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DJ took in a deep breath. He wasn't nervous anymore, he'd done this every week for nearly a month now... no, it was a cleansing breath to clear his head. The pink velvet curtain in front of him stood there like a tease, a rose temptress that blocked the vision of his crowd. And suddenly it was all drawn back, revealing the center point of this apparently empty room. A dancer's pole. Clean, metal, and in the center of it all. The dark glass all around him... he knew what it was. Just one way glass to block the customers from touching him and to help him focus on giving them a good show.

He grinned as he slowly stepped out towards the pole, pulling the hairtie out of his head feathers and letting them fall loose in a wild cascade. He ruffled them, stretching out his body to show off his lean form through the tight, cotton fabrics of his clothes. He climbed onto the pole with no ceremony and started to slowly grind up and down it, pressing his crotch into it as if it were a lover, one that he cared for tenderly. He slowly licked it, his pale pink eyes flickering along the dark glass all around him as he pretended to make love to the metal rising from the floor. He slid down to the floor and began to slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing the bright colored fishnet underneath.

Tossing the shirt aside, he stretched yet again to show off his newly revealed chest and stomach. The fishnet dug into his feathers, making him seem wild. This was always so carefully planned. He wanted to seem like a sexual beast, one that would pounce upon one of his many watchers at a moment's notice. He slowed down his movements again and slowly reached under the stage, granting the viewers all around him a great view of his rump through his tight pants. After a bit of feigned fishing around, he pulled out what would become the prize of this show... a glass dildo, tinted with intricate purple designs from top to bottom. He set it next to the pole with a grin, then slowly undid the button of his pants.

Taking up the dildo yet again, he gave the tip of it a lick and then suddenly deep throated the whole thing in one go. No preparation, no deep breath before. He suckled on it as he slowly ran his free paw over his own chest, his own body responding to the situation and the stimulation... the front of his jeans parting and slowly sliding down as he'd choreographed. He stepped out of them slowly and rubbed the bulge in his underwear pointedly, starting to slowly pull the dildo in and out of his mouth. He could almost hear the flood of tips rushing in now as his underwear started to tent, the tip of his shaft slowly revealing itself as he greedily gulped along the fake shaft.

And now, he knew it was time for the true show. The men and even a few women had gathered around and above to watch one thing, and one thing alone. And that quite simply... was his flexibility. He'd practiced for a long time to get this trick down, and this was to be the first night he showcased it. He gave a little gulp as he moved back to the main walk up to the pole and lay on the thinly padded floor. He pulled the dildo out of his mouth slowly and set it to the side, giving it a little glance before he pierced a fingernail into the fabric of his underwear. A thin slice from top to bottom later, and DJ was completely nude save his fishnet shirt. He grabbed the dildo with one paw and slipped it gently under his tailfeathers. He took in a deep breath and with a subtle push, it started to slide in. He pushed firmly down on it until it was all the way inside of him, leaving him almost breathless from the size.

Time for the grand finale, was his only thought as he hoisted his legs up, bending them further and further back as his legs lifted up off the ground. His rump followed and soon he was supported with only his shoulders and neck on the ground, his legs clear behind his head. And right in front of him was his own shaft, drooling precum in definite anticipation of what was to come. He slowly took the tip of his own shaft in his mouth, settling a paw on the base of the dildo inside of him... and with a push in one direction, and a pull from another, DJ was fucking and giving a blowjob to himself. He worked and suckled at his own length while he forced the dildo in and out of his own entrance. It felt so heavenly, as if he were his own unfamiliar lover and was exploring his own body. But without warning, he felt himself pass that point of no return without even realizing it. He jerked his head away from his shaft just in time to give the crowd a good view of his own seed spattering along his beak and face, the thick cream dribbling down to the floor in slow rivulets.

He breathed slowly and raggedly, his eyes closing as he heard the dull clicks of the lights turning off, leaving him in complete darkness. Slowly, he pulled the glass dildo out of his tailhole and set it under the stage again. He gave himself another second or two before standing up slowly, wincing a bit as he realized just how much that dildo had spread him. He gathered his clothes and walked out of the main area, grabbing a towel and wiping his face off.

He suddenly felt a scaled paw fall on his shoulder, but paid it no heed. He already knew who the owner was, and it was that of his boss. He chuckled a bit, still a little out of breath. "So... how'd I do in tips tonight, C.K.?" He turned to the koopa, grinning widely.

"You did it again, DJ! Even after we took our little cut, you still made over a thousand bucks! You're gonna make us rich, my little gay bird. So very, very rich." The koopa was clearly ecstatic, a happy look all over his face. "Now. I know this is sudden, but after you get cleaned up I'd like to have dinner with you in my office."

DJ smiled a little playfully. "Oh, is this you trying to seduce me again, boss? I thought you already did that at my interview?" DJ winked mischievously as the koopa faltered only for a second before letting out a huge chuckle.

