Chapter 629 – Gay Night and the Wet Underwear Contest
Logan seemed to be settling in fairly well, focused entirely on drawing beer and mixing drinks, totally in bar tender mode at the time. I guessed he was over his initial shock of working in a public place in just his underwear, after being a businessman first and foremost. I wasn’t for sure, but he looked to be having fun, if the truth were known. Will had his eye on him also, joking with him some just to make sure he wasn’t intimidated in the least. Will would give me a smile occasionally, as if to say things were okay for the moment anyway.
Allen made several announcements on what was coming up. I noticed that the kiddie pool was center stage where the contestants’ underwear would be doused thoroughly. I just hoped it was warm water and not cold. Anyone brave enough to show off their goods, wanted to look their best and not be shorted by cold water making things smaller. If they were going to flaunt what they had, they definitely wanted to flaunt it in its entirety, maximizing the size for sure. I was sure Dennis felt that way anyway.
We were still busy when, of all people, Riley showed up and plopped himself down on a bar stool in front of me. I just immediately grabbed him a beer and shoved it his way. “I just love you so much, Josh. Why can’t I find someone like you that appreciates me for the guy I really am instead of some kind of model to lust over?” he asked rhetorically, I was sure.
“Maybe because you don’t look for those qualities in a friend, Riley. Seems as if you just like a stiff dick, then prefer the owner of that stiff dick disappears from your life right after your ass is satisfied,” I replied.
“Oh, that’s harsh. I’m not that bad,” Riley replied, shaking his head, as he took a sip of his beer. He no more than got the words out of his mouth when a cute guy came up and put his arms around him, resulting in a glaring unfriendly stare for Riley.
“Riley, it’s Stewart. Remember?” the kid asked. Riley looked like he wasn’t so sure. “I spent the night with you a couple of weeks ago, well at least a few hours of the night for some pretty hot times,” he added. Riley still looked confused. “We hooked up on Grindr, remember?” he asked.
“I’m sure we had a good time, so what do you need?” Riley asked him, rather bluntly. Stewart looked at him kind of funny.
“I thought we kind of had a connection of sorts. I mean the sex was really hot, and you are one hot looking dude. I tried calling you several times. I left messages but you never called back. Was there something I did wrong?” Stewart asked. I found this conversation very interesting.
“I’m sure you were good at whatever we did that night, but I don’t get involved with anyone I meet on Grindr,” Riley replied.
“Normally, I don’t either, but you seemed different. I really thought we hit it off that night. You even let me sleep with you for a couple of hours before you told me you wanted to sleep by yourself. I was kind of hoping to get to do that again, you know, see if there was more to a relationship than just a one-nighter,” Stewart replied. Riley looked totally uninterested.
“I don’t need a relationship in my life at the moment. All I need is an occasional dick in my ass to keep me happy and make me cum hard,” Riley replied, as if he was totally bored having to talk to Stewart. I rolled my eyes.
“Well, do you want to hook up again or not?. I mean, we could get together tonight later, if you want,” Stewart offered. Riley looked around at him.
“No, I’m good. What was your name again?” Riley asked, as if he wasn’t at all impressed with Stewart, who was trying his best to befriend Riley.
“Forget it then. Must not have been the guy I was thinking about that was decent that night for a while anyway. I don’t get you. You were super nice that night up until the time you orgasmed and then things changed. I don’t know who you are anymore,” Stewart said, rather miffed now. I handed him a beer and told him I was sorry that he had to endure Riley’s indifference, as he must not be feeling well tonight or he would have been a much more pleasant person to him. Stewart took the beer, looked at Riley, who wouldn’t look at him then. “You know, someday I hope you learn to be honest with other guys, Riley. Otherwise, all you’ll ever have is your looks for as long as that lasts, and when that’s gone, you’re going to be one lonely son of a bitch in this world. Good luck with that,” he said, then looked at me, who was smiling at him. He thanked me for the beer, then walked off.
“Nice one, Riley. You treat everyone you have sex with that lovingly?” I teased. He looked at me in disdain.
“So you give them a roll in bed, they fuck your ass, thinking it’s hot as hell, then they want to marry you afterwards? I don’t need that, Josh. I don’t need some whiney ass guy hanging all over me, telling me he loves me and all that horse shit. I just need a hard cock up my ass to get me off and that’s it. That’s all I need. I don’t need the guy dating me, then moving in finally, then becoming my ‘partner’ to be happy. Just give me a half-decent looking guy with a nice cock to shove up my asshole and I’m good. They can leave afterwards and go onto their next hookup, then I can find another dick to take care of my ass the next time. Don’t need any relationships or drama, just dick, make me cum, then head out,” Riley replied, continuing to sip his beer.
“So, I guess that’s all I ever was to you then also, just a stiff dick to take your virginity, break you in for you to go hook up with personalityless guys to get your ass satisfied?” I asked. He stopped drinking long enough to reply to that remark.
“It’s different with you, Josh. I love you for the relationship we have. We have a real relationship, nothing like what these guys want or have. It’s two different worlds. You are in a class all your own, a love between us to be admired and coveted. Totally different worlds than what that guy, Stewart, or whatever his name was, envisions. Sex with you is meaningful and beautiful, a melding of the souls, so to speak. I’ve never cum as hard with others as I have with you. There’s nothing like it and probably never will be,” Riley replied.
