Chapter 363 – Ladies’ Night With Harvey and Crew
I was still somewhat concerned about Dustin and his new found crush on Caleb, who, up to this point, had a been a casual friend, curious about male sex, and doing a little experimenting with Dustin. Their casual interaction had seemingly turned real, with Dustin seeing Caleb in a different setting at basketball practice. The fact I was introduced to him, and now become a brief part of their relationship, may have made it more real. Up until I met the boy, he was merely a person Dustin casually talked about, and rarely by name, until someone asked him a few days ago if the boy even had a name. He now had a name, a face to go with it, an introduction to me, and I had seen him completely naked on top of that. Caleb wasn’t just some nameless person Dustin casually brought up occasionally in conversation as a novelty of sorts. He was now a real live person Dylan and I got to meet and talk to. Now he was very real in all our minds. I had to hope that Dustin would take this nice and easy, to see if it was real between the two of them. I wasn’t so sure it would be on Caleb’s side. It could be, but maybe Caleb couldn’t let that happen. I felt a need to watch over Dustin and try to protect him, or at least try to steer and counsel him in the right direction.
As Bret, Ty, Jake, Terry and I continued talking, Devin and Sandy arrived and went to the dressing room to change. A couple minutes later, I saw Stan and Gentry arrive and head that way also. They waved to Jeb, who looked a little embarrassed when they waved, but gave them a sheepish wave back. I had to smile. He had wanted to meet them, but got a little overwhelmed at their nudity when he did. Poor Jeb was so innocent. I just wondered how long that would last with your crew. Trevor and Andy were milling around and went upstairs to change to get ready. Jake and I knew we needed to change soon also. I looked at the clock and we had another 15 minutes before we cleared the bar of all males and got ready for the mass stampede of women coming our way. I decided I needed to get our Lacrosse players into the dressing room and introduce them to Stan and Gentry. Ross, Wally, Phil and company had already started to head that way. I got up and went over to Harvey’s table, asking them to follow me, and I’d introduce them to Stan and Gentry to get them started.
“Hey, guys, you ready to get started?” I asked Harvey and his group.
“Never been more ready, Josh. This is going to be so cool if this works,” Harvey said, showing his excitement.
“Harvey, I have never known it to fail. There is a huge crowd of horny women that will be turned on even more by the actions of all of you guys and the rest of our dancers. Honestly, they can’t help themselves. If you don’t get laid tonight, it’s your fault. Where else could you have horny women pawing at you trying to get to your dick? We’re delivering them to you on a silver platter. It doesn’t get any easier than this,” I explained. Harvey thought it made total sense. Even Leo and Wes were all excited. Tim seemed nervous, but followed me to the dressing room.
Once inside the dressing room, Wally and Ross were whooping it up with Sandy, Chuck and a few of the other dancers. “Hey, guys, let me have your attention. We have some new guys joining the team this evening, but don’t worry, there’s plenty of pussy for everyone out there. These are some of my fraternity brothers that thought they might like to try their best to shake their goods and see if they can get lucky tonight. I personally told them it was almost guaranteed,” I explained.
“Hey, guys, Josh told you the absolute truth. I get laid at least a couple of times every Wednesday night. If one of you bombs out, see me, as I can always share number two with you,” Sandy offered. That got a laugh, but a couple others said the same thing, getting Harvey, Wes and Leo that much more excited. The rest of the guys continued to get naked, then discussing what all they might wear to start off with, before they got down to the proverbial thong. There was a lot of naked guys currently in the room. I showed Harvey and the boys the lockers for their clothes and personal items. I showed them the shower and bathroom we had to get makeup and sweat off them after the performance, if they wanted to use it. Harvey, Wes and Leo commenced to strip and get naked. Tim just kind of hung back, hoping like hell, I could get him out of having to dance.
“Stan, Gentry, these are the frat brothers I told you about. They’re athletic and should do well with the show. You’re going to have to give them some ideas on moves and choreograph so routines for them, something simple,” I explained. The boys finally naked, Stan and Gentry looked them over.
“Let’s see what we have to work with?” Stan told them, as the three stood there naked in front of him. “What the hell happened to your dick?” Stan asked Leo, who was tall and lanky, had a nice dark bush, but we couldn’t see much of a cock other than a little nubbin sticking out of his pubes, presumably with some little marble sized balls beneath that nubbin somewhere.
“What?” Leo asked, surprised. “My dick’s just fine. It works. Don’t worry about it,” Leo replied, a little embarrassed.
“Dude, you don’t have a dick,” Harvey said, somewhat surprised, looking down at Leo’s groin. “How the hell can you even fuck with that little thing?” Harvey asked concerned.
“Oh, since when did this become a problem for you, Harv? I mean we’ve been showering together after practice for a year and a half and you just now noticed I might be a little smaller in then penis department than you are with your big schlong,” Leo replied, somewhat perturbed. Harvey shook his head.
“Leo, bud, I don’t look at your crotch. I don’t check you out. I don’t swing that way, bud, but I do notice you checking me out at times. I guess I know the reason for that now. Has to be envy,” he said with a little chuckle, recognizing Leo’s less than average cock size. “I just assumed everyone was about the same size. Far be it for me to get down in your pubes and check out the size of your cock. Good grief, dude. But this is kind of serious. I assume the damned thing works. I hope you get that little thing longer when you get it angry,” Harvey told him. Wes was kind of chuckling, holding his hand in front of his mouth. Although he was a little burly, he had a nice dick on him and some golf ball sized balls. Harvey was the hottest of the three, having a near perfect athletic body, but then so did Tim, from the time I saw him naked, although Tim was a little smaller in stature, but extremely well proportioned.
“I’m just thinking here,” Stan said, looking over Leo’s poor showing in the groin department. “I guess we could stuff something in his thong to give him some presence on stage,” Stan said, thinking and looking at the situation. “How big does it get when it’s hard?” Stan asked. Leo looked embarrassed.
“I’m not sure. At least 4”, I would think,” Leo commented. “I don’t really know, I never measured it.”
