It was September and I was about to get married. My best man was to be my older brother. He had flown in a couple days early so we could have the party a couple days early, one of the rules that my now wife made. She said the party couldn't be the night before in case something happened, I might need a few days to recover. Another rule was "I couldn't catch anything." I didn't ask for any clarification on what I could and couldn't do from that, just thought I would wing it.
I got some of my fraternity brother, friends and co-workers to come. One of which was my fun going boss, who would later prove to be a great assets to have there.
The night started when the group met up for dinner at a steak house. It had just opened and I had heard that it had great steaks. We all piled into a booth, there ended up being 10 of us, which was a problem since the booth was only supposed to sit 8 people, but we made due. Dinner went well and soon we were off to the bars.
My brother had planned ahead and had gotten a party bus, which worked out great. We drove around for a bit, went to a liquor store and a couple of bars. During that whole time I ended up getting a 40oz bottle of bud light duck taped to my hand, and multiple shots practically poured down my throat. It was getting late, around 11:00pm at night and we decided to head to a strip club. Now at the time I didn't know where we were going, I'm sure they tried to tell me, but I wasn't really listening, which happens when I get really drunk.
Before we went to the club the fraternity brothers on board wanted to stop by the fraternity house and pick up some more people to bring along. I convinced a handful of people to come with us, three girls who just happened to be there and two guys. Which adding more girls than guys to a major cock-fest was a plus.
I don't really remember the drive to the club, just remember getting there and being hurried inside. Now this was my first time being at a strip club, so it was a sobering appearance when I stepped inside. The club was dark with mirrors all around, which is basically what I expected. What I wasn't expecting was how hot the girls were. I had always been told that the girls were trashy but these girls were definitely sexy.
The guys sat me down in front of the main stage. The club itself wasn't busy since it was a Thursday night which meant we got a lot of attention from the girls. There were about 10 girls working and about 20 people in the club including us.
The guys taught me all the moves to give the dollars to the strippers and I was a fast learner. The girls quickly caught on that I was the bachelor and I quickly had my boxers ripped off of me. Which if you've never had this happen, they basically convince you to bend over the stage. The girl then reaches into your waist band of your boxers, while your pants are on, and pulls like hell. Luckily for me I had been wearing my "lucky" boxers which were pretty wore so they tore quickly. Though my balls hurt like hell afterwards.
I was soon distracted again with breasts and pussies in my face, which made me forget about my balls hurting.
The night went on with more girls coming onto the stage, with my friends giving me dollars to give the strippers. At one point my boss told me to pick my favorite stripper for a private dance. There were three girls that I really liked. One was an skinny Asian beauty (I have a thing for Asian women), a brunette that was on the skinny side with big breasts and a great ass, and the third was a blonde bad ass that wore leather, but not too much, and had tattoos with a tongue piercing. Out of the three, the blonde was my favorite.
Right after I had picked them, the cops showed up. They weren't there for anyone, just making sure the club was following the rules. Which a guess touching was really illegal. While they were there the entire demeanor of the place changed. Girls weren't doing private dances and weren't approaching the customers in fear that they would get themselves in trouble. This was the second sobering event of the night.
About 20 minutes passed and they left. My boss walked over and told me that my private dance was scheduled and that I would be taken into the back soon. About when he finished, the girls, yes more than one, grabbed me and I followed them into the back like a mesmerized puppy.
We got back into a room that you could tell was setup for this. All around there were booths that had dividers between them. There was one other stripper in the room with a customer but they didn't stay long.
Now the girls that were picked were the Asian and the brunette, which I wasn't going to complain about. I was having a good time and they were rubbing themselves all over me and each other, which was really hot.
I wish I could say that it went further with them but it was soon over. As I was walking out of the room I saw the blonde standing around talking to someone. She saw me come out and stopped me before I could make it back to the group.
She wondered why she wasn't picked to dance for me, I simply told her she was nowhere to be found when I went back there so she missed out. She didn't like me saying that, or maybe she did, but she soon dragged me back into the room. We got into the room and she was about to sit me down in booth in the middle of the room where I was seated before. Before she could though I told her we were going to need a little more privacy than that. She grinned at me and we sat around a corner where no one could see us.