Just a Gigolo
A short and sweet story about a stripper.
The sound of an old fashion needle drop herald the beginning of the recording. Palms sweaty, mouth dry, Jake sat unable to stay still, his tie was digging into his neck and his lepel while fitting seemed to catch on his belly fur. Jake didn't go to strip clubs, even those described as gentlemen's. But, besides himself, here he was among those seated around the tables in the modest crowed. Convinced by an unbearably charismatic friend of the worth of this particular show.
A black panther, Luis, if the poster was to be believed, walked up to the microphone passing his stool. Jake was caught off guard for a moment, like a dear in head lights, mesmerism by Luis's gate. "Welcome everyone, madame mesure bonsoir " the panther spoke sweetly in contrast to the sharp edge of his movements. Methodically timed, precisely balanced between grace and power. For instance Jake noticed, that as Luis spoke the light hit the coat growing from his forepaws in such a way that the gold hidden beneath would peak between the tanned liver spots, as it shined under the stage lights. "This is my first time under the spotlight. So, if everyone could just wish for me to break a leg. On second thought... maybe not", the tornasol panther added. The crowd chuckled knowingly at the panther's joke. Jake though was feeling all the more nervous as the molasses voice brewed forth from the panther's even blacker lips.
Jake's heart bean to race with the music's tempo and intensity. The candied black voice then began to sing " Just a gigolo, Everywhere I go; People Know the part I'm playing." Then, abruptly mid-verse he stopped with a loud cough.
Luis signed to the manager, he seems to have catch on a second to early, just before Luis had begun to signal. The show must go on thought Luis. "Sorry, sorry It's just well... it's so hot and my nerves well..." Luis stated with endearing sincerity. Although Jake felt some disparity between the apology and its rehearsed nature. Calmly Luis took a step towards the stool. Taking a bottle of water from the makeshift table he poured some into the cup that had laid beside it. Luis made a show of taking a sip and undoing the cuffs of his golden dress shirt. From there his clawed hand working its way between the top and bottom fold of his smoke grey bow tie. Pulling on it, Luis undid his tie leaving it to hang limply around his collar. Luis folded his jacket and lay it on the stool tipping over the empty glass.
"I'm such a clutz today." The panther said while crouching with his back turned towards his audience, tail raised and gently bobbing as it helped Luis keep his balance. Jake couldn't help notice how Luis's pants framed his rear. Luis stood back up and signaled for the record. Luis waltzed over to the front of the stage. "Paid for every dance, selling each romance; Ooh, what they're sayin' " Luis continued to sing. Taking the handkerchief from his breast pocket Luis wiped his forehead, clearing the imaginary droplets, before discarding the square of fabric onto the floor. Oddly enough, this solicited a piercing whistle from a client near Jake. It also reminded Jake of his discomfort with the scene.
"There will come a day when youth will pass away; What will they say about me?" Returning to the stool Luis takes a seat and peels of his gleaming left patent leather shoe, it makes a slight thunk as it hits the floor. Luis flexed the claws of his bare hind paw. Jake notices how the spots on the pow shift as the tendons beneath spread and contract. Meanwhile Luis had managed to casually remove his right shoe.
With a hint of actual sorrow Luis sings "When the end comes, I know; They were just the gigolos; Life goes on without me". With a playful air Luis gently swung his legs before using the impulse to rise from the stool. Jake didn't know if it was the gentle crack in Luis's voice or childish movement of his legs, but he was surprised when he had actually felt his heart sink for the performer on stage.
Now, Luis pulled on his tie and unfastened the first two button of his collar in one smooth motion as he sang "I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go; People know the part Luis's playing". Jake had become entranced by the tuft of fur framed between the curves of Luis's pecks wrapped as they were by his gilded shirt.
Expertly, Luis undid the buckle of his belt without skipping a beat "Paid for every dance, selling each romance; Ooh, what they're sayin' ". Luis pulled off his belt, slowly seductively tempting Jake to imagine how he would have ripped the offending leather with as much speed as he could muster.
This time Luis jaunted down the stage and jumped onto the floor below. While he sang "But there will come a day when youth will pass away, What will they say about me?", Luis peeled unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. Jake was transfixed mere feet away for all the worlds eyes to see where Luis's defined abs. Jake traced the pattern of Luis's liver spots as they rand sown his neck cursing his clavicle, slipping down his chest, running before they hid themselves beneath the seam of the panthers smokey pants.
Luis looked at his audience he saw a few old faces, and one brilliant new face. An adorable timber wolf on a plane navy suit. Luis was use to stare, for goodness sake he's a stripper and this show had been paying well for months now. But, this man wasn't just staring. To Luis it seems as though he was gazing on a man stranded in a dessert and this black panther's iridescent coat is the water of some vast oasis the wolf had just stumbled upon. But, first there where some targets to take care of.
An elegant hog was holding a small tip for the cat. So while Luis sang "When the end comes, I know; It was just a gigolo; Life goes on without me" he sauntered up to the hog while sliding out of shirt and letting fall to the floor where it may. Luis pressed his recently bared chest into the hogs back and while his right hand played with pigs collar and chest his left took a small pack of bills from the pigs hand. With a small peck he strode off to a table with young lioness.
He bent of the lioness table and his tail rapped around her wrist. He undid the clasp above the appendage. Revealing for her eyes the seam of his silken black bikini. Luis guided her paws to his backside, and she slipped a few bills between his skin and the elastic of the panther's undergarment. For good measure she grabbed a paw full of ass cheek. Luis dashed his tail over the hand as if to chastise her. Mean while Jake was finishing what was left of his scotch and pulling out his wallet when Luis had reached his table.
With little holding Luis's pants on, they fell to the floor when he had straitened from the lioness's table. Luis put a hand on Jake's wallet and pushed it away, "You won't need that tonight" Luis whispered into the auburn wolf fluffy ear. Luis pulled on the string of his bikini and they unceremoniously dropped to the ground. Luis naked as the day he was born pushed the timber wolf's chair away from the table. Jake raised his arms like an idiot, but Luis to advantage and wrapped his legs around Jake's torso. Jake's muzzle landed in the crook of Luis's neck, and breathed in the cardamom sweet sent of the panther's body.
As Luis began to gyrate over Jake's lap he could feel the growing stiffness beneath his gluts. The sensation of his own sheath rubbing gently over Jake's soft belly. "Wait for me in the front" Luis whispered into Jake's ear as he got up and began to sing " 'cause! I ain't got nobody; Nobody cares for me, nobody; Nobody cares for me! I'm so sad and lonely! Sad and lonely, sad and lonely". Luis tale flicked from side to side as he walked to towards the stage. Every eye in the room raptured by his tail. A few inches away from the stage he leaps onto the stage landing on all four, before quickly straightening his back. Luis twirled around to stair at Jake "Won't some sweet papi come and take a chance with me?...". Luis winks and the curtain falls.