Dick Dancers

By Alex Morgan

Narcissistic and arrogant, Joel is on top of his world. His ginger features and perfectly sculpted body have made him one of the most popular male dancers in Manhattan. His partner Sam is also a favorite dancer but doesn’t have a following like Joel’s.

When Joel starts receiving text messages and pictures from a secret admirer, Sam becomes concerned because Joel enjoys the extra attention. But soon, the unknown admirer elevates his stalking to physical attacks.

Joel realizes Sam is right and he has to confront his stalker to end his attacks, but how far is his secret admirer willing to go?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Mar 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781611527353

Alex Morgan

Alex Morgan became the youngest member of the US women’s national soccer team in 2009 and competed in the 2011 FIFA World Cup. She was the first overall pick in the 2011 Women’s Professional Soccer draft and landed a spot on the US Olympic women’s soccer team in 2012. At the 2012 Summer Olympic Games, held in London, Morgan won her first Olympic medal, a gold, with the American team. In 2015, she achieved her lifelong goal of winning a World Cup trophy, in the most-watched soccer match in US history. She now plays for the Orlando Pride in Orlando, Florida.

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Dick Dancers

By Alex Morgan

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Copyright 2015 Alex Morgan

ISBN 9781611527353

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Dick Dancers

By Alex Morgan

Joel couldn’t hear a damn thing over the deafening thump-thump of the club mix booming over the speakers and that was fine with him. It made it easier to ignore the shouts and calls from the men crowded around the platform where he was dancing. The colored beams of light piercing the darkness, moving back and forth, illuminated small areas of the bar for a split second, exposing a mass of men bumping and grinding to the beat of the music. The darkness helped him avoid eye contact with his worshipers holding up dollar bills and larger currency in their hands, wanting to slip them into the thin elastic band of his thong. He had to be careful since some of them tried to grab his cock or his ass. Sometimes he would give them a brief flash of what glory lay beneath the gauzy material so they could see it was all real, but too often someone wanted more than a peek.

If they did, Joel would slap their hand away. The guy would be upset but he wouldn’t leave. None of them did. They came here to see him or one of the other dick dancers here at the City. Mostly, him.

The club had been open less than three months and it was already one of the most popular gay bars in New York City. Management expressed their gratitude to Joel, whose presence had helped the City gain his prominence in a competitive environment like Manhattan.

His ginger looks set him apart from the other dancers, the majority of whom had dark features. With Joel’s red beard, blue eyes, and white smile, patrons flocked to his platform.

He ran a hand across his muscular chest with its thin coat of hair and gave the crowd a sultry look. They cheered. Joel bent over to give the men behind him a good look at his ass. He clenched his muscles and the thong disappeared between his cheeks. The cheering increased in volume. Unfortunately, this position put his face too close to the old troll at the front of the crowd.

Geez, how old is he? Thirty-five? Forty? There’s got to be an age limit on who they let in here. Joel made a mental note to talk to management about that.

The troll held out a twenty-dollar bill and motioned he wanted to put it in Joel’s thong.

Not on your life, pal. Joel kept his beaming smile and clenched the money with his teeth. He wiggled his eyebrow suggestively and stood back up.

The troll wasn’t finished. He waved at Joel to lean toward him again, as if he wanted to say something.

Might as well get it over with, Joel thought. He crouched down and the troll rose up on his toes.

I live just around the corner, he shouted over the din. You want to come over after you’re done here?

Joel’s smiling expression never wavered. You’re very sweet, but I’ve got a boyfriend.

You can bring him over, too, the troll said, sounding desperate. We could have a three way.

Does he really think he has a