Our Senior Year and More

Our Senior Year and More part 14

As we crept into August we were just over month away from the wedding, a wedding that for the most part we were kept in the dark on, sure we had input but the “Mom’s” were defiantly in charge. Maryann and Tommy also knew many details but were sworn to secrecy. As much as we joked with them all I really wanted was to know more, so gradually the details were let loose. Josh and I never changed a thing, except it wasn’t going to be the small little intimate thing we originally envisioned. Josh’s mom has a different idea of Small and intimate. Although it was scheduled a month later than their yearly annual Labor Day/end of summer pool party at Josh’s parents house, which we wouldn’t be able to attend this year, His mom decided that all the aunts, uncles, cousins and friends would be invited to the wedding, whether they would come or not was another story, but the reservation blocks at the dude ranch side of the business were filling up by family members all summer. I began to think we were going to have to secure additional hotel reservations in Springfield over an hour away for the remaining guests. This information I only found out because Maryann is about 7 months now, and getting quite close to the Due date, and I’ve been helping with the bookings and room assignments. I was sure to book Josh and I into one of the newest cabins at the dude ranch for our wedding night, and thus it isn’t even half way completed yet, but the contractor assures us it will be done in time.

Meanwhile Josh’s law firm and Tommy have reached a purchase agreement for us on the land and we’ve talked with the contractor, and put a deposit on a very nice large log style home. Josh’s parents have paid for the property already and gifted it to us for a wedding gift, to both of our objections. Jokingly they requested one major modification that is we make the house bigger to accommodate them for visits, but why wouldn’t we anyway?

Dad was doing better and went back to work part time at the store in person, but he grew to love my accounting and purchasing programs so much and the cost analysis of each product, that he wound up working remotely from home on those things when he wasn’t at the store in person. I’ve also noticed now the time he spends in the store he spends it with “his” customers and friends out on the floor doing what he used to do years ago, so Dad usually spends mornings at the store, and I go in afternoons, but I spend my time on the computer still working both jobs the store and the farm, from my make shift office at Tommy’s house and Herbs old office at the store.

Meanwhile we were in the hot, long dog days of August and things were running smooth, that is except for the above mentioned distractions. I became aware of a blacked out and a blocked weekend at the end of August, on both the dude ranch calendar as well as the farm calendar. Neither Maryann nor Tommy could tell me or wouldn’t tell me, what that was all about. Finally after continued prodding I was told that they were closed that weekend. “The whole weekend?” I asked, and it finally eventually came out its going to be our Bachelor parties. OK stupid me and my questions I just ruined the surprise, but did I keep that information from Josh? Of course not, and then he told me that his firm had him booked on a “special assignment” that weekend as well, now he put 2 and 2 together and we knew why. It then dawned on me that he apparently knew about this work weekend work assignment and hadn’t told me about it, he explained he was told about it just the other day and he was waiting for more information to see if I could go with him because they only told him it was an out of town assignment. (nice save if you ask me). Then he said he was going to play with their minds and say I wouldn’t let him go that weekend but I don’t know if he ever did.

It was midweek before “The Party Weekend”, Tommy told me and Josh to pack a weekend bag and some party clothes, because it’s a destination Bachelor party, although we begged, we couldn’t get a firm answer on any details. Hulk, Sammy, Juan, Tommy, Devin, both Baker boys, Josh, and I arrived at the airport in a stretch limo, my Dad had bowed out several weeks earlier, but he supplied the limo. We got to the gate which said, “NEW YORK JFK” where Tommy had all the tickets saved on his phone, and we each boarded as he scanned each one calling our names, we got on board and surprisingly met up with a couple of Josh’s work buddies, and one of the owners of the firm he worked for. Josh became a bit uneasy as he introduced me to everyone. We were all seated together in the front of the plane but behind first class. The flight attendants already had drinks and snacks in their hands and serving us as the rest of the plane loaded, it was like we were in a second first class section. People were shuffling past us with carry on’s and before take off the flight attendants apologized over the loud speaker that there was a group of us up front that were celebrating a bachelor party and please be patient with them. Yikes what treatment we had.

Upon arrival, there was a hotel bus waiting for us that took our group from the plane to the hotel in midtown Manhattan, holy crap these rooms were a shitload of money. I found out later Josh’s parents paid for our small group (Tommy and his workers and us) to fly and lodging, hopefully at discounted rates through his law firm. We were given schedules of where to be and when we were to meet back in the lobby at 4pm.