“Four fucking inches? Damn, Leo, you can’t satisfy a woman with that. Hell, you could finger fuck her with two of your fingers and give her more that way than with your cock, dude,” Harvey commented, really starting to get on Leo’s nerves.
“Shut up, Harvey,” Leo snapped at him. “This was your fucking idea to do this tonight anyway. So, I might be a little short down there. I happen to have a handsome body also and a great personality. What I lack in dick I make up in other areas,” Leo snapped back.
“What, like you have a nice ass for a gay guy to fuck?” Harvey chided, making Leo angry.
“Fuck you, Harvey. You’re an asshole, you know that. Just an asshole. I bet I cum twice as much as you do. You probably only get a couple of drops out of that piece of balogna of yours, when I could practically drown you with the amount I cum,” Leo barked. Harvey shook his head in dismay.
“I’m sorry, Leo. Hell, you’re my brother. It is what it is, but with the women tonight, you’re on your own. I have my reputation to preserve, as running with the big dogs. I just hope you’re lucky enough to find some pussy understanding of your shortcomings in that department. Leo still seemed pissed, but he didn’t say anything. Then Harvey noticed Tim was still dressed.
“Tim, what the fuck, dude. Get your balls and cock out like the rest of us. I know you have something to be proud of, being my roomie and all,” Harvey remarked.
“I’m going to use him tonight to help bartend. He’s got some experience and Sandy sometimes helps, but he’s dancing with you guys tonight, so Tim volunteered to help,” I replied for Tim, who was finally grateful we got past that.
“Fuck, dude, you’re going to miss out on all the action. You don’t want to do that, or do you?” he asked implying something else.
“Oh, don’t worry, Harvey. Tim will get plenty of action at the bar. The women practically crawl over the bar to get to us. He’ll get groped and kissed more times than you will up on stage. He’ll be perfectly set up to score this evening. Don’t worry about a thing,” I assured Harvey.
“Dude, Josh is right. I get more pussy tending bar than I get offers when I dance,” Sandy jumped in to reinforce what I told Harvey. Might be because of my extra large cock that sometimes slips out the bottom of my shorts while I’m bartending, but you gotta use what you have, right?” Sandy said smiling.
“Dude, you do have a big cock,” Harvey said, looking down at the python hanging between Sandy’s legs under his thick bushy nearly white pubic hair and his big balls that went along for the ride. “Fuck, I’ll bet the ladies like that,” Harvey said, somewhat envious. Too bad we couldn’t share some of that with Leo, as bad off as he is.”
“I might have a solution. We had a guy that sometimes needed a little boost in his appearance in the groin area so we have this silicone basket filler, it’s called. We might be able to slip it over Leo’s junk there to give him the appearance of something larger than what he has to offer,” Gentry said, joining the conversation. Leo got all excited, standing there with his two hands over his minimal junk, tired of Harvey ridiculing him. Gentry handed Leo a thong and told him to step though the straps, but don’t pull it all the way up. He then produced a skin colored silicone piece that looked like a larger flaccid cock and two balls, giving the outline of what one might physically show. Gentry called it a basket filler. He helped Leo put it in the pouch of thong then adjusted the thong for a tighter fit.
“Damn, looks like what I’m going to look like when I thong up,” Harvey chided. “I guess it’s a male version of a falsie women wear. Leo didn’t think that was funny.
“Hey, that’s show biz,” Stan chided, looking at Harvey, who was now impressed. “Okay, Harvey, now for you. We have cock rings if you want to wear any of those and we have these thongs to choose from. Some of the thongs have more coverage than others, so pick one you’re comfortable performing in on stage,” Stan told him.
“What the hell is a cock ring?” Harvey asked. Sandy picked up a larger one and ran his balls, then his cock through it, then showed Harvey what it did. Harvey was impressed. “I can’t believe I’m actually looking at dudes balls and cocks trying to figure out how make ourselves look bigger and better than what we are. So much for show biz,” Harvey mumbled. He tried to put the cock ring on, but couldn’t get it on right, pinching his balls and having trouble. “Josh, put this thing on for me. I happen to know you like touching other guy’s cocks,” He said, somewhat jokingly, but coming across somewhat offensive.
“Dude, do your own like everyone else. I’m not touching your junk,” I told him in no uncertain terms. He knew I was somewhat pissed at him for the way he demanded I attend to his junk.
“Josh, I’m sorry, bro. I didn’t mean it like that. That was bad of me to say it like that. I am truly sorry, dude. I didn’t mean any disrespect. You are my frat brother and I do respect you a lot, actually,” he said apologetically, realizing he was out of line.
“I’ll put it on for you. I know how it works,” Leo said, as he grabbed the ring and was about to grab Harvey’s junk and put it on for him. Harvey backed away.
“Dude, you’re not touching my junk. You don’t know how to do this stuff. You just want to play with something much larger than what you have. I’ve got your number,” Harvey said, sharply. Leo just pitched the cock ring at him and stepped back, obviously pissed at the guy. Harvey wasn’t making any friends tonight by any means.
Although Harvey could pretty much tell Stan and Gentry were gay, he did allow Stan to put it on for him. Stan did a professional job of installing the cock ring, making Harvey proud of himself, as he admired his junk in the mirror. He picked out one of the skimpier thongs in the assortment, then tried that on. He was pretty proud of himself, once put together. From there, Stan gave him a tear-away bikini and showed the guys how to get rid of them, when they wanted them off. Then they went to tear-away trunk briefs, then to boxer briefs, then to shorts and a tank top. All three of them looked pretty good, once totally assembled.
Ross and Wally were cordial to Harvey and crew, although Harvey was a little standoffish at first. Ross told me he thought Harvey was a snob. I told him that and an asshole also, making Ross laugh. He told me he’d reform him, once he moved into the frat. I told Ross, one could only hope. Ross gave me a bro hug, which Harvey took note of, sensing we were pretty close friends, and not just acquaintances, something he didn’t understand, and was puzzling him.
