I've always enjoyed going to bachelor parties and watching the entertainment. I particularly like watching the girls strip down and the games they play with the audience like licking whip cream from their tits or playing "feed the kitty". The girls are usually fun and nobody gets hurt with a little erotic entertainment.
Recently my close friend Jeff asked me to attend his bachelor party. Jeff is gay and he was finally having a formal ceremony with his long-time boyfriend and wanted to sow his wild oats one last time. Jeff and I have been good friends for years and I said I would come, but I was a little spooked hanging out with a bunch of gay males and I assumed, gay male dancers.
Having been a friend of Jeff for years, I considered myself comfortable around gay people, but I was a little unsure about what kind of entertainment they would have. With gay entertainers I wondered if they would get fully naked or just strip to their underwear. What kind of games would they play? As this ran through my mind, I remembered a long time ago when I confessed to Jeff that I wondered what it would be like to be with a man. "I'm not gay," I said, "just curious." I guess my curiosity stemmed from loving to receive a blow job so much from my girlfriend. "I just wandered what it was like for her," I told Jeff. Jeff replied that there was only one way to find out for sure which ended that conversation.
When Jeff sent me his bachelor party invitation it said it was a toga party. Jeff told me to just wear underwear and a sheet. I protested at this, but Jeff said, "Don't worry; nobody is going to take their clothes off! It's just to make the party more fun." I reluctantly agreed that I would come as requested and just figured I would stay in the background when the "entertainment" arrived.
The party was at a friend of Jeff's that I hadn't met. In fact, when I thought about it, I hadn't really met many of Jeff's friends. It was like he lived another life outside of what we shared as friends. When I arrived at the party I noticed that I didn't know anybody there except Jeff. Jeff came over to me and said, "Hey Bill, "Come and meet some of the guys!" He took me around and I met several of his friends and was offered a beer. Everybody was cool and we had a good time drinking and playing cards for a couple hours. After everybody was loose and having fun, several male entertainers came. It seemed like there were at least five or six guys who definitely spent a lot of time at the gym. They weren't body builders, but they were definitely muscular.
After a while, the music started and the male entertainers started dancing. Everybody gathered around and sat on the couches and chairs circling the room. Like bachelor parties with women, the men occasionally made people sit in the center of the room on a chair and danced for them. The dancers had cans of whip cream and sprayed some on their chests for the selected guest to lick off. This was not all that different from some of the straight bachelor parties I had been to in the past. I stayed in the back of the room and watched.
After a while I noticed that just about everybody had participated in the center of the room. By this time the dancers were naked except for a very small sack covering their balls and cock. Just when I thought the show was about done, the lead dancer Joey came over to me and said, "It's your turn. You can't hide forever!" Joey then brought me to the center of the room. He blind folded me and then restrained my hands and feet to the chair with rope. He did this to another couple guys, so I figured I was in for the same relatively tame treatment they received.
Joey then told the audience, "The show is heating up!", and then he leaned down and told me to my ear, "Just relax and go with it, OK? You are going to have a good time." One of the dancers then removed my toga and told me to relax and enjoy the fun. "It's all part of the show," he said.
I said, "Ok". Several of the other guys who sat where I was now had their togas removed and they sat there in their underwear while the dancers gyrated in front of them. A few of them even reached out and grabbed the dancer's crotch when they were close to the chair. I wouldn't be doing that.
After a few minutes with several of the dancers rubbing their bodies up against me to the beat of the music, one of them started to caress my chest and get my nipples hard. Since my nipples are directly connected to my cock, I started to harden immediately. This was noticed by the crowd and there was a lot of cheering and laughter. Next I felt a pair of scissors was cutting off my underwear! Joey told me to my ear, "It's just part of the show, Bill. Just relax and enjoy it. It'll be over before you know it."
The show continued. More guys rubbed up against me as they danced and several of them ran their fingers over my chest as they got near me. My cock got harder and I mentally tried to make it shrink, but failed.
I was completely embarrassed now that my cock felt mostly hard. The music was loud, and with the blindfold, it was hard to know what was happening in the room. Just then, one of the dancers kneeled down beside me and started licking on my nipple. There was a lot of cheering and I think the audience was screaming "take it off! Take it off!" After a few moments the dancers apparently took off what was left of their "shorts" because the crowd got even louder.
I was thinking that this needed to end soon. My cock was aching hard now and I felt it standing straight up. I was completely embarrassed, but didn't want to spoil the party for Jeff, so I kept quiet.
Joey then stood in front of me and rubbed some lubricant on my chest that smelled like strawberry. He stepped forward with both of his legs straddled over me and the chair and started rubbing his semi-hard cock up and down my chest with the beat of the music. I couldn't believe it! I started to say something in protest but bit my tongue. They said it would be over soon, so I thought I could wait it out.
The crowd then went wild as Joey poked me in the chin with his cock and then let it slide up to my cheek. Joey then asked the crowd, "Do you want him to have a little taste of the lubricant? It's strawberry!" Of course it was a unanimous yes!
Joey then leaned down and told me, "Just relax Bill, it's going to be Ok and it will be over soon. Everybody is having a great time!"
I said, "Ok, but this is a lot more than you did to the other guys."
"Hey, it's the last act," Joey said, "so we have to do a little extra. Don't worry. It will be over before you know it."