“Riley, you don’t know that, because you never gave that guy, or who knows how many other guys, a chance. He seemed really interested in you, not just someone to have sex with. He was very friendly, respectful and nice. He was even concerned about you. You treated him like dog shit. Why would you do that?” I asked. Riley kind of stared into space.
“Those kind of guys are just nothing, Josh. They’re just a stiff cock to please your ass with. That’s all. You don’t fall in love with someone you meet on Grindr, trust me,” Riley replied.
“I’m not saying you have to fall in love right away, but the guy was very nice looking, even kind of hot, and he was being very friendly and nice. You might find the two of you have a lot in common and could at least become friends,” I suggested. “As time goes on and things go right, you just might fall in love. I’m sure stranger things have happened. But treating him indifferently, like you did, you’ll never have a chance to find out if there is anything there or not,” I suggested. He looked at me as if he was bored.
“I don’t need a Stewart in my life right now, or for probably years to come, with my career and everything,” Riley replied. I shook my head.
“I think Stewart is right, Riley. You may very well lead a very lonely life with an attitude like that,” I replied.
“My problem, certainly not anyone else’s,” Riley said. “Hey, who’s the new guy you have working with you? He’s kind of hot,” Riley asked, endeavoring to change the subject. I shook my head.
“Forget anything with him. He’s a nice caring guy, someone you wouldn’t like,” I told him, making Riley make a face. I left my place and went around to grab a bottle of Seagrams 7. When I came back, Riley was gone.
“That guy you were talking to seemed a little self-righteous,” Logan mentioned. I smiled.
“You think?” I asked, shaking my head and smiling. Logan wasn’t too sure he said the right thing. “Very self-righteous. I have a lot of work to do on that one,” I replied, somewhat confusing Logan. “Not to get into too much detail, but he is a friend that I’ve helped in many personal ways and I thought we were close friends. He thinks we’re the best of friends, even intimate friends in a way, but with an attitude like he has lately, he’d going to lose all his friends. He used to be a very friendly and appreciative of others. Now, he’s more like a pompous ass. I’m going to have to kick his ass back in shape,” I told Logan.
“You really go to all that trouble caring about a friend that turned into someone else now?” Logan asked.
“Hey, if you’re a friend, you’re a friend for life. If you were a close friend, and you somehow changed dramatically, then obviously there’s a problem whether you want to admit it or not. I can’t let him live his life that way without at least trying to rescue him and turn him around. I owe him to at least try. Maybe I can help him and maybe not. But, at least I care enough about him to try to see what’s causing him to change to someone I don’t care to know,” I replied.
“Gees, Josh. You put a lot into friendship. I’d have to say more than I’ve ever seen or expected out of a friend,” Logan replied.
“It’s just me. If I love you, I love you, and that is damned hard to ever change,” I told him. Logan seemed impressed, even touched at my words.
“That’s pretty great, Josh. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone with that kind of conviction before. I would think having you as a friend would be an honor of such,” Logan replied. I kind of poo pooed that.
“We should all be that way, Logan. That’s what I believe. True friendship is something to value and honor. Don’t ever downplay it,” I replied. “Hey, how are you doing anyway? You good with everything tonight? Do you want to leave, as you’re welcome to before it gets too racy up on stage,” I offered, smiling. Logan smiled.
“Working behind the bar has been fun, Josh. Brings back a lot of great memories of my college days while tending bar. Working, I tend to forget I’m mostly naked, but you guys are all dressed the same, so I don’t feel too far out of place. It is a little bit intimidating to be in the midst of hundreds of guys in just my underwear. Thank goodness you guys are all more desirable than me, but It’s kind of fun. Like you said, the guys have all been great. I’ve had a few requests for my phone number, but that’s to be expected on a night like this. Kind of flattering in a crazy kind of way, I guess you could say,” Logan replied. I gave him a quick side hug, to let him know we appreciated him. I think he kind of liked my show of appreciation.
“Hey, Logan, you’re welcome to tend bar anytime you’d like to. We have Ladies’ Night on Wednesday nights and it’s just as crazy then, only you have screaming ladies trying to grab and get cock anyway they can,” I explained. Logan laughed at the thought. “In some ways, they’re crazier than us gays,” I explained. Logan shook his head smiling. I didn’t detect one preference or another from informing him about Ladies’ Night. He was still a mystery in that area. I realized that we were just starting to get to know him and his inner most thoughts might not surface for some time or maybe not at all in our company.
Allen took the stage and announced that the contest was going to begin. Each contestant would walk out and be introduced. Then they would stand in the middle of the kiddie pool to be doused with water on their briefs to assure they were totally wet. Then they would strut their stuff from one side of the stage to the other, getting up close and personal with the crowd to inspect the ‘goods’. Allen got a big cheer for that statement. After they did their strutting, they would stand at the back of the stage until everyone had a chance to show off. Allen said we had a special surprise at the end for additional entertainment. Even I was unaware of what that was, but knowing Allen, I was sure it would be interesting and entertaining.