“Don’t you guys wear some sort of special uniforms for tending bar?” Harvey asked me. “Aren’t you guys going to get dressed?”
“We do, but the bartenders and servers change in the office. All of them have changed by now, so if you guys are finally good to go, we’ll go get ready and head to our stations,” I told them all. Stan said they’d work on some sort of simple routine, suggesting something like a pole dance for beginners. I knew that to be a cheap jab, but Harvey didn’t. I had to chuckle, knowing why Stan said it, realizing he had an asshole to work with, and wishing he could just throw him out on his ear. Tim and I headed for the door.
“Hey, Tim. Don’t fall in love with Josh, when you two get naked and change together,” Harvey hollered after him. “Don’t want you enjoying that too much and coming back to the room and trying that stuff out on me, now, you hear, sweet lips,” Harvey rudely teased, blowing Tim a kiss.
“Fuck you, Harvey. You’re not man enough anyway,” Tim shot back. I told him, ‘good one’, making him smile. Once we were out the door, we could talk freely.
“Thank you so much for rescuing me, Josh. Harvey’s been tormenting me ever since you suggested we do this. He’s such an asshole, telling me he didn’t think I had to the stones to try to get laid, and I’d chicken out at the last moment, and maybe I’d finally figure out I was gay and want to stay here with you. I mean he’s just been a complete asshole. Look at the way he ridiculed Leo tonight. I mean Leo and I aren’t the best of pals because he admires Harvey way more than he should, but Leo is a half decent guy. Wes just goes along with whatever Harvey says, like his little minion, although there’s nothing little about him. Damn, he even had a decent sized cock on him. I don’t usually shower with those guys, as I got tired of being abused in the showers, more like harassed, them wanting to pick on someone all the time. I guess it’s going to be poor Leo now that gets picked on. I mean I know what Harvey looks like naked, as he parades around the room naked all the time, taunting me, I think. I saw him do that to you the other day. Don’t think he didn’t know what he was doing. He was trying to get a reaction out of you in the worst way. You played it so cool, Josh. You really are a great guy, you know,” Tim confessed. I looked at him and smiled.
“You’re a pretty good guy yourself, Tim. I think you know a little bit about how to handle Harvey,” I told him, smiling, as I had him follow me up the stairs to the apartment.
“Oh, wow. This is your apartment? Damn, is this ever nice. It’s pure luxury, compared to the dorms or the frat house. This is amazing, Josh,” he said looking around. That’s one hell of a nice TV you have there and the kitchen is fantastic. Good grief, I’d cook up a storm with a kitchen like this,” he said, in amazement as he looked all around.
“We don’t cook that often with a world class chef on the staff, Tim. How was your food tonight?” I had to ask.
“Fantastic, actually. All the guys loved it. Harvey even said you guys had great food compared to anywhere in town,” Tim replied.
“Fritz is German. He’s a fantastic cook, along with being a great friend,” I informed him.
“I think you guys have it made here. If I lived in a place like this, I’d never want to leave school,” he said.
“Tim, with as much as we have going on in the business, I kind of can’t wait to get out of school and take care of the business full time. At least we have some professionals taking care of the day to day business now, but it’s growing fast. Once we get the new dormitory open, I’m not sure what we’re going to do for staff and management. We’re going to need a lot more people involved,” I remarked.
“Wow, I can’t even begin to think like you have to, Josh. Don’t know how you do it,” Tim replied, as I took him to show him our magnificent shower we had. He couldn’t believe it. He said he’d have to live in there, it’d feel so wonderful. I told him he was welcome to try it out with us sometime, making him grin. The tour over with, I told him our uniforms were in my bedroom, and ushered him in there to get dressed.
“You can put your clothes on my study chair there if you want,” I told him, as I handed him his uniform and started to get undressed. Tim was a little nervous, but got naked fairly quickly. After all he had been naked in front of me that day he came back from his run and had me smell his pits to see if he was okay to go to class that way. “You need me to smell your pits again?” I asked, as we were both naked in front of each other, myself enjoying seeing his beautiful slightly hairy, but well trimmed, body. Tim smiled.
“You know, I can’t believe I asked you to do that. I don’t know what I was thinking at the time. I thought about that afterwards on the way to class and cussed myself for doing something stupid like that,” Tim replied.
“I actually thought it was kind of sweet in a way. It was something a guy would ask his best friend, that he totally trusted, to do. I felt rather honored you asked me,” I replied. Tim smiled, somewhat embarrassed.
“You’re just saying that so I don’t feel stupid,” Tim replied. I patted him on his bare back and told him I thought it was cool, and helped cement our friendship. I think he wanted to kiss me.
“Tim, we don’t normally wear any underwear under our shorts, but that’s up to you if you’d feel better wearing some. I have some clean bikini underwear in my chest of drawers, if you’d feel better wearing something underneath, but try on the shorts and see what you think,” I told him. Tim pulled on the shorts up over his nice sized cock and balls.
“Wow, it doesn’t feel like I have anything on at all. I feel naked and vulnerable. What are you doing?” he asked, looking at me for an answer, and at my bare junk that I had not covered up.
“I’m fine without any. It gives the ladies more of a thrill when they get to see the outline of your cock and balls, but it’s up to you. My Marketing professor, who’s doing his doctorial thesis on our business and consulting for us, wears bikini underwear, because he’s uncomfortable without it. He’s not usually behind the bar and has to maneuver through the crowd of women, so he thinks he needs that extra protection. Like I said, whatever makes you feel more comfortable.” He thought about it for a minute.
“Maybe I should try the bikini underwear, as this does feel a little weird and drafty. It’ll definitely keep my balls from sweating, that’s for sure,” he said with a big smile. I pulled open my drawer, and pulled out a clean pair of bikini underwear that I kept on hand for just such purposes. I handed them to him to try on. He pulled down his shorts again, then slipped on the bikini underwear. “Wow, these feel great. Kind of lift up your junk a little also. I guess these will work fine, if you don’t mind me wearing your underwear. That’s kind of personal actually,” he said, a little unsure if it was right for him to borrow a pair of my underwear, making our relationship even more personal.
