It's not very often that my wife Amy goes out of town so I was going to make the most of the opportunity. My friend Steve and I had decided this would be the perfect time to get together after texting for the last couple of weeks. We live in neighboring states, so with the free time we decided we had to make the most of it. To explain why we were looking forward to hanging out though I've got to go back a month to our friend Joe's bachelor party.
I've known Joe and most of the other guys invited to the bachelor party since we were kids. We had all grown up playing sports together and trying to date the same girls in high school. So when Joe got engaged we were all eagerly looking forward to getting back together. Joe decided he wanted something pretty low key so golf was the obvious choice. After high school we had all moved away from each other for the most part, so we picked Florida as a good central place to meet up, where golf and women were sure to abound.
The first night was a blast. Once everyone got to the hotel, we all got together for drinks and dinner at a local seaside restaurant. With the beer flowing it was like we were back in high school, only sexual conquests were replaced with anecdotes about pregnant wives and new jobs. Either way we drank and talked like we hadn't skipped a beat.
The next morning, Friday, we left for our first tee time of the day, all still a little hungover. We split up into two groups, with our beer coolers full, and bragging rights at stake. I was in the same group as my friend Joe, our buddy Jay from high school, and the only guy at the party who didn't go to high school with us, Steve. Steve had been Joe's roommate in college and I'd gotten to know him over the last several years as well. He was an athletic guy, about 6' 2" and solidly built, which is fitting for a guy that was captain of the baseball team in college. We'd all played golf together before too, so I knew I had a great playing companion.
After the first 9 holes and with our hangovers receding into a new buzz, we were 3 strokes ahead of the other group.
"Don't let me down assholes!" Joe chastised us at the turn. "This is my party and I intend to win this shit."
Laughing at my friend, I mockingly added, "maybe you ought to try and step up your game then."
"Ha! Nice!" Steve blurted out. "You'd better take Mike's advice Joe, he's got a point. You've been missing those short putts all day."
As we made the turn the other group came rolling up behind us. Rob, one of Joe's best friends had a proposition. "Let's make this round count for something. Losing team buys lap dances for the winners at the strip club later!"
"Now you're talking!" Joe hollered as we all grabbed some fresh beers.
"That's a steep bet considering you guys are down three strokes already" Jay shot back.
Turning and addressing the rear group Rob added "I'm confident we can pull it off. Right guys?" With that a cheer went up from the rear group, and with new motivation pushing us we teed off.
A couple holes later and we were definitely feeling the effects of the beer. As we set up to finish out a hole Joe blurted out, "alright guys if I can make this putt you all are buying me drinks later."
"We were already planning to numbnuts," Jay countered.
"Yeah, but now it'll be on record!" he said as he laughed.
Not to be outdone, Steve spoke up. "I've got a better idea. How about if you don't make the putt you've got to play the whole next hole with your dick out."
Joe paused for a second then said, " You've got a Deal!" They shook hands and we waited as he set up, taking his time to line up the shot. He took the putt and I'll be damned if the ball didn't roll 4 feet past the hole.
"Damn dude! It's almost like you were trying to miss it!" Steve laughed. "You know what that means. Let's see some dick!"
I could tell Joe was buzzed because he just laughed it off saying "alright, but let me get to the tee box first."
As we drove up to the tee box Steve and I couldn't help but laugh at our friend. "We're gonna have a good time this weekend," he said.
"Oh for sure dude! It's shaping up to be a great weekend!"
"You got that right buddy," he said with a suggestive smile. " We're only just getting started!"
As promised Joe unzipped on the tee box and pulled out his dick. Turning towards us he began thrusting in our direction. "Here you go homos! I know this is what you want!"
We all broke out in laughter jeering at him and reminding him that he was the one that had his dick out.
"Now don't forget," Steve spoke up, "you gotta play with it out the whole hole."
"Yeah yeah" was all Joe said as he teed off.
Joe finished the hole, dick out as promised, and we found ourselves falling behind but still a shot up.
"I think you play better with your dick out than in your pants," I remarked.
