Jake, seeing as you have your uniform and things with you, just get changed here in the office, don't worry, no one comes in here without my say so, and besides, it will give me a chance to check out the rest of your hunky body"

I blush profusely as I hear his words but I know that pretty soon he will be seeing all that I have to offer, so it may as well be now, and so I start to remove my civilian clothing by first removing my shirt, it is then that Lance surprises me further, he stands in front of me and gently places his paws on my belt buckle. Before I can get a grip on what is happening, Lance has my belt undone and is now working on undoing my trousers, I begin to tense up a little which Lance notices, so he leans forward and whispers into my right ear.

"Don't worry Jake, I'm not going to toss your salad just yet, I just want you to get used to feeling my paws on your belt buckle and trouser fastenings, so just relax"

I try as hard as I can to relax, but no matter how hard I try, I can't stop the inevitable from happening, my Rottie pride stands at full attention as Lance lowers my trousers and boxer shorts. I can see that Lance is starting to salivate as he takes in the view of my rock hard cock.

"Well Jake, it sure looks like I'm not going to be disappointed with you, but damn it's going to be hard not to just drop to my knees and suck you off right here"

I quickly come back to my senses and I bend down to pull my boxers back up, all the while my face is bright pink with a real deep blush, with my boxers now back in place I continue to dress in my new uniform.

After about three minutes I'm ready to go, Lance tells me to twirl for him so he can get the full effect of seeing me in tight trousers, oh sure I feel like a slut doing it, but I figure what the hell, he's already seen me naked, might as well give him what he asks for and so I do my best twirl, now I'm no Fred Astaire but I think I did pretty good, because when I turn back to face Lance he is panting heavily.

"I can see that my investment in you is going to be a good one"

Lance then goes back to his desk and then opens a drawer; he then takes out a small can of mace, he then hands it to me.

"Keep this in your pocket at all times, if you start to feel threatened by someone and the Big Guy is nowhere near, then use the mace, but only as a last resort, now, go and recon the club ready for when we open"

I exit the office and close the door behind me, as I start my recon mission I activate my radio.

"All stations, this is JC, just doin' a recon walk, JC out"

I get confirmation that everyone has heard and understood my radio message and I continue my check of the club. I wonder the hallways and back areas checking every door on my way, all seems quiet as I walk, but then my nose catches a smell, a smokey smell, so I decided to follow the smell to its origin.

I find myself in front of some high shelving units but I can see through them into the area behind, I see the DJ unloading his gear from his truck while his friend is standing off to the side smoking, time for me to earn my money.

I walk around the shelving units into the back loading area and I walk straight up to the DJ's friend, a Hyena dressed in scruffy hole riddled clothes.

"Excuse me bud, but there is no smoking anywhere in this club, if you want to smoke then I suggest you stand outside in the parking area"

The Hyena sneers at me but continues smoking, so I ramp up my voice a little.

"Ok, I have asked you nicely to smoke outside, now I'm telling you, take it outside, or you and me have a problem"

At this point the DJ, a large brown and white Horse by the name of Craig, speaks up.

"Leo, take it outside please bud, I don't want to lose this gig because of you"

Again the Hyena ignores both of us, he then turns to me and makes his reply.

"I'll put my smoke out when I'm fuckin' good and ready, and no jumped up rent-a-cop is gonna tell me otherwise"

By now my heckles are raised to the hilt, I grab hold of the Hyena's shirt and lift him off the floor, I then walk outside and I find the nearest rainwater puddle and I dump him in it, I then stand there and look down at him.

"If you want to make a complaint about me, my name is Jake Cooper and I'm the bouncer here"

I turn away from the Hyena and I head towards the Horse.

"Craig, if I catch him smoking anywhere inside this club again, I'll drop-kick you both out, is that clear?"

The Horse just gently nods his head and I turn away and head back towards the main dance floor area. I take a look at my watch and I see that there is just five minutes until the doors open, and so I stand ready to open the doors, according to my brief, the early part of the evening is just guys coming in after work for a drink, the main event starts at 9pm which is when the DJ plays his tunes.

For the early part, I am just a physical presence to show the patrons of the club that we want the club to be a safe and quite place to relax with a drink and maybe a friend, once 9pm comes though the club becomes a hot bed for guys trying to get in that are either underage or trying to bring drugs in.

Bang on 5pm I open the doors to allow the first few guys in, again I'm not expecting any trouble from these guys and so I just take a seat by the door and watch them all file in, the early shift goes without a hitch, much to my satisfaction, I look at my watch and see 8:59pm, so I stand from my seat and straighten out my uniform and then I take my station at the door.

Instantly I'm met by a young grey furred Wolf, in my mind I know that he is underage so I just block his entrance.

"I take it that you have ID bud?"

The Wolf growls at me.

"Fuck you asshole, I've been coming here for years and I've never had any trouble before"

I lean down to his left ear and reply.

"Firstly, swear at me like that again and you will find yourself in a whole heap of pain, secondly, I'm the new doorman here, so I want to see your ID, if I don't see it, then you don't get in, is that understood?"

The youth tries again to force his way passed me but this time I'm on my radio calling for backup.

"This is JC at the entrance, I got an underage trying to enter, and I need backup"

A minute later and the Big Guy is standing behind me, with his arms crossed over his chest looking down at the youth.

"Daniel, you know that you ain't gettin' in here, you try once each week and fail every time, now get lost before I go to your mom's place and tell her that you have been coming to a gay club"

The youths muzzle suddenly drops to a shocked look and he quickly runs back through the door and off down the street.

The Big Guy turns to me and speaks.

"Good call JC, that is Daniel Chain, and he is 15, what is worse though is that I live right next door to him. Now commend his face to your memory, because he will try you again"

With his speech over, the Big Guy returns back to doing his rounds, and I continue to watch as the customers continue to flow into the club. I will not deny that some of the guys that I see walking through the doors are drop dead gorgeous, I have to adjust myself on many occasions, but then the image of Lance fills my mind and instantly I know that I have the sexiest guy that I could ever wish for sitting in the office and waiting for the moment when we finally close the club and head home.

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