“That’s why we have washing machines, Tim. No problem at all,” I assured him. I got a big smile out of him. I was just about to put my shorts on without underwear, when he stopped me for a second.
“Josh, look at you. I mean you could be one of the star dancers out there. You have the personality and the talent to do it, and you sure have the looks. How come you don’t perform like the others?” he asked staring at my naked body. I finally pulled up my shorts and put on my tank top, as he put his on.
“I’m not into being an exhibitionist, Tim. I only get naked in front of my close friends that I trust and care about. It takes people like Harvey to show off in front of others. That’s just not me, although a couple of our teammates like to do it occasionally, which is okay by me, just not me,” I told him, as I straightened out his shorts to keep the underwear from showing.
“I totally understand and feel the same way as you do, Josh. I’m so happy you rescued me from that possible nightmare Harvey set me up for. I’d much rather be with you and behind the bar and not with all those women,” he remarked. I laughed. “Is this where you and Jake sleep? You guys sleep together?” he asked, kind of meekly, looking at one big bed.
“Yep, this would be the place. Kind of nice cuddling up to someone you love at night. We just love it here,” I told him. And we do have close friend guests from time to time that join us, ones we really care about and love,” I informed him. He looked like he was deep in thought.
“Josh, is it hard to be gay and be out to everyone? Does that bother you any?” he asked, like he was hungry for knowledge.
“It was a little scary at first, Tim. I mean, we didn’t hide it that much, but not a lot of people knew. I guess Harvey and his friends, kind of figured it out last year at the frat, when I came to the defense of Brady, the time Tuck was considering dropping him from the pledge class. I gave Tuck hell for even thinking of such a thing. He couldn’t understand me at all and why I even cared, until I came out to him, telling him I was gay, and if Brady had to go, I had to go also, and he could go fuck himself. He was never so apologetic and loving in all his life. I don’t know whether you know it or not, but Taylor had a brother that committed suicide because of being ashamed of being gay. You can’t live like that. Let’s just say, that I am fortunate enough to have a rather large group of friends, gay and straight, that surround me with their love and care, totally understand, respect and appreciate us for being our true selves to the point, I’m never embarrassed to be who I am anymore. Plus, our corporation we’re building, will give us financial security for the rest of our lives, so let the bastards like Harvey say what they want,” I told him. Tim soaked up every word I said, mulling it all over in his mind.
“I think the fact you have so many friends that really care about you and respect you, that gives you the confidence to be your true self,” he replied.
“Always,” I told him. “We’ve helped many a friend that needed to make that plunge into coming out and being themselves finally. All of us, basically, are out around here, but we still have a couple of guys that have to go home this weekend and explain who they are to their parents,” I informed him.
“Gees, that has to be hard,” he said, shaking his head, like it was almost scary.
“You know, I thought it was going to be hard myself, when Jake and I came out to my parents, after my grandfather’s funeral, but it was relatively easy. Love transcends everything, Tim. If your parents truly love you, they’ll love you for being yourself and, most of all, being honest with them. My parents love Jake as much as they love me. My other friend, Zach, who is your frat brother also, spent last summer with my parents on the farm, helping my dad. They loved him like a son, and love the three of us now that they know we are all gay. Jake had a little problem with his mother. She’s okay with it, except she doesn’t want us sleeping together in Jake’s bedroom in their home. We have to sleep in the basement with his gay, although they don’t know it, cousin, and their daughter’s boyfriend, who loves, pardon my saying, a nice dick up his ass when he can get it also. You might say we have some fun little orgies when we’re at family gatherings at Jake’s house, but Mom doesn’t know that. Plus, we’re sending them on an all-expense-paid vacation to Hawaii in January, so that helped soften the blow somewhat. So, yes, we aren’t ashamed that we care and love our friends as much as we do, because we all look out for one another and have one another always. Why, is there something you want to talk to me about?” I asked, thinking he had something that was on his mind.
“No, not really,” he said, hesitatingly, as if he might want to, but now was not the time. “I was just curious as to what you had to go through, and if it bothered you any, or created any trauma to admit who you are,” Tim replied. “I know Harvey forgets where he is sometimes and pimps you over it. I know he respects you, but he’s still got this bug up his ass about homosexuals for some stupid reason,” Tim admitted. “He can’t help himself, thinking he’s right and they’re wrong. I’ve told him several times, what the fuck does it matter who loves who, as long as they really love each other. Still, it bugs him. He let that slip a couple of times tonight, although he apologized for it. Still, I think he means it deep down inside. Look how he treats me, calling me sugar lips, and there are many more gay names he calls me. I’m not sure if he thinks I’m gay or what, but he treats me at times as if I am, only because it makes him feel more superior and macho. He’s just a jerk. If I were to ever tell him I was gay, I’d never hear the end of it and would suffer greatly,” he told me.
“Tim, if you were to ever feel like you were, you’d have an army of guys right here that would adopt you and take on the Harvey’s of the world forever. You need to know that,” I told him. If there’s ever anything you need to talk to me about, or want to know and understand, I’m here for you, Tim. I’ll always be there for you if you need me,” I assured him. Tim gave me a quick hug.
“Thanks, Josh. I really appreciate your friendship, more than you’ll ever know,” he said as we embraced.
“I guess we better go to work,” I told him. He agreed, then looked at our bed longingly.
“Must be wonderful snuggling up to someone at night you truly love and care about, holding each other and making one another feel loved and secure,” he said, as he gazed at our bed.
“It’s beautiful, actually. The best ever, Tim,” I assured him. We finally headed downstairs, just as the doors were open to the women, who came pouring in.
