Max smirked and grew out his claws on one hand and started slicing away the stitching of his boxers as he continued to dance and grind against the pole. Finally his boxers fell away and the crowd was full of gasps, applauding and whistling. Max stood there smirking, he wasn't at all shy about his endowment and didn't have reason to be. He picked up his clothes and walked back over to the others, putting on his pants on the way. "Enjoy the show, Trey?"
Max smirked and pocketed the only one he'd bothered with all night. "Glad you girls both enjoyed the show. I'm also available for parties and birthdays." He winked at them and put his shirt back on. "I can also do private shows as well."
Max smirked slightly. "Intersted?" Then he noticed he was missing his jacket still and went off to find it. Some girls were fighting over it. "Sorry, but I'm afraid I need this." He took his jacket back but took off his shirt to give to them as he left. "Here, you can have this." As they fought over his shirt he walked away wearing his jacket back to the others..