I was in Key West in the mid-1990s for a long weekend with a friend. One of the local "gay" venues was a bar, and had live self-suck shows... all night long. After each performance, the performer gladly wandered through this packed bar accepting tips for his tip.
When he passed me, I held out a tip but didn't immediately go after his dick. He smiled and said, sotto voce, to me the his pecker was starting to hurt from all of the grabbing. I told his I'd, of course, love to "cop a feel", but had a burning question instead.
I said that I assumed it must have been stimulating when he first figured out he could suck his own dick, but did he still get the rush? His answer was unforgettable! He said, that it was "like going out to dinner alone..."
My delight and surprise mush have impressed him, because he took me behind this screen and let me go down on him without added a substantial tip. He didn't cum, and I make sure I didn't let him, because he had another show to do. But it was a great encounter all the way around.