Tim and I got behind the bar. I introduced him again to Jake, Dustin, Terry, Ethan and Dylan, then found Eric and introduced him also. I showed Tim how to draw beer. In fact, I told him to start filling up beer glasses with one of our best selling beers, getting a jump start on orders, telling him we needed to get ahead on those or we wouldn’t be able to keep up. Eventually, Andy, Trevor, Devin, Zach and Brady made it over and got to see or meet Tim. Brady remembered him as being the nice Lacrosse guy from last year. Tim apologized to Brady for the crappy treatment Harvey gave him last semester. Brady said he had forgiven him, because it landed him here with us, and he couldn’t be happier. Tim said he could totally understand that. Tim told Zach he heard that he worked for my parents last summer on the farm, and they adopted him as another son. Zach told Tim, I was the greatest brother of all and he couldn’t love me any more than he did. He told Tim there wasn’t a greater person to love in this world than me and Jake, although he was kind of partial to Brady now also. Tim got a kick out of that, and told Zach he was so lucky to have someone to love like that. Zach said he knew that.
We got slammed with drink orders coming at us fast and furiously. Jeb came up to get a tray of beer. I asked him how many he had orders for. He told me to just fill them up as he’d have them all sold before he got 10’ from the bar. I laughed, but thought that wasn’t a bad idea and sold more faster that way. Jeb said the women were just crazy and would spend anything and everything on drinks at the moment. He was so right. I asked him how he liked his uniform for the evening. He said he felt a little naked, like he was hanging out where he shouldn’t be. I told him he looked hot, which got me a big smile. I think he had bikini briefs on, however, similar to Tim. I didn’t see as much outline on him as on the other guys. Bret wasn’t wearing any, although Ty was. I shook my head at the two of them. Bret was onboard already, showing off a nice package down there. Now we had to wait for Ty to catch up, I had to think.
I tickled Jake’s ass while moving behind him, causing him to smile. Now, if this was gay night, we’d have kissed and molested one another in front of the crowd, making big bucks having fun. But it was boring Ladies’ Night.
Sarah was there bugging her boyfriend Ethan, down at the other end of the bar. Luckily, she had been there enough Wednesday nights no one challenged her, or sought Ethan’s attention all that much anymore, lest the wrath of a scorned woman befall them. Sarah did have the presence to stop by me and ask who Tim was, noting he was hot and she could see he had some masculine chest hair through his huge arm openings in his wife beater shirt. I smiled at her.
“Please tell me he’s straight,” Sarah begged. I smiled and said, as far as I knew he was. I told her, he was a frat brother of mine, along with three other ones that would be performing tonight. I told her the guys were looking to get laid if she had any inclination toward any of them. Then, I told her the tall one she’d see, Leo, had a huge cock she’d love to ride. She said it made her pussy hot just hearing about it. I got a kick out of that.
It was finally time for our first show. Allen came out and announced we had three new athlete dancers tonight, in addition to our spotlight show of our star football players. The crowd went wild, bras and panties flew. I never understood what the big deal was about throwing your underwear in the air. Somehow, that just didn’t make sense to me, but these women loved to do it for some reason.
Stan and Gentry started the show as usual, grinding their junk in faces up close to the stage, wetting pussies, and getting dollars stuffed in their thong strings at the end, plus littering the stage. We had some of our regular dancers perform after that, getting all up and sexy with the women, Sandy being the biggest hit of that group.
“Damn, he does have a big dick, Josh,” Tim mentioned to me, as he gazed upon that python wanting to spit that thong wide open and escape, lots of thick dark blonde pubic hair sticking above his thong, driving the women crazy with his antics on stage. I whispered to Tim he should see that cock when it was angry. I told him I had seen it in action a few times, making him give me weird look. “I thought you said he was straight?” he asked. I told him no one loved pussy more than he did, but on occasion he liked a little boy ass to get his cock off and he was most accommodating to guys that liked big dicks. That about blew Tim’s mind, him shaking his head, like he couldn’t comprehend that at all. “That dick couldn’t fit up a dude’s ass, could it?” he asked. I told him it certainly could, and it certainly had, making Tim shake his head ever more.
What does that feel like anyway, Josh?” Tim asked curiously. I told him if it were the right dick on the right guy, it was Heavenly, and there was nothing like it. He seemed to like that idea, but had a hard time comprehending how it was even possible. I told him I’d explain it to him some day. That seemed to appease him at the moment.
Ashton was running the sound system tonight and doing a great job. I thought to myself, I wonder if he can even imagine having Sandy’s cock up his ass tomorrow night for his birthday party. That would definitely be an interesting set of entertainment in itself, I had to believe.
Next up on stage were our three newbies, Harvey, Leo and Wes. I had to admit, Harvey looked hot and the thought of fucking him could make my cock hard, although, thinking about his personality, would make my cock limp all over again. Leo would have looked hot to me, had it not been for the first-hand knowledge of his small penis and balls. His taller, lanky body with a small patch of dark chest hair between his pecs and a little around his perky nipples, then a nice line down over his naval joining his treasure trail leading to the overpowering bush hiding his small cock, made him look hot. The basket filler, or whatever the hell Stan put in Leo’s thong, made him look great, which was the effect we were after. I pitied the poor woman that thought she had something big tonight and found out she had something much smaller and possibly inadequate. He looked hot until I thought about his small penis and how that might not be able to give his partner the satisfaction sought from having sex. Although, he could be a terrific bottom in a sense. But then, supposedly, he was straight, which would be hard to satisfy a woman, I would think, but I guessed if the right person we there, anything could happen one way or another. Then I thought it might be kind of neat to suck that cock of his, and see if he really could cum gallons of cum, like he said he could. I tried to imagine what his cock would feel like in my mouth. At least one could get the whole thing in at one time, balls deep, I had to imagine.
While the boys appeared to be kind of novices on stage, as they were fumbling around a little trying to appear sexy, they were having problems keeping with the music and the up-tempo dance routine of most of our dancers. It reminded me of when Ross, Wally and crew first started out. Although they were struggling in our minds, our boys were getting rave attention from the crowd of women cheering them and wanting to touch and fondle them. Harvey was getting a lot of attention, as were the other two, but he was definitely the alpha male on stage.
“He’s being an idiot, Josh,” Tim told me. I laughed.