The lights dimmed, and the spotlights shined on the center stage. Allen was in his tightie-whities, looking kind of hot, doing his own bit of flaunting, I had to admit. He called out the first contestant, after he reached down and scratched his balls getting all the guys in an uproar with cheers for his actions. The first contestant was someone from out in the sticks, according to the bio provided. A farm boy, much like myself, I had to believe. He was tall and lanky, somewhat pale in complexion, having a farmer’s tan, but still kind of sexy in his own right. He had a nice bulge already. I was anxious to see what it looked like when the water turned his white undies transparent. He obviously had his own cheering section with him also, as there were several hoots and hollers when he first appeared on stage. The boy stood in the kiddie pool and waited for his penile baptism. Allen and OBB did the honors, both pouring warm water over his tight white briefs. The crowd gasped when his manhood was revealed. Then there were cheers as he put his arms in the air and pranced around the stage from one side to the other, even kneeling down in front of cock hungry guys to let them feel his goods. I could tell he was definitely well endowed with a nice big cockhead, if not a little bit excited at the moment. He had a thick bush of pubes and his balls looked to be hairy also. To add to the excitement, the boy bent over and dropped his briefs enough to moon the crowd, getting enormous approval in the process. Then he leaped in the air in excitement and danced to the back of the stage.
“There you have it, contestant number one, starting off the show with a bang and a hell of a nice ass. Let’s hear it for our farm boy!” Allen yelled in the mic, the crowd going wild. “Okay, let’s have contestant number two come out and be noticed. This guy is a student here in Uni studying chemistry. Let’s see if the chemistry is right for him tonight. We’ll call him Chem for short, since we’re not naming names tonight to protect the innocent, or rather shall we say, the indecent,” Allen said, with the crowd laughing. So Chem was kind of on the short side, blonde haired, similar to Allen even. he had nice pecs, sculpted legs and nice arms. He could have been in gymnastics with Jake and Terry, he looked like he worked out quite a bit. He raised his arms triumphantly showing off his thick dirty blonde haired pits, as he approached the ‘pool of enlightenment’, as Allen put it. Allen and OBB poured the water over his already expanded bikini briefs, almost absolutely showing off his full package. He might as well have been naked at that point. The head of his penis was smaller than Farm Boy, but his shaft looked to be girthy. His balls weren’t as large, and were definitely shaved, as they were smooth up against his transparent undies. He was hot, and the crowd recognized it going wild. He danced to the music from one end of the stage to the other, stopping to flex every so often, then kneeling in front of the stage to let all the guys get up close and personal to his junk, enjoying the feel of his manhood. The boy definitely had no shame, as far as I could see. He was definitely an exhibitionist, very similar to Farm Boy. When he finished his hedonistic routine, he joined Farm Boy at the rear of the stage. The two hugged and rubbed their groins up against one another, sending the crowd again into hysterical cheers. The noise was absolutely defining at times. I had to believe this was one of Allen’s genius ideas that would be a regular event in the future. I could see us doing this once a month at least.
“Okay, now that Chem has settled down some and you all got a feel of what a real dick is like, we have contestant number three,” Allen said, with a muscular guy coming forth in white bikini briefs. Allen dubbed him ‘Muscles’. He looked like a professional weight lifter with broad shoulders and a skinny waist, but a rather large bulge from what I could see at the time. He also had his arms in the air in a triumphant march to the ‘pool of enlightenment’. The crowd cheered again. Allen and OBB showered the guy’s undies with water, and the crowd again went wild. While he wasn’t as well endowed as Farm Boy or Chem, he was definitely no slacker when it came to penile possession. You could tell he was uncut, which gained him extra points with some of our crowd. Muscles swayed his waist around to the music. He danced from one end of the stage to the other, but wasn’t quite as accommodating to the guys wanting to touch his prowess. He was more protective of his goods, getting close, but not close enough to touch, so to speak. Needless to say, he wasn’t quite as popular with the guys as the first two had been.
Logan tapped me on the shoulder to ask me a question. “Josh, is that legal what they’re doing?” I smiled, telling him it was as long as their goods were cloaked in some sort of fabric and they didn’t let anything bare out. He looked skeptical. “How can a guy expose himself like that to all these guys? I’d be scared to death to do anything like that,” he stated.
“Hey, some guys are just natural exhibitionists that love to show off what they have, getting their jollies out of trying to impress other guys with their manhoods. It’s not for most of us, but it’s a real thrill, kind of a high for guys that like to show off. I think we have quite of few of them around here, from what the contestant list showed,” I told him. “Plus, what happens in here, stays in here, kind of like Las Vegas. Guys can be exhibitionists and bold, then be their normal selves in their daily lives. They have their fun, then rejoin the real world and assimilate once again into normal society, but secretly smiling to themselves for what they’ve done. I don’t know, we’d have to ask a psychiatrist as to what motivates one to show off their genitals. I mean, I don’t mind being naked with our guys, which are like brothers, or my swim team members. I’m no prude, but I’m no exhibitionist either. I sure as hell couldn’t do what these guys are doing tonight for sure,” I told Logan. “You want a shot up there with the guys? I mean absolutely no one knows you yet, so now’s your chance if that’s what you’d like to do,” I offered. Logan looked scared.