"Well getting in your pants was part of the plan, but since you already caught onto it, I might just not do it!" The koopa grinned just as playfully. "Oh, and you do know I don't like boss or C.K. Call me Calvin, wouldja?"

"All right, all right... boss. See you after my shower." DJ walked away, ignoring Calvin's further protests with a chuckle as he headed towards the employee showers.

******

About thirty minutes later DJ was knocking on the door to Calvin's 'office', which was just a trumped up word to mean the koopa's bedroom.

"Come on in, DJ!" Came the koopa's call, which DJ quickly heeded opening the door. Calvin was apparently well prepared for the phoenix's arrival, with the mood lighting already toned down, the bed made perfectly, and two glasses on either side of what looked like a bottle of sparkling white grape juice set on a bedside table. And already on that bed was Calvin, his shirt and pants both already unbuttoned.

DJ smirked a little bit as he slowly undid his own clothes. "Darn, you made me feel a little overdressed for the occasion." A rumbling chuckle came up from the koopa as he opened the bottle of juice with his teeth, spitting the cork into the trashcan.

"Well, we weren't going to just go through the whole awkwardness of both of us wanting it, but unable to for fear of seeming impolite to one another, were we?" Calvin grinned and filled up a glass, handing it to DJ. DJ smiled as he took the glass, sitting down on the bed next to Calvin as the koopa poured his own glass.

"That's true. Where'd you get so smart, hmm?" DJ smiled as he traced a finger along the inside of the koopa's open shirt and feeling the lean but rippling muscles underneath the thick scales. He took a drink from his glass before slowly pulling the koopa's shirt wide open, coaxing it off of Calvin with a grin.

"Mmm... what're you doing, Deej? Something good, I hope..." Calvin rumbled softly as he felt DJ's lips trace along his chest for a brief moment, only to feel a cool liquid dribbling along it a second later. He looked down, grinning as he saw DJ pouring out his glass of juice along the koopa's chest. Once the whole glass was emptied, DJ slowly dipped his head back down and licked up some of the liquid off Calvin's chest, taking in the taste of both Calvin and the juice all in one go.

"Just doing some body shots... if you don't mind, big guy." DJ winked as he licked up more of it, kissing along the koopa's exposed nipples gingerly, his tongue flicking across them. He smiled to himself as the action brought a moan from Calvin. He took Calvin's own glass from him and poured some more of the clear liquid out, this time onto the koopa's stomach where it was lapped away yet again. DJ licked his lips and grinned. "Mmm... a little salty, a little sweet... but all delicious." He giggled a bit as he climbed onto the koopa's chest, gently taking one of Calvin's nipples in between his fingers and giving it a little pinch.

"OoHhh... you know how to tease, DJ... mrawwrrr..." Calvin pulled DJ down and kissed him, pressing his tongue to the bird's beak where it was quickly taken in, tongues dancing along each other in a silent clash of passions. Calvin slowly broke the kiss and grinned wider than DJ had ever seen before. "So... you liked the body shots from my chest and stomach... but why didn't you go a little... lower, hmm?"

DJ giggled. "Well... if my boss wants me to go lower... I will." He slid off the koopa until his beak was flush against Calvin's crotch. He took in a deep, luxurious sniff of the spicy musk rising from underneath before slowly pulling the underwear down and revealing the thick shaft and heavy balls of the koopa. No sheath to contain it, the fat length lay against Calvin's dangling orbs in its half-hard state. DJ took hold of the length and started to slowly stroke along it, feeling the blood start to flow quickly to it in thick, heavy pulses.

He gently licked along the base of the shaft, even as Calvin slowly dribbled a little bit of the juice onto it with a rumbling chuckle, before moving his attentions further up to one of the more defining features of the koopa. He was uncut, and the foreskin just begged to be peeled back to lick the head within... which DJ did. He slowly peeled that foreskin apart, pulling it down to expose the mushroom shaped head of the koopa's shaft and took slow, long licks of it and drawing a shiver from its owner. He took slow, delicate laps at the shaft as the koopa's paw slowly fell onto his head, taking in a fistful of the phoenix's headfeathers.

"Nnn... oohhh Deej... ahh that's it... mmnngh..." Calvin grunted as a small surge of pre escaped his shaft, landing in the bird's mouth only to be swallowed away as quickly as it appeared. "Mmm... n... n... nibble a little... oohh.. p... please..." DJ complied silently, nibbling the foreskin with almost no hesitation. Another moan came up from the koopa, thicker and more lustful this time. The koopa's paw gripped his headfeathers tighter for a second, then let go just as quickly. DJ looked down at the shaft before him and with a slow breath through his nose, he took it into his beak all the way to the root, his throat rippling around the thick shaft as he swallowed it.

