It was one of those things where I had always told myself that I would never do that to make money but there I now was thinking about doing it. I was laid off months ago from a well paying job and now working a minimum wage job. My savings were almost gone, my bills were more than my income and I could see no possibility of getting a job in my profession in the near future. There was a club opening in town and they were looking for male erotic dancers. I was very fit, muscular and good looking and thought it was an opportunity for me to make some money for awhile until a job in my profession came along. I didn't really want to parade my body around in a G-string but I went down to the club and applied for one of the dancer jobs. I was greeted by an older woman who was the manager. She immediately said I looked good and asked if I had ever danced before. I told her I hadn't and asked if that was a problem. She said it wasn't and told me so far I was a great candidate. She told me it was time to strip down and let her see my full body. I stripped down to my underwear and stopped there. She asked why I stopped there and if I had a problem with nudity. I told her I thought the guys wore G-strings and didn't go fully nude. She said they usually do but once you get on stage or do a private dance everything comes off. She added if I wasn't willing to put everything out there for all to see she couldn't hire me. I wasn't prepared to show my cock off to everyone and I think she sensed my reluctance to do it. She told me most guys that do this need money and that is most likely the reason I am there. She said not to let my fear of taking my bottoms off and letting myself be seen be the difference between having my money woes be solved or continue. She told me I would be a great addition and told me I could easily make about $1000 a night. I heard what she said and began to think about it. She told me to just pull them down and show her my money maker. I knew my options were limited and knew if I didn't I would lose out on this job so down and off they came. There I stood fully exposed to her as she came over for a close-up look. She was putting her hands on me seeing how I would react telling me that the patrons of the club will try to do this and really shouldn't and I will need to nicely tell them not to. She pulled out a contract I had to sign which basically outlined what was required of me and how basically I was fine with being nude. I signed it and it required pictures of me be taken. She took numerous pictures of me which was a little worrying as she now had nude images of me that she could do with as she pleased. The club had a website and I found out later my pictures were added to it with my cock blacked out in most of them but in a few I was full frontal and everything showing. My first night was also opening night for the club. It was a life altering night. I was in a G-string most of the time but when I got on stage and did private dances it came off. There were quite a few women in the club that I knew, including a friend of my mothers and ex-coworkers, who were witnessing me bare it all for them. Some I did private dances for and they got a very close-up view of me including my mothers friend. I told her not to touch and she asked if my mother knew I was doing this, which she didn't, and I told her this. She said if I didn't want her to find out to let her touch me. She had her hand on me, squeezing me, watching me respond to how she was playing with me. It never entered my mind until now but I never thought about my family when I took this job. I didn't think she would tell my mother especially how she was grabbing my cock and making it stiffen. I made more than $1000 that night and the more I worked the more comfortable I became with being on display for everyone to see. Unfortunately, when word got around this club had opened the city closed them down just 4 weeks after they opened because they were not properly licensed. Each night I worked I made a minimum of $1000 and during those 4 weeks it totaled more than $25,000 which was a hell of a lot more than any minimum wage job would pay.
Shortly after the club closed I managed to find a job in my profession but I missed the easy money of the club.