It wasn't something I would normally even consider doing. But when Brad came over one evening to watch the game with me, he mentioned that he had recently participated in a wild little evening with several other guys and two women. Knowing Brad as well as I did, I wasn't too surprised, he was always telling me about this or that, some conquest he'd recently had, or some gal he'd met in a bar who had given him a blowjob in the men's restroom or something. But I had to admit as I listened to his story, though it was pretty wild and far-fetched in my mind, it certainly was interesting.
"Listen Mike, I'm not pulling your leg here," he told me. "One of the guys I work with told me he'd gone there himself. So the following weekend, he'd invited me along, so I went with him, and sure enough it was just like he said."
"So how does this all work?" I asked skeptically.
"We have this email address, you email them and tell them you're interested in attending the party. You have to send a current photo I.D. of yourself, and some guy then checks that against you when you show up at the door. If he's satisfied, he lets you in. They only accept like a dozen guys at a time, so it's almost on a first come first serve sort of basis."
"First come is right," I laughed still thinking the whole idea was crazy.
"Anyway, if you're approved, they send back an email giving you the date and time, and room number of whatever motel or hotel it is they're staying at. Once you get that you just show up."
"And they're not charging anyone to do this?" I asked once again.
"Nope! Seriously, the two women just get off on all this, and do it just about every weekend, just for fun. And trust me, when I went it was fun! A little kinky in some ways perhaps, but damn fun!"
"So tell me what happened and what you did when you went," I asked becoming a bit more curious and interested now.
"Well, the two girls basically put on a show for the guys, though it's obvious they're really enjoying it. But you can touch em' or fuck em' whenever you want while this is all going on. You have to wear a condom of course..."
"That's nice to know."
"Yeah, but the main reason for all this, is they want you to cum on them when you do. Not in the condoms, so if you're ready to pop, then they want you to tell them, that's basically the whole point of doing this for them, they really get off on that. It can get pretty messy, especially with a dozen guys there, but that's the whole point I guess. Like I said, it looks and can get pretty wild."
"I don't know Brad, I can certainly see you going and doing something like this, but not too sure about myself, especially with a bunch of other strangers standing around as well."
He laughed at that. "Yeah, I wondered about that myself, but after you're there and see these two girls going at it, then you sorta put the rest of all that in the background and it doesn't really matter any more. And besides, both women are actually pretty attractive, middle-aged, good looks, nice tits, and put on a pretty good show with one another and obviously enjoy it when they do."
I thought about it, and then gave in. My curiosity and dick getting the better of me. "Ok, go ahead and tell them we're interested," I told him. He was smiling from ear to ear.
"Already did. Friday night, 8:00, room 431!"
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We were met at the door by a guy that was bigger than the two of us put together. He scrutinized my photo ID against the photograph that Brad had already emailed into them. His expression remained sullen as he did so, finally satisfied, handing my driver's license back to me. He then looked at Brad's glanced up and smiled, actually looking friendly.
"Weren't you here last week?" he asked.
"I was, yes."
"Thought so," the guy nodded, then stepped back from the door letting us in. "We're waiting for three more to arrive," he added, and then the girls will be out. Have a seat, there's plenty of booze until they get here."
Once inside I noticed there was another obvious bodyguard type as he stood in front of the door which must have led into the bedroom of the suite we were now sitting in. I quickly counted and saw seven other guys besides Brad and myself who'd already arrived. Only two others seemed to know one another and were talking together, everyone else was considerably more quiet and reserved as they all sat there on the various couches and chairs, drinking, waiting for the show to begin.
"Was it like this the last time?" I asked Brad in quiet tones.
He grinned. "Yep, almost exactly. But once things get going, it won't be like this at all, far from it, just wait and see."