“Me? No, never. I couldn’t do that. No way. Nope, that’s not me at all. I have no secret longing to show off my penis and testicles. That’s private. Call me a prude if you want, but I’d say the way I am right now is so far out of my comfort zone, I just can’t imagine it is me. Still, I feel comfortable with you guys for some reason,” Logan admitted. Will heard the conversation and said the same. Undies behind the bar was the most he was ever willing to do in mixed company. “Are you gay too, Will, or is it rude to ask?” Logan asked Will. Will smiled.
“I have a boyfriend, if that answers your question. Why, does it matter?” Will asked Logan. Logan looked embarrassed.
“No, not at all. I just wondered, that’s all. You guys are still great, and you’re right, everyone should be judged by their character and what’s in their hearts. I feel privileged to know you,” Logan replied. Will patted him on the shoulders.
“Likewise, Logan. We all could tell when we interviewed you, that you were a solid guy, one that we all thought we could work with. We didn’t mean to start you off in our world with a wet underwear contest, but I’m glad you’re here and not offended by any of it. You’re going to work out just fine and become a great friend to all of us, I sincerely hope,” Will told him. Logan smiled.
“I want to fit in more than anything. It’s been a long time since I was anywhere that I felt I ‘fit in’,” he stated. “Because of that, I haven’t had many close friends. Well, I really haven’t had any close friends moving around like I have. It feels good here, and you guys seem great. I feel good about everything so far,” Logan said, with a smile on his face. Will and I both patted Logan on his bare shoulders.
We went through several contestants, more than I cared to imagine would do what they were doing. All of them showing off in similar ways with added twists here and there. Finally, Dennis showed up. Allen introduced him as another Uni guy, calling him TA, telling the crowd that didn’t stand for Tits and Ass, but more like Tight Ass, which got a huge laugh from the crowd. Out came my naked accounting TA with some rather disappointing almost baggy, but not quite, loose boxer briefs. I was wondering what happened to his infamous bikini briefs he flashed and shed in his office before every accounting class we had. He had me stunned. Was he intentionally hiding that python he had hanging from his groin? I couldn’t imagine what he was up to. He had a thin patch of hair on his breast plate, thick dark hairy pits, which I didn’t often get to see, only seeing him naked from the waist down with that huge cock of his hanging there. His boney hairy legs were kind of interesting in themselves. I could hear Phee and Burt cheering for him, although the rest of the crowd wasn’t as excited as they had been for the other contestants. Will whispered to me that he thought this character must be going for the smallest goods award. I told him, not on his life. This guy had a secret weapon he was probably going to reveal, if I knew him at all. Will couldn’t imagine that. I told him to beware of the skinny guys, as they usually had big cocks. I could tell even Allen and OBB weren’t too sure about Dennis. But that soon changed when they doused him with water and the truth was revealed. The crowd gasped. The looseness of the material in the boxer briefs allowed Dennis to fist the base of his swollen penis and reveal the whole thing sticking straight out in front of him, covered by see-through material. Dennis even slapped the other hand with his enlarged cock, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Everyone was shocked at the length and girth of that big cock he had, except for possibly Phee and Burt, who enjoyed that beast up their assholes to the max. Dennis paraded around the stage, letting some of the guys feel that monster between his legs, even dick slapping those that wanted to be dick slapped by the ‘big one’. It was highly entertaining in a way, way beyond what I imagined Dennis’ imagination to come up with. He had turned from, what I thought to be a prude when we first met him, into a sex crazed exhibitionist that seemed to be excited by the crowd’s admiration for his big cock. It was beyond my wildest imagination. Finishing up his routine, Dennis stood at the front of middle stage and waved that groin weapon of his back and forth to the roar of the crowd, letting everyone see what it looked like as if it were naked with the transparent wet cloth tightly surrounding it. Needless to say, he got extremely large cheers and hollers as he joined his exhibitionist comrades at the back of the stage, some of them wanting a feel of that python and going for it. Dennis was more than happy to oblige.
Allen planned it so we had a brief intermission during the contest. I took a tray of beers up to the guys on stage, for which they were grateful. I had my own junk felt by a few of the guys, some of them telling me I should be up there with them. That made me laugh. I had to talk to Dennis.
“I swear you fooled all of us, Dennis. When I first saw you up on stage, I couldn’t believe you didn’t have your tight bikini briefs on that you normally wear,” I told him. “I couldn’t believe how non-conforming to your body the ones you’re wearing are. But that all changed when you did what you did, and then it all made sense. That was ingenious, buddy,” I told him. He reached for my hand and ran it over his big cock. “Damn, boy, how do you keep it so hard?” I asked, somewhat amazed. He pulled out the waistband so I could see the base of that big cock and noticed he had a cock ring on. I shook my head. “Great idea,” I told him.
“Hey, your guys backstage told us all these might help. Damn, if they don’t. I’m taking this one home with me as a souvenir,” Dennis said smiling. “I can take care of Phee and Burt better this way. I think I need one for each of the two, so they can take care of my ass once in a while. Can’t neglect my ass all the time,” Dennis chided, as he reached down and gently groped me. “Seen your goods before at the Natatorium when we worked out that night, but never felt them in my ass. We need to change that sometime, Josh. I mean you, Thad and I need to get together sometime and try out some stuff between us. I’m sure you and Thad could show me a thing or two,” Dennis chided.