“He’s getting a lot of attention, Tim. That’s what it’s all about, when you think about it,” I replied. Tim just shook his head. Tim seemed jealous of Harvey in a way, but didn’t need to be. Tim was a far superior friend and person than Harvey could ever be, but Harvey had a great body, great looks, and a very domineering personality, one that demanded attention. Harvey was not someone I would enjoy having as a friend, and there would be absolutely no way I could ever room with a guy like that, without having major confrontations with him. Tim would appease Harvey, just so he didn’t have to deal with him or confront him over anything. I could tell Harvey did not like being challenged. Still, politically, I had to work with him somewhat, to keep the peace at the frat and keep my promise to Taylor.
Harvey seemed to be enjoying himself, as he played exhibitionist to screaming women that wanted to paw at him and devour his manhood. He appeared to be somewhat shocked at the reception he was getting. For a narcissist like Harvey, this was fuel for the fire. He was loving it. The more attention and screams he got, the crazier he became. Leo and Wes were following his moves also. They didn’t quite have the knack of relieving themselves of clothing as quickly as the other’s did, but in a way, the delay, caused by their inexperience, seemed to enhance the expectations of the crowd of screaming women. The crowd really got excited once the three were finally down to thongs. Harvey looked a little embarrassed at first, thinking he may have gone too far, but like a true narcissist, he eventually flaunted everything he had to the major approval of the crowd. The more he shimmied and thrust, the more the crowd reacted. Leo and Wes followed his lead, but Harvey was truly the crowd’s star, and he knew it, unfortunately. I kept thinking this was going to go straight to his head, and we’d never hear the end of it. I was greatly relieved when their set was finally over, however, I had to admit, Harvey went over tremendously with the crowd. We had ourselves another star, there was no doubt about it. Major dollars were collected at the end with phone numbers stuffed in their thong straps. I couldn’t wait to hear what Harvey had to say after his debut. I told Tim, I was heading to the dressing room to get a read on our new performer. He wished me luck. I just smiled.
Ross, Wally, Phil and group were taking the stage as I slipped into the dressing room to see three sweat glistening bodies, somewhat out of breath, but ecstatic over the money they collected. “Well, how’d it go, guys? Was it anything like you imagined it?” I asked. Harvey was ecstatic.
“Josh, we love you, Dude. That was the most fucking fun I think I’ve ever had in my life. This is fucking amazing. Do you see all the money we made? They’re not all dollar bills, either. There’s some 20’s in here, some with phone numbers on them, one with lipstick. One of mine is kind of wet. I’ll bet its pussy juice. On top of that we have slips of paper with phone numbers and bra sizes. Fuck, this is like Christmas almost. My dick’s getting hard just thinking about it,” he said, excitedly. I shook my head in amazement.
“Hey, you guys did okay for the first time on stage,” I told them. Stan and Gentry rolled their eyes at me for making that statement, but Harvey took it as a major compliment. “Did you get embarrassed at all?” I asked.
“Well, it was kind of embarrassing when we first got down to just our thongs, but after the crowd went wild, you just kind of forget you’re standing in front of hoards of horny women that want to breed you, and you just have fun teasing them. I guess that’s the way to look at it. We’re just a tease. Well, that is until we get out of here tonight and go breed a few of them,” Harvey replied. I smiled big time. “Hey, how’s our boy Tim doing bartending. He getting any offers?” Harvey asked, somewhat skeptical.
“Gees, he’s the new heart throb behind the bar. I’ve had to pull a few horny ladies off of him already tonight. They can’t seem to keep their hands off him for some reason,” I chided, knowing that wasn’t totally true, but he had some that were trying their best to get his attention, although he wasn’t showing much. I didn’t tell Harvey any of that.
“Good for him. Almost didn’t think he had it in him. Kid has a nice body and all. He should be dating several girls by now, but he doesn’t seem interested for some reason. I tease him about playing for your team at times, but that just pisses him off,” Harvey said smiling. I just shook my head. Stan and Gentry wanted to throttle him.
We could hear cheers from the crowd for Ross and his team. The guys ran over to the stage door in the dressing room and watched the football players do their routine. Harvey scoffed. “Football players shouldn’t have nice bodies like Lacrosse guys. Look at them out there flaunting their junk. They get all the attention and we’re hardly even noticed, just because they’re famous,” Harvey said, out of jealousy, I could tell. I smiled to myself. “I think my dick is bigger than Ross’, judging from his package and what I saw earlier tonight,” Harvey said, directing his thoughts towards Wes and Leo. Leo never replied, having nothing to say about that issue. “Hey, Josh, can we get some beer in here. I’m sweating like a pig and need to get hydrated,” he told me.
“I’ll send some in for you,” I said then turned to leave to go back to the bar. ‘Oh, wait. Show me how you get this cock ring off. I need to take it off until the next show. It’s kind of strangling my dick and balls at the moment. I guess it’s just my unusually large size,” he said, trying to brag. I shook my head.
“You’ll figure it out, Harvey,” I said, then kept on walking out the door.
I filled Tim in on what was going on in the dressing room. I told him I detected jealousy of Ross already. Tim said that was definitely true, because as soon as he heard they were pledging the frat, he was upset about it. “Harvey seems to think he’s top dog in the frat, Josh, and in line to be the next president. He made it clear that once he’s president, as he put it, the fags are gone,” Tim informed me. “You know how homophobic he is. But then anyone that doesn’t agree with him has to be a fag, otherwise they’d agree with him,” Tim told me.
“Do any of the other brothers even pay attention to him?” I asked Tim.
