Jared Ivan Mann smirked at the crowd as they tossed money onto his discarded stage clothes. Sal had been right, he had quickly run out of room in his blood red g-string. Between the money and his above average cock and balls, he saw that he had at least $50 in his g-string and plenty more on the rest of his clothes.
He proceeded to the back of the stage, dozens of whistles following his tan ass. Ryan, one of the bouncers that Jared was friends with, followed him behind the stage and gave him his clothes and the money.
"You got quite a good haul tonight, just by glancing that looks like at least $300 there," Ryan smirked crossing his arms across his muscled chest. Jared just smirked back at his friend as they moved towards the locker with "JIM" as the label. He put his clothes on a chair and grabbed a couple of the $20 bills that were amongst the haul, and handed them to Ryan. They had a standing agreement that if Ryan would be willing to make sure that he got his clothes back along with the money that thrown to him, he would get a cut.
Ryan took the money and put it his pocket, and watched nonchalantly as Jared got dressed into another outfit that he brought that he would wear in the club and on the way home. As Jared pulled up the sheer shorts, he couldn't help but ask "Let me guess going to find another of the audience members to go home with for the evening?"
Jared nodded. It had become a way to unwind after a show, knowing that he would go home with an audience member that caught his attention, he would leave them a gift, and would then be on his way. Don't get him wrong he was looking for a guy, but it was just a way to relieve the tension.
Jared had even found one that caught his eye right away this time. A twink that couldn't have been older than 23, with black hair and blue eyes. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Jared at all, and when he had gotten to his g-string, he saw lust cover his eyes and it took all his self-control to not completely bust through the string then and there.
As Jared put his clothes in the locker, and proceeded to out the door to the main club Ryan followed slightly behind. Ryan stopped by the stage as Jared proceeded towards his latest target, and as they both walked away Ryan glanced down at the blood red g-string he could see through the shorts. He knew those would be gone by tomorrow.
After all, Jared always makes sure to leave a gift for fans.