“I think you’d show us more than a thing or two, Dennis. There’s enough dick between your legs for two guys with some left over. I mean, your cock is truly remarkable. That’s just not natural.
“You should see my little brother’s. I swear he’s got one as big if not bigger than mine,” Dennis commented. I shook my head.
“How old is your little brother?” I had to ask. Dennis smiled.
“He’s straight, in case you were wanting some of that, but I have a feeling if we could get him drunk, we could definitely have some fun with the boy. He’s 18 and old enough to have fun. He says some of the girls complain he’s too big. I told him he was fucking the wrong sex. He needed to fuck boy ass as it’s tighter and hell of a lot more fun without any of the drama. I’ll get him up here some weekend and bring him to Gay Night. We’ll let him see how much fun we have. We might get him to dance with your dancers and show off that big stick of his,” Dennis suggested.
“Damn, Dennis, how big is your father? He that well endowed also?” I asked. Dennis smiled.
“Pop? Oh, Pop is average, I’d say. Never really played with his, but I’ve seen it enough times. I have an uncle, a brother of my mother’s, that has a nice piece. Must have gotten it from Mom’s side, I guess. Not really something you can discuss with your mom, if you know what I mean,” he said chuckling. I had to agree with that statement. “I do remember my dad and mom discussing my brother’s and my dicks when we were smaller, before we got hair on our dicks and my mom asking my dad if they were normal. Dad would say his was never that large when he was our age. Mom wanted to know if my brother and I were abnormal, freaks of some type and did they need to ask our pediatrician about their size. I remember my dad telling Mom not to say anything as we would never be freaks, but admired and envied. Mom told him he was full of shit, but Dad just smiled. You know, he’s never asked me if I’ve ever been embarrassed over the size of my cock. We just don’t talk about it,” Dennis told me. While this conversation was amazing, the contest was about to continue, so I wished Dennis good luck, then headed back to the bar trying to avoid getting groped too much or fall in love. I made it finally.
“Kind of dangerous running around out there in your underwear with all those horny guys, isn’t it?” Logan asked. I smiled.
“Well, it can be a lot of fun too, if you’re inclined that way,” I said, winking at him. Logan smiled, shaking his head. “I hope I’m not giving you the wrong opinion of me, Logan. I really am a decent guy, but I just like to have fun with people. Nothing terrible, but just some good friendly fun,” I told him. Logan told me he was not offended by my actions, as it looked like I was having honest fun with people and everyone seemed to enjoy it, taking it for what it was, just innocent fun.
We must have gone through another ten or so contestants before we made it to the end. We had all kinds of body types up there with all kinds of shenanigans performed to get others’ attention to their penises and balls. It seemed ridiculously silly in a way, but kind of titillating in other ways. At least there was pure evidence, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that man was NOT created equal, at least not in the penis and balls department. I was beginning to feel slighted at some of the sights I’d seen tonight, even being totally aware of Dennis’ prowess long before now.
After the last contestant had finished his strutting around the stage, Allen thanked all of them, then told them to watch the stage closely. The lights went dark. I heard a couple of thumps, maybe three. When the stage lights came back on, there were three ropes hanging from the girders above. Terry and Jake had moved on stage to assist. From up above, Johan emerged upside down sliding down a rope, with a skimpy white bikini brief on that was stretched to capacity, his junk tightly restrained. Johan landed in the ‘pool of enlightenment’, his bikini briefs saturated with water. With the lights on him, he looked totally naked, as he sprang into his routine on the ropes, the crowd in total awe, as if they watched him do this totally nude. There were ooo’s and ahhh’s all over, the crowd mesmerized by his beauty and gracefulness on the ropes. It was like a work of art in a way. It wasn’t just entertaining, it was a beautiful work of art, as someone close to me said, that being Logan, of all people. He was totally spellbound by what he was witnessing, his eyes glued to Johan’s every move. When he finished, the crowd screamed for him. Johan took a bow and was showered with dollars. The boy was beautiful, there was no doubt about it. His routine tonight was absolutely stunning. The whole building shook from the roar of the crowd.
The lights finally came back on. I saw a lot of evidence of boners in the crowd. It was hard, not to get an erection watching Johan’s routine tonight in his see-through skimpy bikini briefs. The applause and cheers were defining. Allen finally got the crowd to settle down, bringing the contestants back on stage after they’d cleared it for Johan’s routine. Some of the contestants were still congratulating Johan, marveling at his artistic physical abilities.
