Chapter 7

“Hey, lover boy!” he said in an exuberant voice, clutching Sam in his arms and kissing him.

“You’re in a better mood now than when I last saw you,” Sam said in relief.

“I got my workout done and I’m ready to dance,” Joel replied.

“I was about to jump into the shower when you came in.”

“Go ahead. I’ll go next and we can go to the club then.”

With much of his worries gone, Sam relaxed and began to look forward to dancing that evening. Everything was all right with the world.

They arrived at the City, greeted by dozens of fans waiting to see them dance. Like Joel, Sam loved the attention, having guys throw money at him for the sole purpose of letting them see his almost naked body.

He mounted his stage, thrusting his hips forward as he began to dance. The men around him cheered and produced money. Sam liked teasing them, too. He let them stick bills into the waist of his thong and then stroked a cheek, making them think they had a chance.