“Unfortunately, some are swayed by his pompousness. Taylor, by far, has the greatest following, and I have to believe whoever he backs will get elected president for next year. Right now, we don’t have a vice-president, and the treasurer doesn’t want the position next year, so we’re kind of without leadership, you might say. Harvey plans to take advantage of the void and has already started campaigning for the top spot, trying to push Taylor into appointing him VP, since no one seems to want it. Taylor is holding off doing anything with Harvey because of his personality. Harvey thinks he’s popular, but in reality, he’s ruffled a lot of feathers, including mine. But then, I have to live with him, so what am I going to do. It’s not easy, let me tell you.” I had to agree with Tim, it couldn’t be easy with Harvey behaving the way he was. “Hey, on the brighter side of things, I’m having fun and keeping up with the beer for you,” he said smiling. I patted him on the back and told him ‘good job’, only I needed him to deliver beers to the dressing room for Harvey. Tim begged me not to make him have to do that. I caught Dylan and asked him to take some beer to the dressing room. He didn’t look happy about it, but said he would.
“Oh, by the way, I heard you left Dustin a little note in a rather interesting place this morning,” I told him. Dylan smiled ear to ear.
“That’s what he gets for messing with me last night when he went to bed,” Dylan replied.
“He was just trying to look after you, Dylan, take care of you, actually. I thought it was rather sweet of him to do what he did,” I told him. Dylan smiled again.
“Covering me up was fine, although I’m sure he enjoyed looking at my bare ass before he did it. He didn’t have to kiss me on the cheek like he did. I’d say that was taking advantage of me, if you really want to know.” I laughed at first.
“He does care about you, and that was such an innocent way of showing it,” I told him. Dylan rolled his eyes and told me he guessed so, but it was fun, what he got to do. I had to agree with him on that. Off he went to the dressing room with a tray full of beers, trying hard not to get molested on his way.
Dylan came back a few minutes later, shaking his head. “Josh, that Harvey guy’s nuts. Is he really a frat brother of yours?” he asked. I shook my head yes, then asked him what happened. “He was standing there naked when I gave them the beers. He swung his cock at me and asked me if I didn’t think that was a beautiful piece of meat. I kind of laughed, and asked him if that was all he had. That seemed to piss him of, so he asked me what I had. I dropped my shorts and let the big guy out. He said, ‘damn, I’ve never seen a dick like that before, but there’s a lot of it, and you sure have a mess of balls to go with it.’ I laughed, and told him his was one of the smaller dicks I’d seen around here, but it looked good on stage, and that was all that mattered. I think I might have hurt his feelings some,” Dylan said, smiling. I told him he did great. “Josh, they’re in there texting girls that gave them phone numbers, and asking them for pictures of themselves to see whether they would consider going out with them. Get this, they said naked pictures might help them get dates faster. Can you believe that?” Dylan asked. I told him I could. I later told Tim what had happened. Tim got a big kick out of Dylan showing up Harvey, saying he deserved it. He couldn’t believe Harvey and the boys were soliciting dates from pictures texted to them. I could.
Dylan delivered more beer to all the dancers after the first show ended. He reported back that Ross and crew seemed to be getting along okay with Harvey and crew, so far anyway, although Ross’ group was way ahead of anything Harvey had going on. He said there was kind of a dick measuring contest going on, but Harvey won out against Ross, making Harvey happy for the time being. Dylan said Sandy put Harvey to shame, as we all knew he would.
The second show went a little smoother this time with Harvey’s group. Apparently, Stan and Gentry told them to step up the tempo some, and move a little faster on stage, gyrating their pelvises and groins. They took that advice and really got the women going, with the exception of a wardrobe mishap. The additional silicone basket filler, that was affixed to Leo’s thong came flying out and hit some girl in the head, not hurting her at all, because it was soft, but she couldn’t figure out what the damn thing was. She shook it off, and threw it back at Leo. Harvey bent over laughing, then Wes followed. Leo looked totally shocked and embarrassed, only no one else knew what had happened. Leo kept right on going, although he looked like he’d lost his cock and balls. Harvey and Wes soon got themselves back together again and finished out the set, Leo picking up this groin addition on their way off the stage, back into the dressing room. Tim and I cracked up when that happened. Tim said Leo was a great guy and didn’t deserve what happened to him, but it was funny as fuck. No one really knew what happened but us. The girl asked to see Leo afterwards, saying it must be fate that happened, and she wanted to jump his loins. At least Leo had a sure thing lined up for tonight, that is until the girl figured out there wasn’t much in his basket.
“Tim, just so you know, I told Harvey that you were being pawed after all night long by women that wanted to fuck you. If he asks you about that, you need to keep the story straight, or I’m sure we can find you a date rather quickly if you’d rather have one,” I informed him. He looked nervous.
“Josh, that last thing I need in my life at the moment is a woman to have to deal with. Harvey is bad enough. I’ll tell him I had lots of offers if he asks, just like you said,” Tim replied. I smiled, telling him I totally understood.
The guys showered up in the dressing room, then dressed and came out to meet their fans, signing autographs and talking to their fans. The girl Leo hit with his silicone basket filler, was hanging all over him, like she was in love. Leo looked totally happy.
Harvey came up to me and asked me for a favor. He wanted to know if we had any condoms, as he totally forgot to bring some and he thought he might need a couple. Then he told me he was sure we had some since we stuck our dicks up guys poopy asses and all. I looked at him and shook my head, then told him he had no clue how gay love worked. He said he thought that’s what we did. I told him it’d shake his world if he ever came close to experiencing anything near what we did, and probably change his life forever. That seemed to concern him some. Then I told him there was a large case of condoms in the dressing room and to help himself. He asked if we had large ones, since he was well endowed. I shook my head and told him yes, we had them for every size, so find some that would fit him, only stay away from the extra extra large, since those were for Sandy and a couple of others. He shook his head in dismay. He slapped me on my ass and told me I was great, and tonight had been fantastic. There was no doubt Harvey was ecstatic the way the night turned out. He was adored by all those women and he had a sure thing lined up for tonight. In his mind, life didn’t get any better than what it was tonight. He finally returned from the dressing room, obviously having found what he needed.
“All set, guys, let’s go. Oh, Tim, I might need the room for a while, so see if you can get your gal to let you spend the night. If you come back to the room before 2:00 in the morning, I’ll swear your gay. Now get out there and breed some pretty gal,” he said, taking off with two girls on his arms. Leo left with his girl, and even Wes had one on his arm. All three had done well, it seemed. Tim looked disappointed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him. “We can still find you a date if that’s what you want,” I told him.