“Okay, gentlemen, and I do use that term loosely. It’s time for us to select the winners of tonight’s wet dick, balls and underwear contest. Let me just say, there’s a lot of meat on stage up here tonight making a lot of us feel inferior in many ways. But, as men, we’re proud of what we have to use and have fun with. Kudos to all these guys that have paraded around showing off their, in some cases, magnificent manhoods. More power to you for being able to share this with the rest of us. Okay, we’ve given each of the boys on stage a number they will display when I call their names and they join us on the front of the stage. Our servers are passing out ballots at the moment with these numbers on them. You need to place a 1, 2. or 3 beside the numbers that impressed you the most tonight, and sorry to disappoint you, but Johan is not on the ballot, even though a good many of you probably creamed your shorts as you watched his routine. I think I did,” Allen said, noting the wet spot on the location his dick head laid in his undies. He had taken some water to wet that spot to make it look like he creamed his undies. My he had changed from when I first met him. Needless to say, the crowd laughed and cheered him on. “Oh, and number 4 is for the guy you think had the least to show us tonight, but still looked kind of hot,” Allen added, getting some additional laughs.
The guys got busy and furiously looked at the guys on stage again, trying to make up their minds who should be first, second and third, then number 4, the one they imagined to have the smallest dick. It took about 10 or so minutes for the votes to come in, then another 10 or so minutes to tally up the votes. Meanwhile, we gave all the contestants on stage another beer as they waited their fate. Also, we were doing a landslide business in drinks with the crowd waiting for the votes to be tallied. I don’t think anyone left at this point, even though it was later than usual. Finally, Allen asked for their attention, so he could announce the winners. Ashton played a drum roll in the sound booth, stirring up the excitement.
Number three was a cute kid that was definitely a contender. He got cheers when he stepped up front and took a bow, standing beside Allen. Number two was Farm Boy, surprisingly. He was shocked he won, but excited all at the same time. We all held our breath for Number 1. Another drum roll sounded, then Allen took his sweet time in announcing who the winner was. Dennis won the contest. I swear he almost went crazy. I thought he was going to strip naked for a second and run around the stage. Luckily, he stopped short of that, then settled down and took a bow. Some of the guys lifted him up on their shoulders and hauled him around the stage. It was so much fun. The crowd went berserk. I’m sure that dick of his had a thousand hands on it tonight if it had one. Dennis couldn’t have been more excited and proud. Then Allen asked for their attention again.
“For the least among us for what’s hanging between our legs, we do have a winner there. Allen announced the guy’s name as Pee Wee, not giving out his real name. Pee Wee came forward, cheered on by all. He pulled up his briefs tightly so you could see how small his genitalia was, getting some laughs, but others saying size didn’t matter, it was how you used it. He went and stood beside Dennis so you could see the extreme contrast of dicks. Poor guy. I swear he was smaller than Leo, but he had a great sense of humor. He actually bent over in front of Dennis, with the two of them getting laughs as Dennis dry humped the poor kid on stage. It was comical to say the least. The entertainment for the night over, the crowd started to dwindle and disappear. Our guys that helped out tonight in the dressing room finally emerged and joined us at the bar.
“Fuck, Josh, your accounting TA has a huge cock. Never saw one like that ever in my life,” Rod commented, as I drew him a beer. I laughed.
“That’s because you don’t look at dicks like we do. No telling how many great cocks you’ve missed seeing, other than Lonnie’s,” I chided.
“Hey, I could have been a contender if I was eligible,” Lonnie remarked. Rod shook his head at him.
“You don’t need to be flashing that thing around too much, Lonnie. Too much is a waste,” Rod chided.
“Well, just let me say, that Ginny can take all I got, so there’s no waste there,” Lonnie came back at him. “Now, on the other hand, Mary Ann might think she’s been shorted some after she’s seen what’s between my legs,” Lonnie chided. Rod looked perturbed.
“Again, it’s not the size, it’s how you use it, Lonnie. At least I have quality. Mary Ann is perfectly happy with what she gets from me,” Rod said proudly. Lonnie chuckled, telling him that’s because she didn’t know better. I thought the two were going to go at it, when Tyler told them they were both crazy.
I introduced Logan to Rod, Tyler and Lonnie, telling Logan these were my straight friends that we enjoyed working with on certain projects, having become close friends. I told Logan the three of them had girlfriends we were close with also, telling him he’d meet Mary Ann, Rod’s girlfriend, since she was in our Marketing class working on the dormitory project, and the guys and girls were working with us on a hotel resort in an old Victorian home in Key West. Logan was most impressed, asking who was going to be operating that on our behalf. I told him we hadn’t decided if we were going to operate it ourselves or have a company like his operate it for us. Logan said he’d love to hear all about it, and could maybe help us decide which might be the better way to go. I told him we’d be most happy to have him help us decide.
“I might just pick up additional business for my company without ever having to leave Uni, surprising the hell out of corporate,” Logan said, somewhat excitedly. “Hell, just hanging with you guys, as much as you’re growing and will grow, could get us additional business, with me just being an in-house guy for Stoney Enterprises. That would be awesome,” Logan said excitedly. I wasn’t so sure of that. The thought did intrigue me, if we liked him enough in the future to hire him to do for us what he was doing for his own company. That sounded more exciting to me than to give his company additional business. Having Logan here close to our vest, we could learn a lot on how to manage these properties on our own, and not have to share the profits with an outside company. I would have to hold that thought until I knew we could really trust him, but it sure seemed to have promise at the moment.
Marvin, Johan, Terry, Wes and Jake finally emerged from the dressing room, having cleaned up some after Johan’s final act. “Johan, that was the best performance yet, buddy. You nailed it this time. I swear the guys all went crazy with that act. It was so artistic and smooth,” I told him. Johan smiled.
