A
STORY OF FICTION BY CATMAN
"THE
PARTY GUYS!"
Yep,
that's what they called themselves. The
name was really appropriate! It was a
group of "slackers" who bonded together during High School, and four
year's later they still hung out together.
It wasn't every night. Usually,
now a couple of times each month, just to PARTY!
They
would pool their money to score some brews and bottles of booze to stock the
bars. The party was on! Their motto was: "Bros before Hoes!"
There
were about ten of them in total, who all professed to be absolutely
straight! However, their little
get-to-gethers never involved any females.
Oh, they would brag to each other about the bitch they just bagged or the girlfriend they fucked last
night. At the same time, they would
find some reason to rag on some dude that they thought might be a
"fag"! None of them realized
that I was the only "queer" in the group.
When
these guys got together, it was a totally different story. After enough beer and shots of JACK
DANIEL'S everything would get a little gay. With enough booze, inhibitions were tossed
aside with their clothes.
It
all began one night when the guys were really bored. Someone suggested that they should play
cards. They had all blown their money on
the drinks. As a result, they ended up
playing "strip poker"!
(Some
guys are really GAY when they are drunk!
It seems like the more beer that is consumed, the crazier people
are! Of course they always have that
safety net that they use the next day:
"Oh Fuck, I was so drunk last night! I don't remember anything I did!")
Depending
on the current location on what was available, they might end up having a
skinny dip in some pool, lounging in a giant Jacuzzi, or hanging out as a group
on someone's outdoor patio. In the cold
weather, it was hanging out in a basement or in a rec room.
After
a lot of drinks, their usual homophobia would dissolve! It usually manifested itself in their game
playing. Stuff like, "Beer
Pong"! (They would make up the
rules as they went along. For some
reason it always resulted in the guys being naked!) The losers usually had to wank on his
opponent's dick, or depending on the level of intoxication, he might even be
required to 'suck his friend' for a specified period of time.
Frankie
said, "Fuck! I never thought that
any dude could ever suck better than the Broads!!! That was my best blow-job EVER!! God, I can't wait till one of you dudes loses
again!"
Ross
added, "God, I can't believe I just had a cock in my mouth. I guess if I can go down on a woman, I suppose
it's okay to do a guy too! Frankie,
you've got a big dick! Sorry about
gagging like that, it was just so big!
Actually, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be to do it. It was my first time ever!"
None
of the "straight" guys thought
there was anything weird about what they were doing. As Adam put it, "Hey, we're just
BROS! It"s cool! We're just having fun together! That's what guys do when you don't have a
bitch in the room! Why not? A mouth is a mouth! and any hole will do!"
The
guys would sober up the next day, deny that anything happened, until the next
time they would get together.
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