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"Kurt..."
"Kurt."
"KURT!"
I opened my eyes as I heard my name being called, and my best man hammering away at the door.
"What? I just fell asleep!" I groaned.
"Dude, it's time to go! You've been asleep for three hours!" John laughed "Get your ass out of bed, and let's go! Time to hit the bars"
"Fine. I'm just going to go hit the showers, get dressed and meet you in the kitchen" I opened the door and stuck out my hand "But first, beer me." John chuckled, and handed me a bottle.
I walked to the ensuite bathroom in the condo we rented and stripped. I looked at myself in the mirror. The time at the gym was starting to really pay off. At just over six feet tall, I had shed away a lot of the fat that had accumulated due to my office lifestyle, and had turned into muscle. While I never had that much self-confidence, I knew I was good looking, especially with my new body. My abs were starting to really show, and my arms and legs were bigger and more muscular than ever. I ran my hands over my head, and didn't feel any stubble, So I opted out of shaving my head again. I turned on the shower, took a long pull of beer, and let the water splash over my face and body.
My closest friends and I were out for my bachelor party. It started on a Thursday, when I was arrested at work, and dropped off by a squad car in front of a strip club. Turns out, my groomsman's new roommate is a cop, and loves playing games. After a night of lapdances and beers, I thought that was it, and we were going to go home. Turns out, my best man and groomsmen had a much different idea for me. We stayed at John's place over night, and the next morning, we drove for 2 hours, jumped into boats, and spent the day boating down rapids. At the end of the trip, we drove another hour to our final destination, the condo we were staying in.
I turned off the shower, feeling more human, got dressed and walked out to where my groomsmen were waiting for me.
"Sup guys?" I smiled "What's next on the docket?"
"You're wearing this!" Chris answered, and threw me a T-Shirt. It had a list of tasks and objectives I had to accomplish by the end of the night. Nothing too crazy, just things like get 50 signatures on my shirt, give lap dances, and stupid shit like that. I quaffed down another beer, and threw on the T-Shirt.
"Alright, let's get the fuck out of here, and party!" I exclaimed. Everyone downed their beers, and away we went. I looked at my guys. John was my closest friend since high school, always pushing me to do sports with him, until he got married and had a kid. He started to put on "daddy weight". Chris and Matt were my friends from when we were in the military. We joined together, did basic training together, and deployed together. Both of them are fit and cut, with longer hair. Lastly, there was Eric, the goofy kid of our ensemble. Always ready with a laugh, he was doing cartwheels down the hill leading away from our condo.
We stopped at a club and I was dragged inside. I barely had time to get my bearings when the shots came out. Three shots later, a permanent marker was thrust into my grasp, and I was thrown into a group of women. Dancing with them, I gave them the marker to sign my shirt. They decided that was boring, and decided to sign my body. Laughing, I took the marker from the last one, and gave them each a kiss on the cheek.
All of a sudden, more shots appeared in front of me, and Chris was stabbing at my shirt
"Body shots! Don't forget you have to do body shots!"
One of the women I was dancing with pulled her shirt down, and put the shot glass deep within her cleavage. As I was trying to fish it out, I felt a warm body start grinding with me. I felt a little awkward. I finally fished out the shot and turned around. I was faced with a pretty brunette who obviously wanted to dance. We started to dance close, and she took my hands and started running it down her body. Her friend put another shot in her cleavage, and shoved my face between her breasts. As I was fishing for the shot, I felt two different hands on my crotch. My body started to respond, my cock growing in my pants as I was gyrating to the beat of the music. I caught sight of John, and carefully extricated myself from the two lovely ladies. We went outside
"Thanks man!" I breathed, and told him what happened.
"Dude, there's a bachelorette party here, and they want to meet you! Apparently the bride has a list of shit she needs to do too!" Matt started. He jumped on my back and gave me a bear hug. I laughed as I shrugged him off. "But first, more drinks!" Matt had bought a bottle from the bar. I groaned, knowing where the night was headed, but gave in, as I opened my mouth, and he poured the vodka. I swallowed as quickly as I could, not wanting to choke on the colourless liquid.
Feeling more lightheaded, we went back inside and went down the stairs. I was met with a group of gorgeous women, all surrounding a beautiful blonde. As soon as they saw me, a cheer rose from their midst, and I was pulled into the middle next to the blonde. I looked at her. She was dressed to impress. A white button up top, showing a lot of cleavage, a black leather pencil skirt, nylons and black leather stiletto boots. The group closed upon us, and I saw John and Eric smiling mischievously. The vodka bottle was passed around until it reached me and the bride. John and one of the bridesmaids shoved our faces together and poured the vodka between us. We both lapped up as much as we could, get a bit drenched in the liquid. When John turned his back to put the bottle on the counter, we made a dash for outside to catch our breaths.
"Hi! I'm Kurt" I smiled, as I handed her a bunch of napkins I stole.
"Hi Kurt, I'm Allison. Nice to meet you!" She dabbed her white shirt. "Shit, this thing is soaked!" She wasn't kidding. Her shirt was almost see through now, and I had trouble keeping my eyes off of her ample chest. I shook my head and took off my shirt.
"Here, it's somewhat drier. It's yours if you want it" She smiled as she reached for my T-Shirt, looking at my chest approvingly.