“We did goot?” he asked. I told him he definitely did goot. Johan smiled and hugged Terry and then Jake, then surprisingly me, getting a reaction out of Logan. “All three of you guys made this the best you’ve ever done. Kind of think you showed everything, but then everything you have is well worth showing, when you think about it,” I told him, getting a smile out of him.
“That was quite a spectacular show and feat of physical endurance,” Logan commented. Johan looked at Logan, not knowing who he was, but hugged him anyway. “Wo, wow, I mean, that’s great,” Logan said, surprised he got hugged by someone he didn’t even know, just for complimenting Johan.
“He’s very appreciative of everything, Logan. He’s Hungarian, so he’s not great with the English. A hug is his universal way of showing he appreciated what you said about his talents,” I explained.
“Great, nice to know,” Logan said as Johan released him. “He is remarkably talented. I’ve never seen anything quite like what he did this evening. It’s amazing,” Logan added. I explained Johan’s participation with our gymnastics team which Jake and Terry were involved with. Logan was very impressed.
Allen and OBB came over to meet with us, seeking feedback on the contest. “Okay, you outdid yourselves again, Allen,” I told him, as I gave him a big hug and kissed him on the lips, then traded him out for OBB doing the same with him. “That was totally great and will be remembered for ages.”
“Wasn’t too crazy, was it?” Allen asked. I told him it was just right, and an obvious terrific hit with all the guys tonight. Allen and OBB seemed proud of their efforts and should be. I told them their creativity with these special events was over the top and to keep on coming up with them. The two seemed very proud they had succeeded in a popular event. Marvin even said he was excited to be part of this tonight, just helping to get the guys ready for their debut. Lucky had migrated over to Marvin at this point after Conner and Neal left. I gave Lucky and Marvin a beer to suck on while we talked. I introduced Logan to them also.
Most everyone had departed for the evening, another successful Gay Night coming to an end. Eric said he had it from here, telling us to go relax. Eric told Logan it looked like he found us okay, after meeting Logan earlier this afternoon when he was looking for Will. Logan thanked Eric again for helping him.
“Watch these guys, Logan. You’re going to fall in love with all of them, they’re just that great,” Eric told them. “I’m not kidding and I’m straight, so that tells you something. Josh is even the Godfather of my son, that’s how much I love the guy,” Eric assured him, surprising Logan to no end. Logan thought that was great.
Kyle, Blake, Jake, Will, Wes and I headed upstairs. I told Logan to stay for a while and hang with us. He went to get his clothes, until I told him we all hung here in our underwear, as we were more comfortable that way. Logan looked a little confused, but then he’d been in his underwear all night, so why change now when there were just a few of us as apposed to over a hundred horny guys. I mean what could be the harm now, as we all basically knew each other. We plopped down on couches and kitchen island bar stools. I broke out the beer for all of us. Logan commented on how great the beer was. We told him that was our favorite IPA. I told him it was always here and to enjoy as much of it as he liked on the house. He looked amazed at our hospitality. “So what did you think about our big money making event tonight?” I asked Logan. He smiled.
“That was really something else. Can’t say I’ve ever witnessed anything like that before in my life. It was interesting to say the least. Didn’t know there were that many different sizes of manhood amongst all of us. That was quite an education in itself,” Logan commented. We all laughed.
“I have a roommate at the frat who dances here also that’s on the shorter side. He would have done well for the fourth prize tonight for sure,” Wes told Logan. “But, like they say, it’s not the size, it’s how you use it,” Wes chided.
“For the brief time I tended bar in a gay bar while I was in college, we never had this much craziness going on. I’d say that bar was kind of boring compared to tonight. This was way crazy,” Logan told us. We asked him how large the one was he worked at. “Well, it was smaller than this one, not too much going on. We didn’t have a whole lot of entertainment there, maybe some go-go dancers once a month or so. It was just kind of a place where guys went to meet other guys. We had a disc jockey that played music and the guys danced and all, but other than that, there wasn’t a lot of entertainment,” Logan explained.
“Did you fall in love when you worked there?” Wes asked, not knowing Logan’s sexual preference. Logan looked embarrassed at first, then collected his thoughts.
“No, didn’t do that. It was just a job and it paid better than other places, so I stuck it out. The guys were all nice. No one picked on me or anything. Like I said, I only worked there a short time,” Logan explained.
“Why’d you leave?” Wes asked him. It was almost as if Wes struck a nerve with Logan, who looked at a loss as to how to answer that question. I thought maybe Wes was getting too personal.
“Uh, I think it was the end of the semester, and I graduated and found a real job. I left my college life behind at that point and headed out for new adventures,” Logan replied, rather positively. “I don’t mean to pry or get too personal, but you all seem very comfortable with who you are, but are all of you gay, as some of your friends I met earlier, Rod, Tyler and a Lonnie guy were all straight. It’s hard to tell who is and who isn’t, not that it’s important, but just trying to understand the dynamics here,” Logan asked.