"Yeah well maybe you guys would play better too if you had yours out! In fact," he continued, "let's do the next one with all our dicks out. My party my rules!"
"Anyone have any objections to our bachelor's request?" Jay asked. We all kinda looked at each other, shrugged, and agreed.
"Dicks out!" Joe yelled, clearly content with himself.
Now I've known most of these guys for a long time and I've seen them in their underwear numerous times before, but this was the first time I'd seen their dicks. Considering Joe's dick had been hanging out for the past 10 minutes I'd gotten a pretty good look at it. As we all unzipped and pulled our dicks out I noticed glances all around, as everyone was clearly sizing each other up. We all acknowledged the glances, though not before lingering a bit longer on Steve. He must've been about 7 inches soft. We all gasped a little when we saw his thick flaccid dick hanging out of his shorts.
"Take a picture gents, I don't want you to forget it!" Steve broke the silence, very aware we were all focused on his massive dick.
"Alright guys, lets tee off! We've still got to win this thing!" I blurted, trying to deflect from the elephant in the room. We played out the hole, regained a two stroke lead, and pulled ourselves back into our shorts.
"I guess we just need to play with our dicks out the whole time," Joe said.
"Hey, it worked didn't it?! And I needed to air myself out a bit," Steve shot back.
Directing my comments to him I said, "I can imagine. How do you keep that thing in your pants dude?!"
"Ha! I knew you guys were staring at my dick," he laughed.
"Um... how could we not. You've got a huge dick," was all Jay could say.
"You guys aren't lacking in that department either," Steve responded.
"Can't help but meat gaze, eh buddy?!" Joe retorted.
"Well obviously" Steve continued, "we were all checking each other out! Nothing wrong with that!"
We finished our round, eeking out a two stroke win over our friends.
"That lap dance is gonna feel great later," we joked to them as we put out stuff in the car.
"So what's on the agenda now?" Joe inquired "I gotta keep this buzz going!"
"I think we ought to head back to the hotel, shower up, and then grab some food and drinks. What do you guys say?"
"Sounds good to us," we all responded in unison.
We grabbed dinner at a local steak house, and proceeded to grab some more drinks at the bar before heading out to the strip club. It was a pretty standard affair. A bit dark on the inside, with colorful lights around the stage and, because we were in Florida, a tropical theme decorating the interior. Girls, some topless, wandered throughout the place, making small talk and looking for their next customer. We grabbed ourselves a table near the stage and a round of beers just as a new girl was coming on.
"Alright Joe, so a bet is a bet, and we lost." Rob continued, "however, the only thing we didn't agree on is that we get to pick out the girls for you guys. Deal?"
The four of us looked around, nodded and agreed, "deal!"
Girls chosen, we made our way to the back, and the girls took over. It had been a while since I'd been to a strip joint, so between the hot brunette grinding on my dick and the alcohol haze taking over I was feeling pretty great. The dances concluded, we all congratulated ourselves as we joked that it was about the most action we'd gotten lately. A couple more drinks and it was clear several of the guys were in no position to continue.
We arrived at the hotel, and headed up to Joe's suite. Grabbing a beer Steve said "alright ladies, nights not over yet!" We laughed, but by then a few more of the guys were fading.
"Lame!" Joe yelled as a few of them headed back to their rooms.
"Mike? You staying for another beer?!"
"Of course!" I responded, taking a newly opened beer from Steve. By this point it was me, Steve, Joe, and our friend Jake, who was pretty wasted.
"Guys, I'm not sure Jake's doing so great," steve said pointing to a him, slumped over on the bed. "Maybe we should get him back to his room."
"Mike, help me out." Steve and I dragged him back to the room, joking about his inability to handle his booze, and headed back to check up on Joe.
When we got back Joe was sitting back in his bed scrolling through some porn on tv. "We were gone like 3 minutes man!" Steve said, tossing me a new beer before opening one himself. "Well, anything good?"
"I found some good threesome porn " Joe responded, selecting a movie with a hot intern, clearly about to get ahead in the company with her two male bosses. Why couldn't the strippers look like this" Joe said, laughing as he readjusted himself by the head of the bed.