Sparing no precious seconds to adjust he started to bob his head up and down along the great meat before him, deep heavy groans coming from the koopa above him. He worked the hefty balls underneath it gently, rolling them in his paw and giving them warm, delicate squeezes. Each motion he made, each action he took, the koopa rewarded him with another squirt of pre into his maw as he fell into bliss under DJ's expert paws and beak. DJ withdrew the whole length from his beak slowly, giving the underside of the member a slow lick as it pulled out. He dipped his tongue back into the foreskin with a murr, suckling on it as it were his only method of survival.

"D... DJ... s... stop for a moment... ohh godssss... s... ss... stop." Calvin grunted hoarsely from above DJ. The phoenix stopped and looked up at Calvin with a small smile. The koopa took a few seconds to recover and take in some deep breaths to calm himself down. Once he was reasonably in his right mind, he looked down at DJ, amber eyes meeting rose coloreds with a smile written into both pairs. "I... mmm... I want to... to go all out with you. No more of j... just blowjobs... I... mmrr... I wanna take your tight tail hole. And... and... mmrrrr... well. I wanna /fuck/ you." The koopa's face split in a fanged grin when DJ gave a delighted shiver, looking down at the huge shaft before him.

DJ thought for what seemed like the longest moments of his life, then gave a slow nod. Calvin seemed to grin even wider and reached over into the bedside table, pulling out a small bottle of lube. Tipping out the contents into one paw, he motioned for DJ to flip over with his other. DJ smiled a bit as he complied quite readily, turning over and lifting his tail feathers on high and rolling his hips a bit with a small murr. That murr was quickly replaced with a low groan from the bird as the koopa dipped a lubed finger into DJ's already loose insides, swirling the gooey lube all around inside DJ's tail hole.

DJ gasped when he felt the finger slip out, Calvin hooking his finger at the last second to tickle the bird's anal ring and sending even more shivers up the bird's spine. DJ tried to press it back into it, but found nothing there as the bed's weight shifted underneath him. He breathed in sharply through his beak as he felt the wide head of Calvin's shaft press against his entrance, slowly grinding against it as it tried to find admittance. Both of them breathed in short, ragged gasps as Calvin struggled to press his shaft into DJ's body, each second passing made DJ's muscles loosen and then without warning... it went in. DJ squawked and moaned as the huge length slipped almost its entire length into him, leaving him breathless as he shuddered underneath the koopa. Calvin held completely still, doing his best not to hurt DJ by starting up too soon. After wordless minutes, DJ nodded slowly in a show for the koopa to continue.

Calvin gave DJ a reassuring pat on the rear and started to slowly pull out, breathing in heavy pants before shifting his weight forward again as slow as he could, entering DJ again. After he was reasonably sure that such motions wouldn't hurt DJ, he began to slowly draw himself in and out of the bird, their hips meeting again and again in light smacks. Neither could contain their building lust, crying to the ceiling in loud moans and grunts as the scents of sex filled the air of the room, each contributing to it in their own way. DJ writhed in absolute delight underneath the great koopa, his body quaking in toe-curling euphoria as the huge cock entered his body over and over and over again. It was invigorating to take something so big! And yet somehow the huge shaft didn't let him orgasm. No, instead it held it back, driving him madder and madder with sexual bliss as the feelings of an orgasm washed over him, but instead of releasing in an afterglow, it built up. Oh, it was astonishing how much he could feel just at that moment... it was if the entire world had slowed down just for him and only him. And just as he was about to scream for the koopa to pull out of him, lest he pass out from the feelings rocketing through his body, Calvin did just that, roaring out as thick ropes of his seed spewed all over DJ's backside. The bird's climax took him easily soon after, his vision fading to deepest black as his own body released everything that hadn't been pushed not but an hour earlier in the most mind-shattering orgasm he'd ever experienced.

But despite how slowly the pleasure had been to release, it was a thousand times quicker to fade, as DJ barely registered being picked up by the koopa's strong arms and drawn back against Calvin's chest. Their breathing gradually slowed, even as their hearts beat rapidly as their bodies tried to bring them back to normal working order. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, it was Calvin who first spoke.

"I... gods... I've never... had an orgasm that good... y.... y... you?" Calvine muttered shakily, giving the top of the bird's head a small lick. DJ promptly shook his head from side to side slowly, taking in a deep breath of his own before he dared talk.

"N.. no. Never... mindblowing pleasure... that's all I remember at the end... and yet it seems I did get something out..." He chuckled weakly, rubbing his soaked stomach and holding up a palmful of the stuff.

"Mmm... so... you think we should ever do this again, Deej? Or just leave this adventure like it is here?" Calvin said, clearly not too into that option.

"No... I'd love to do this... again and again and again."

"I'd have to take you up on that offer, you know..." The note of mischief hard to miss in Calvin's voice.

DJ chuckled and turned back to Calvin with a huge grin on his face and said only four words. "Then show me again..."