He Thought a STRIPPER Could Turn Him un-GAY!!!

Partly to satisfy my curiosity - and partly to see if I could finally silence that small voice in my head telling me I'm still a real man and that real men get turned on by pussy, not cock - I went to a strip club a few weeks ago to see if I could get aroused by a sexy naked woman.

I had not been to this club in years, so none of the dancers knew me. As soon as I walked in one of the dancers got all over me - she watched me enter the club and winked and stared at me from the small cage stage next to the bar. She started to talk to me - then came and sat next to me after her set. We sat and talked at the bar for a good while. She danced a few sets but always came right back to me. She got really pissy every time another girl would come near - funny cause I was not really tipping or buying her drinks - she was sponging them off one of her regulars sitting on the other side of her who she pretty much ignored otherwise. (She was really pretty too - she was in several ads in the local Strip Club magazine.)

Eventually I got drunk enough to ask her back to a private room - where, to leave out the unimportant details and cut to the chase, she eventually backed her ass into my face, trying to get me to smell her lil pussy - but I could not resist her starfish, I grabbed her hips and went to town eating out her sweet butthole ... mmm, luv'd munching on that. She did not resist at all. However I was not aroused at all when she pretty much forced her pussy into my face. I ate her - but clinically - and never got hard all night.

She got off at least once and even kissed me, not just a quickie kiss, but like this raunchy French kiss which I thought, other than she was trying to work a fat tip out of me, was hot. Then because she had been drinking the champagne (extremely overpriced champagne you buy to get to the private room), she got a little confessional and told me that she had never gone as far as this before at the club. I'm thinking, yeah this is a good line, she probably works this on all the guys. Then she went on and told me (she crossed her heart that it was the god's honest truth) that her boyfriend had taken her virginity a few years ago - his was the only cock she had ever let in her pussy despite everyone thinking her occupation means she's fucked a million guys - and that I was the first one to really physically turn her on besides him. She gave me her number, actually she punched it into my cell phone then practically got on her knees and begged me to call her after she got off work. I know she actually liked me and was not faking it - I didn't tip her much at all, actually I tipped pretty badly - that was the give-away. So did I take her out after the club closed - take her to a motel and become the second man to fuck that tight hot stripper's pussy?

Hell No.

After leaving I went home that night and fucked myself with a nice big rubber dicktoy while watching gay porn movies on the net. I sat there edging and rubbing my pre-cum all over my lips and sucking it off my fingers - and I literally exploded when I came and gobbled my own cum after rubbing it all over my face. It was one of the most intense orgasm I've given myself yet.

And oh yeah, I deleted her number from my phone.

Dating and having real sex with a hot female dancer was actually my number one fantasy up until you changed me into a faggy little cockslut, Sara - and I still can't believe I had the reality in my hands and let it simply slip away without any regrets. It is so perversely humiliating to know I turned down a hot stripper who any real man would have given his left nut to fuck down cold; and instead had a mind-blowing orgasm using a dildo while watching two hung studs do a hot 69 on my PC.