Josh and I had a quickie in our luxurious room accommodations, we think it was the bridal suite, before heading down to the lobby a bit late. When we arrived the entire group, including some more of Josh’s former colleagues from his dads law firm here in New York, all his uncles and cousins and a few friends were all there raising their glasses and toasting us as we came across the lobby to the bar area. Holy crap there was 35 or 40 of us. I was flabbergasted and very upset with Josh’s father, but he then explained he only paid for our small group, everyone else was there of their own accord and paying their own way, that made me feel a bit better but still this was all way over the top. I loved my future in-laws to no end, but on the other hand I only wished my dad could have been here to see what a group of support we all had.

After a few drinks, at what was billed as “cocktail hour”, which Josh and I tried to be very conservative at, we piled in the hotel bus, Sammy, Juan, Hulk and Devin were just overwhelmed with the hustle and bustle of the big city. We went to a restaurant downtown where we had a private room in the back.  I figured oh well here is where all hell is going to break out. But we had a nice several course meal and deserts from the menu and open bar. The food was great since those of us on the plane hadn’t eaten anything substantial since this morning. Several drink concoctions were placed in front of me and Josh but we both restrained ourselves the best we could, me thinking in the back of my mind about the last pool party at Josh’s parents, I did not want to make an embarrassing fool of myself.

By the time dinner was over, and I was surprised that there were no antics, embarrassing anecdotes, or stripers, nor was our crowd rowdy, they were respectful. Josh’s dad then stood and directed us back to the bus outside, we all took drinks to go, as the bus made its way uptown into the northern suburbs. Damn if the bus didn’t pull into Mr. Big Stuffs, Josh’s and my favorite Gay Bar. The place was hopping and there was an unusual line to get in. We bypassed the line and our entire group was led in past the velvet ropes, our bouncer friend gave us high fives as we passed. Oh My God, our bachelor party has moved into a gay, loud disco dance bar, where at least more than half of our guests were straight. They had set us up a banquet style table right next to the dance floor and our own half naked Speedo clad waiter (with red suspenders) to serve us drinks.

I’m a sucker for old disco tunes and this place was great at it, I grabbed Josh by the arm and went right for the dance floor, fist pounding my hand into the air, Donna Summer, Gloria Gainer, I was floating 3 feet off the ground, but Josh who could normally take it or leave it stuck right with me. Soon Tommy and Devin joined us in the overcrowded mangled mess of flesh, hands, asses, and sweat amongst the grinders, kissers and the “free feelers”.

Then Josh slid back to the table for a drink and yanked some of the straight cousins and co-workers saying this is our party and you got to join us. There wasn’t a girl in the place and even most of the straight guys finally joined up, they danced with each other, they danced with us, a few even danced with strangers, we were all a little drunk and they took a “when in Rome” attitude, or else it was “what stays in Vegas” but we all were having a blast, the best fucking time I’ve had in a long time, suddenly all my troubles and worries were gone at least for this night.

Somewhere about 11 o’clock Josh’s dad directed us back to the bus again, oh crap this is going to come to an end, I wasn’t ready for the night to end. We all loaded up with drinks again to head back to the city, or so we thought.

No the bus continued north to a Male strip joint called “Bottom-less-ness”. In New York totally nude is permitted if no alcohol is being served, but most of us were sloshed already. Once again we were ushered in to a long semicircular reserved table next to the stage with chairs only facing the stage in what appeared to be an old refurbished movie theater. Except the G-stringed waiter sat Josh and I between the table and the stage, we were the closest to the stage and separated from the rest of the crowd by the table. Josh and I tried to sit sideways so as our backs wouldn’t be to our friends and we could see and talk while we still could see the stage. We were all ordering Mocktails and juices as the place was really packed on this special Members only night, turns out the club was closed to the public and a “Private Members special fee granted members “special privilege nights”. Then the lights dimmed and the music began playing, a spotlight came up on a guy in drag and he announced the start of the show. He announced a special attraction tonight and welcomed everyone in the place to welcome their special guests tonight Josh and Dave and our special Bachelor party.

The crowd began clapping, hooting and hollering, then the room went dark and the crowd became so silent you could hear a pin drop and 8 of the most hunkyest guys came out from each side of the stage and began dancing away in full tuxes, tails, top hats and canes, the lights were on bright then, and they did their dances as the hooting, cat calls, and whistling began. Before we knew it they were off the stage and onto our table tops dancing all around our group, our table was now their stage. 6 more came out onto the back stage. Then the strip show began, they tossed or placed their hats onto our friends with loving glares, suggestively hooked their necks with the canes and drew them in nearer and closer. Then the tear away clothes slowly and more suggestively began to come off. These guys were packing in more ways than one, with abs, packages, and asses that just wouldn’t stop. I swear our straight guys even had hard on’s.

