Six months after Nick had run away from home did I even learn about his coming out and the hatred he received from everyone in town.When I finally tra...ked Nick down he was working at a gay male strip club, if you call it that, in the back alleys of south side of Metro City. The club was not much more than old rum bar for chicken hawks and guys on the DL.Watching his floor showing, I was shocked. The little boy I once knew was gone and a young muscle jock moved around the make shift dance floor.. At the bottom of the slopes we held each other close and looked out to sea. She’d acquiesced to my love of her being braless, and so it was easy to allow my fingers to tease at her breasts as the gentle spring breeze cooled her quickly warming skin. A gentle moan and a pressure against by hardening cock, gave me added pleasure and more joy in her beauty and my erotic pleasure in her sexual expression. We stayed enjoying a peaceful moment – the only walkers in either direction on a sunny. The bucket was really just a bucket for pissing in. I could have walked down several flights to the porta john's but I couldn't wait.As I headed for the secluded back of the floor I heard whistling and as I turned the corner I almost bumped into Jake, one of the other guys assigned to the lighting chore. I wasn't surprised to see Jake there, he's a big guy with a big attitude, he's constantly telling the boss to fuck off. He's been in jail, has arms the size of my legs, is covered in tattoos. I had always gone along with it because once she returned to our marital bed, our sex life was always healthy. I didnt see it as threatening in any way. Disappointing yes, but not threatening!. On the screen the man was now standing over Ellen again. Stand up! he ordered. Im going to rip through your clothes now before I beat that ass hard! He placed the blade of the knife at the neck of Ellens dress and then sliced down to the hem splitting it quickly into two. He then yanked her bra cups off.