“That’s not what I want. He’s going to be fucking in the room all night and told me to stay away. If I come back too soon, he said he’d know I was gay. What the fuck kind of shit is that?” Tim asked. I put my hands on his shoulders, and looked him in the eyes.
“Stay here tonight, Tim. Let him think you were out all night long. He won’t know you were with us,” I offered. Tim looked at me longingly.
“Do you mind, Josh?” he asked, somewhat relieved. I wanted to grab him and hug him.
“We don’t mind at all. Terry stays over different nights of the week, but he usually sleeps with Jake and me. I can make up the couch and you can sleep there. It’s really comfortable, and we’ve had lots of company use it before. You’ll be fine. Sleep here tonight and see Harvey in the morning, rested and fresh, raring to go,” I told him smiling.
“Josh, you are the greatest friend a guy could ever have. You sure you don’t mind? What about the other guys?” he asked. I told him if he didn’t mind seeing guys hug and give each other goodnight kisses, no one would bother him any other way. He smiled and said it might be nice to have a kiss himself, after the night he’d had already. I patted him on the back.
Ross came up to me and gave me a bro hug. I introduced he and Wally to Tim, his future frat brother. Ross gave him a big bro hug also, surprising Tim pleasantly, however. Tim was in awe that I knew both of them so well. Ross pulled me aside to ask me a question.
“Hey, Josh, Wally and I need to borrow your dressing room for a couple of hours. You good with that?” he asked, excitedly. I smiled at him and told him I was very good with that, getting me another hug.
Ty and Bret came up to us. The place was almost empty at this point. Bret said he was ready for a beer. Dylan said he was going to bed, in hopes Dustin would tuck him in again. I laughed, along with Jake. We started upstairs to have a beer, Eric telling us he’d clean up in a matter of minutes and lock up. Jeb caught me before running up the steps.
“Josh, you forgot something,” he said, anxiously. I looked puzzled, then it hit me. I grabbed him and turned him around, then kissed him on the lips and told him what a great job he did tonight. Jeb was all smiles.
“You kiss your servers?” Tim asked curiously. I told him just some of them, the ones that were special, and Jeb was special. I told Tim, I promised Jeb another kiss for the day, if he took care of Ross’ group, making him excited enough to do it for me. Tim mumbled, ‘lucky kid’. I heard that, but didn’t respond to it. We continued on upstairs.
Bret got down to his briefs the second we hit the apartment almost, stunning Tim a little. I had to explain to Tim, we hung out in our underwear while in the apartment. I asked him if he had a problem with that. He assured me it would feel great to get comfortable that way. I told him we hung out and studied in our underwear, just like at the frat house and in the dorm, nothing had changed. Tim reminded me I didn’t have any underwear on. I told him he was very observant, and maybe I better find some before I grossed anyone out. He said there was nothing about me that would gross anyone out. I told him he was sweet. He said he better find his also. He followed Jake and I into our bedroom and we changed into our briefs, him replacing the bikini briefs I lent him, with his own gray Hanes boxer briefs. I put my Calvin’s back one with the contoured pouch and the soft model cotton. I caught Tim checking out Jake as he changed also. Jake also checked him out.
“Well, I guess we know each other pretty well now,” Tim said, somewhat embarrassed. Jake and I looked at each other and smiled.
“Hey, we’re all friends, just closer friends now,” Jake replied, making me proud of him. Tim smiled, fully at ease with Jake.
“Tim, just so you know, Jake and I may be talking to Ty and Bret about things that might sound strange to you. Just ignore us, but it’s for their benefit, but it might not make any sense to you at all. If we bore you too much, we’ll try to send them on their way. Briefly, I will tell you that they are in love with one another, but Bret doesn’t know it yet, and we’re not sure he’s gay, which makes it a little more difficult. Hell, Ty isn’t really sure he’s gay, which now makes it ridiculous. I know it’s weird, but Jake and I end up with some crazy stuff we have to help out our friends with. We care about both of them, so we help. It’s just what we do. I just wanted to warn you that the conversation might get a little odd and strange to you. On the other hand, maybe your presence might save us from having that discussion, which we can only hope. I am going to tell them you’re a fraternity brother of Jake’s and mine and wanted to help us out tonight, but you’re not really playing on our team,” I informed Tim.
“If it helps, you don’t have to tell them anything. They can think I’m on your team. It doesn’t matter to me, Josh. I don’t want to make things difficult for you,” Tim replied. Jake and I looked at one another, pondering which way to go.
“I don’t want you encumbered with a label you’re not prepared to carry, Tim. No sense in them thinking you’re gay when you’re not,” I replied. Tim shrugged his shoulders.
“The way I look at things right now, even though I don’t know the first thing about being gay, your world seems a lot more wonderful than the world I’m trying to live in. I think you all are the sane ones. It’s the Harvey guys that give whatever world I’m stuck in, a bad name,” he replied. Jake and I kind of chuckled, but we could see Tim was serious. “Josh, you’ve been so kind to me lately, and extremely helpful to me tonight, I don’t want to make things awkward for you with your friends. If you’d rather I leave, so you can do what you need to do, by all means, I can go hang out somewhere and then barge in on the asshole later on. I don’t want to upset what you need to do, by any means,” Tim added.
“Tim, we enjoy having you here, really we do. You’re our frat brother, and a great one at that. We’re not going to let Harvey get the best of you by any means. We’ll be fine. I just don’t know what’s going to come up with these two. We might end up in our huge shower for all I know. Are you cool with that?” I asked.
“The one you showed me earlier? Hell yes, I could use a good shower after everything we went through tonight. I’m game. I’m not going to be molested or anything?” he asked curiously, but with a smile. Jake and I laughed.
“No, but you might get hugged because you’re such a great guy. We’d hope that wouldn’t kill you,” I replied.
“Hey, I’m all for hugs. Can’t get enough of those,” Tim assured us.