Now just down to just G-strings, they were playing directly to Me and Josh, but they were also playing to the rest of our table as well, while the rest of the place watched on. Then it happened more than half of them left the stage and table area, we were down to just 3, and two empty chairs were brought onto center stage while two guys made me and Josh get up on the stage and sat us next to each other while they danced around us so close their gyrating abdomens and dicks brushed our faces from our chin, noses and cheeks, while one attended to each of us the third was rubbing his naked buns on our knees while he made hand signals and faces at the crowd below. Our table was going nuts when suddenly the three guys made us remove their G-strings. I was throbbing hard in my pants, I’m sure Josh was as well. When the naked bodies began stripping us of our shirts, then yup our pants were removed. Now both only in our boxer briefs, I was embarrassed as hell how these guys were still unexcited when obviously Josh and my shorts were overly strained and my face was redder than fire in hell. Thank goodness I couldn’t see the crowd with those spotlights shining in our faces, I did however recognize many of our groups voices shouting for more.

Three naked guys, and the two of us, almost naked, as they went through very personal gyrations and then sensuous lap dances, I swear people could see wet spots in my briefs, but I was so worked up I lost all control, then they began letting us touch them which is normally forbidden, and grounds to get tossed out, but it was private members only night, as we both freely touched and probed, the other dancers all nude now came back to the stage and tables putting on a distracting show while two of the guys removed our briefs, slightly blocking the crowds view, then they all spread to the side leaving just Josh and me naked center stage, asses out facing them, in a bright white light. My dick was rigidly hard and pointed straight up and Josh was the same, as we both just looked at each other and gave up trying to fight it and let it all out.

Now we began to have an on stage orgy of sorts, all the while the crowd just went wild. Then suddenly it dawned on me, what will all of our straight friends think of this perversion at this party? I have to admit one guy gave me a jerk off and I couldn’t hold back I shot my load as he spun me back away from the crowd. Josh began laughing and accused me of not having any self control when he busted his load too.

Now everyone knew what was going on, even though our backs were toward them, and what did happen as there wasn’t much to hide behind, they handed us towels and sent us back to our seats, still naked mind you as they tossed our clothes to others in our party at the tables. Of course Hulk got Josh’s underwear and Devin got mine and they got up onto the tables displaying their gifts as Josh and I sat there trying to cover up. I swear the fiberglass table flexed under Hulks weight. Low and behold Devin and Hulk began their own strip show (the other dancers have already finished their bit and left the stage) and no one stopped them as Sammy, Juan and Baker 2 joined them. Now I guess by now you’ve imagined the show continued with Hulk, Sammy and Juan putting on their own strip show, of course Hulk went for the applause as he showed off his wares and that hulky bear body, the DJ and stage guy lit the spotlights up again. The two small former jockeys Sammy and Juan, they were playing right up to Hulk, and much to our surprise no one tried to stop them either. The crowd egged them on to continue, but not before dragging Josh and I back on the stage, when we got back up we found our briefs and quickly covered back up but then joined the rest of the guys in dancing once the DJ began to play appropriate tunes, by 2am the place had to close down, we dressed the best we could and loaded back onto the bus. After 3 plus hours of sweaty fun with no alcohol we were all sobered up, for the long trip back to the hotel. Holy crap so much sexual tension and fun did we have not only with our Gay friends, but straight friends, family and a room full of strangers as well.

For a few moments the bus lights went out, and everyone quieted down for what was to be a restful trip, but no, Hulk stood in the center and began to sing YMCA and got several more guys up doing the same. We sang stupid village people songs all the way back. The bus dropped us off and we all headed back to our rooms still singing, probably causing numerous complaints from the other guests. Josh and I just marveled at how this all came about. The next morning at breakfast we all discussed the antics of last night and we were particularly attentive to what our straight friends thought, most of all the guys I was worried most about were Josh’s dad and his co-workers, but it was all in good fun and it wasn’t really done raunchy like even though I felt it was, it was more my mere modesty that was no longer intact. Turns out Josh’s dad set up most of it, and everyone attending was told in advance what the planned night was going to be like, thankfully they all had a great time.

To be continued