'Oh God, I think I'm going to die.' Ryo moaned, looking up at the ceiling of "Club Lust" where he was now undercover. Currently he was next in line to dance. His first dance was a solo dance to introduce him to the customers. Karl/Kaylee had failed to mention that they'd have to dance solo and Ryo was almost hyperventilating; he was so nervous.
He looked down at himself, wondering if he could really do this; he was afraid people would see right through him and know he wasn't a stripper.
'I'm so going to get busted.' Ryo thought as he watched the current dancer dance.
He'd never seen anything like this before. Even though he was of a ripe age of thirty-two, Ryo had never watched any naughty videos and he'd never seen anyone so close to being naked.
The person dancing was a very cute Irish man, who was living with cousins here in New York. The audience seemed to really like this guy. It had to be the innocent look in his green eyes, that very bright red hair and a lot of it was probably because of the way this Irish boy flushed.
Ryo had learned his name was Connor and he'd been dancing for a couple of weeks. He was a new favorite.
Clapping and cheering could be heard and Ryo gulped, knowing Connor's dance was almost over. He looked over at the teen; his face flushed as his eyes traveled up and down the eighteen year old's naked body
Clapping, Kaylee walked out onto the stage; everyone knew he was a man and a lot of the customers had a thing for men who dressed up as women so Kaylee got a lot of catcalls.
"Next we have a fresh face. Everyone please welcome Ryo." Kaylee grinned, holding a hand out toward Ryo.
Connor gathered his clothes and walked over to Ryo. As he passed the cop, he smiled, "Good luck, hotty."
Ryo's eyes skyrocketed, "t-thanks," he stuttered, walking out onto the stage.
A slow, sensual beat started, but Ryo was frozen; his eyes were wide and staring into the eyes of many lustful men.
A few catcalls sounded, and someone yelled for Ryo to get a move on.
Slowly, Ryo remembered where he was and what he was supposed to be doing. He licked his lips, seductively, and then started to sway his hip around; the same way he’d practiced with Dee.
Shutting his eyes, Ryo tried to push away everything that was going on around him, so that it was only him, the stage and the music.
Biting his lower lip, Ryo thrust his hips out.
Behind the stage, Dee, Drake and JJ watched Ryo, eyes wide.
“He’s doing good,” JJ commented.
“Too good.” Dee said, his arms crossed. He didn’t like the way the men were looking at his Ryo; the way they yelled for him. No, he didn’t like it at all.
“Now, now, Dee,” Drake put a hand on Dee’s shoulder, as if to keep the man in place. “Ryo’s only doing his job.” There was a double meaning to that sentence and only Dee, Drake and JJ knew that.
“I know.”
Dee smirked, “man, why can’t I get him to do things like that when we’re alone?”
“Give him a little brandy…”
Everyone jumped, turning to face none other then Fritz; the man they were investigating.
“Excuse me?” Dee looked at Fritz.
“That little hotty out there doesn’t look like he could hold much liquor.” Fritz stroked his chin. He made an ‘mm’ sound as he watched Ryo dance, and then walked away.
Hot in the face, Dee glared after Fritz. “You know what he was hinting at?” Dee gritted his teeth, “the bastard!”
“Calm down, Dee.” Drake cautioned.
“Dee, you don’t think he meant that, do you?” JJ muttered.
“I do; he basically told me to booze Ryo up so I can have my way with him; in other words, rape him.”
Dee may be a horny pervert, but there was no way in Hell that he’d ever do something like that to anyone.
JJ shivered, “he gives me the hebby jeebies.”
“He’s one sick…” Drake trailed off as a couple of dancers walked toward them. He lowered his voice, “you know what I mean.” he said to Dee and JJ.
“Yes, but is he the one?” JJ whispered.
“Well so far, I say he’s the only one I think would be kidnapping someone and doing away with them.” Dee said, stone faced.
“Ah oh,” Drake’s eyes went wide. “Let’s say hypothetically; this guy’s kidnapping strippers he finds appealing; he most likely has his way with them, then gets ride of them, by either killing them himself or having someone else do the dirty work.”
“Yeah,” Dee nodded. That made sense. If a gay man was kidnapping a bunch of gay strippers, what else would he do with them other then rape them? Not like he was kidnapping them to have a bloody tea party.
“Okay, so we know he likes Ryo; therefore he probably has a thing for men of Ryo’s build, hair color and race.”
Dee glared, “if he ever touches Ryo…”
“Calm down, don’t forget where we are.” JJ sighed, hoping nobody overheard Dee; some times Dee could be such a loud mouth.
“So what have we got?” Drake whispered.
“Sandy brown hair, blue eyes, muscled build, half Japanese, half American; though Ryo looks full American, minus his eyes; shy personality… and a… virgin…” Dee said, counting off Ryo’s attributes; things Fritz might be into.
“Virgin?” JJ blinked, looking at Dee.
Dee looked up, “he’s never been with another man, bonehead; that’s what I meant by virgin.”
“What about with a girl?” JJ asked.
“He’s thirty-two, so I’m pretty sure he’s pass that stage, though, we’ve never talked about that.” Dee said.
Ryo was almost through his song; he had everything off, but his boxers and funnily enough, his socks. So he wasn’t a professional stripper; nobody seemed to care.
The cop was just starting to lower his waistband slightly, when there was a loud sound coming from outside the building. The lights flickered and the music went off for a second before coming back on. This brought Ryo back to reality and he saw himself nearly naked and in front of many lusting men.
Ryo’s eyes went wide.
Another sound came from outside, and this time when the power flickered, it went off and stayed off. Ryo was left in darkness.
Unsure about what to do, Ryo just stood still.
“It’s a power failure,” somebody said.
“Oh, thanks so much for that, Captain Obvious.” someone sarcastically said.
‘What I want to know is what that sound was and why the power went off,’ Ryo thought, bending down to feel around for his clothes. He managed to find his shirt quickly and pulled it back on. A few more blind swipes with his hands and Ryo found his pants.
He pulled them on and felt better; not a whole lot better; he was still lost in the dark; but a little better, all the same.
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