From the last part I shared with you about that crazy night:
We all had our dicks out to a crowd of gay guys on my bachelor party weekend through a row of anonymous glory holes. Imagine it: a long plywood wall with seven cocks sticking out of it with numbers crudely painted above them.
Dicks of straight men in a gay club, selling out the exposure of our junk for a couple free drinks. This would make a weird story to tell in the future I guess, at least among ourselves. I wasn't planning on sharing this with anyone else.
Little did I know how weird, embarrassing, and hot the night was going to go.
"Well, well, well. I don't know about you boys but I'm liking what I'm seeing," the MC announced. "But, let's go get a closer look and start the judging."
Here we go, I thought. I wondered how the crowd would rate mine, if I was being honest. I just hoped there wasn't boos or laughs or anything. I had already accepted that I wasn't going to win.
"Let's start over here with number 9, guys." A moment of silence as I'm sure the MC ushered himself (herself?) closer to the box in question. With the crowd's ambient noise, the slight background music, and the wood separating me from the room I couldn't really hear where he was walking to know what edge he was on.
"Now, this is a nice cock right guys?" Cheers were in agreement. "Pretty long, nice head. I particularly like this big vein on top. Balls are a little small but at least he shaves gentlemen."
I couldn't help but picture the dick Anita was describing and wondering what friend of mine it belonged to. I didn't realize they would be describing each of us in such detail though. Now I knew one of my buddies had a big vein on their dick and shaved their balls. Their 'small' balls, too. I didn't realize balls would be a part of the criteria. I looked down to realize that indeed my balls were also out, the hole gave enough space for it but I guess I just didn't pay attention to that until now.
Did I have small balls? I guess I never thought about comparing that to other guys like I have with dick size. I mean, all guys compare dicks a bit in public showers and stuff. That's how I knew I was about average.
"Respectable. Okay, let's move next door to number 4. Now queens and kings, have you seen a thicker dick before?" Cheers again. One guy shouted, "You haven't seen mine yet!"
"Shame all these cocks are soft, at least for now," hoots and hollers echoed on that statement. What did he mean 'for now'? No way was I getting hard for these guys. "But wow. I wonder if he's a grower or a shower. If a grower, he might get stuck in the hole!" The crowd laughed. I imagined how thick a cock would have to be for that to actually be true. I mean, my hole was definitely larger than a beer can. I could comfortably shove my hard cock and balls through it no problem.
"Balls are pretty nice. Not shaved but they don't look too hairy either. Straight men..." The crowd chatted a bit. One guy said loudly that he preferred some fur down there. 'Fur'? Is that what gay guys called pubes? Weird.
"Okay, next up is number 5!"
Oh gosh, I tensed up. That was me! She/He was about to describe my dick to the audience.
Wait! That also meant that Kevin was just before me, right? Was his dick really that thick? This intel was a bit weird, sort of exciting, and then terrifying when I realized that Kevin would probably also put two-and-two together and realize my dick was about to be described. Well, we're already here...
"Now, guys, is this not a handsome dick or what?" Cheers, louder than the others it seemed. Handsome? My dick is handsome?
"Such a good shape, and I love the coloring on his circumcision scar."
Oh my god! That's so embarrassing to have her comment on! I always disliked the coloring of my dick because it was almost three-toned. My shaft was mostly the whitish-pink color of my skin but then the last inch was a deeper reddish-brown near my tip and then the tip was a normal pink-red color. I felt like neapolitan ice cream sometimes.
But here the MC was commenting on how much they liked it. Again, weird, and terribly embarrassing knowing that Kevin now knew I had some 'coloring' on my dick.
"Hard to tell how big it would be excited, but I wouldn't mind playing with it even soft. It's so pleasing!" Well, in your dreams, Anita. "And let's not forget the balls!" Ugh. I actually found myself nervous to hear what she would say. Did I want her to like them?
"Pretty large, I must say." Are they? "And I love the blonde fuzz covering them. Who here likes some ball fuzz?!"
Shit. There were only two blonde guys in our group so now the rest of the guys would know the dick and balls being described right now would either be me or Dan's. I wondered if we'd make an unspoken rule later to NOT talk about anything we heard. I certainly wouldn't bring it up.
"Pretty nice overall. Okay, on to number 2!"
Phew. They were done with me. My stomach was still dropped but my breathing began to normalize. The worst was over; the limelight had passed on. Who was on my right?
"Another blondie, guys."
Oh that's right, Dan.
"Now, I'm sure we're all looking at the same thing, right?" Laughs and cheers. Oh no, what was wrong with Dan's dick? Why laugh?
