One thing that is almost always true is that men and women with multiple tattoos are exhibitionists. Combine that with men who spend most of their free time in a gym making their bodies as perfect as possible, you can be guaranteed they are exhibitionists. I have tested this theory several times and have never … More Show Me Tattoos
About 15 years ago I was asked to perform at a private poolside party. As I’m sure you’ve seen on earlier posts, I’m no stranger to private party performances. I’m always looking for new venues for my act so I eagerly jumped at the chance to build a show around water. In preparation for the … More My Life as a Male Stripper (7)
A couple of years ago I had a performance scheduled at the “Take Me Home Retirement Center”. I had been approached to perform about six weeks after I broke my hip. Initially I was reluctant because I was still required to use a walker. However, my reluctance melted when I found that the performance was … More My Life as a Male Stripper (6)
The 4th of July is here and it has caused me to reminisce about some of my earlier holiday performances. This holiday has always been a busy one for “The Longest Day” (my nom de plume). One holiday about a decade ago, I designed and wore one of my most creative costumes. I decided to … More My Life as a Male Stripper (5)
My most embarrassing stripper performance occurred when I was on tour to Longview, TX. I was dancing at the renowned gay club – the Rainbow Romper Room. I had arrived a day earlier because I was going to use a pole as part of my performance for the first time. I was really excited about … More My Life as a Male Stripper (4)
After my first ambulance ride and my arrival at the hospital, I found there was more to settling in than simply getting a bed and starting the pain medications. The paramedics pushed me into the entrance hall and told me someone would be with me shortly. In the excitement of my accident I realized I … More Hospital Strippin’
The night of my stripping debut finally came (actually it was 1:30 in the afternoon (you have to work your way up to a spot on the night shift). The electricity in the air was palpable which was a rare afternoon occurrence the Dallas Greyhound Bus Cocktail Lounge. I was feeling a combination of adrenaline, … More My Life as a Male Stripper (3)