“Well, all of us in the room are gay, except for Wes there. He’s straight, but we’re working on him. He doesn’t mind topping some of us when he’s horny and lacks pussy, and he can suck a mean cock when he wants to, or has enough beer in him, but other than that, he still thinks he’s straight,” I explained, with Wes holding up his arms in a celebratory manor. We all cheered him.
“Hey, these guys are some of the greatest guys you could ever have as friends, Logan. Bar none. I love them all, and I can actually physically share that love with them at times. I have straight friends also, and I’m on the Lacrosse team and party sometimes with my teammates, but honestly, these are the guys I consider to be my closest of friends, and I wouldn’t trade them for the world,” Wes stated, as sincerely as he could.
“I think that’s great that you care that much about each other, not attaching labels, but just enjoying each other’s character. You don’t find that much in this world, and when you do, you should hold onto it for life,” Logan replied. I patted him on the back, telling him I thought he was going to work out well with all of us. That seemed to please him to no end.
We spent some time getting to know each other, Logan asking questions of us and the guys asking questions of him. Most of his explanation of who he was, matched what he told us the first time we met and had dinner with him, so there were no surprises. He seemed genuinely interested in hearing our stories also. I could tell he had a strong appreciation of where Will had come from and what he endured with his father, unhappy about his lifestyle and finding it difficult to maintain a close relationship with his dad, although his brother and he were tight. Logan made the comment he thought that was sad, and was sure it was disappointing to Will, that his dad had not accepted him and loved him in spite of his lifestyle. Will said it still hurt at times, but he tried not to think about it. He told Logan that we were his family now, and he’d never been happier than he was today. He said, if nothing else, his father’s issues with him led him to us, which fixed everything in his mind. Logan thought that was great, and a testimony to all our care and friendship.
“Okay, let’s not get too sentimental or melancholy tonight, as we just had the greatest profitable success ever in our history. We need to celebrate,” I said, changing the tone and lifting our beer glasses up in a salute to our success.
As we were finally tiring out, Kyle said he best be heading back to check on Cam, hoping that Dale was with him, as he thought he was. Blake said he’d go with him if he wanted some company. Kyle was only too happy to hear that.
“Will, I have the keys to Logan’s apartment so he’s good to move in anytime. If you want to give me a call in the morning, I’ll show you guys the apartment and he can move in. I just need our admin at the apartment complex to meet with Logan and get some paperwork signed, but all is good. You guys can come by anytime tomorrow morning, but just not too early, as Blake and I need to sleep off some of this beer and maybe a few other activities we’ll not mention just now,” Kyle chided. That got a laugh out of Jake, Wes and me. I think it went over Logan’s head.
“Josh, dinner and beer at the house tomorrow night? We still on?” Kyle asked.
“Absolutely. Wouldn’t miss it for the world. You’re all invited,” I replied. “Oh, Logan, we have a get together of all our shareholders and friends, including our straight friends, every Sunday night at the house we have here in town a few blocks away. You are invited to hang with us tomorrow night at the house and enjoy a steak dinner with all the trimmings and beer, plenty of the beer you enjoyed tonight,” I offered. Logan seemed pleased.
“What’s the attire?” Logan asked. “I would assume it’s casual?” he asked.
“Very casual, you might say. It’s what you’re wearing right now, although you are free to wear your own underwear if you like or the company underwear you have on. We are very comfortable and relaxed on Sunday nights when we all get together,” I explained. He looked a little skeptical, but then smiled.
“Guess I’m going to have to get used to be very comfortable hanging around you guys,” he joked. We told him, that was the only way to be. He chuckled, but seemed okay with it.
“I’m in your same apartment complex so I’ll bring you with me tomorrow night,” Will offered. That seemed to please Logan.
“Any chance of talking Forest into coming?” I asked Will. Will frowned.
“Little steps, Josh. Last night was a big leap for him, but he did fine, and actually enjoyed it. Not sure he’s ready for the Sunday night get togethers just yet, but hopefully, we’ll get there,” Will replied. I gave him a disappointed look. “Hey, you can talk to him and see if you can gain any ground with him,” Will suggested. I rolled my eyes.
“One of these days, we’re going to have to make him have fun,” I replied. Will said he was ready for anything, anytime. We both chuckled.
Will said he was heading out with Kyle and Blake, who had gone to get dressed in Blake’s bedroom. I accompanied Will to our bedroom for him to get dressed to leave. Logan went to collect his clothes from Dylan’s bedroom, but the door was locked. I saw he had a dilemma on his hands, and knocked on the door for Dylan. Dylan answered the door naked, with a boner pointing right at me.
“You need something?” Dylan asked, rather suggestively as I surveyed his prowess, then chuckled.
“Didn’t mean to interrupt anything you and Garth have going, but Logan changed in your bedroom earlier and he needs to leave, but you have his clothes,” I explained. Dylan looked at Logan from head to toe.
“We’re just playing a video game, that’s all,” Dylan explained. I pointed to his boner. “Oh, that. Well, it’s an ‘x rated’ gay video game that requires some player participation, if you really want to know. You and Jake really need to play this with us sometime. It’s kind of hot,” Dylan explained. I shook my head in amazement. “He can come in and change if he wants,” Dylan offered, his cock still standing tall. I had to laugh.
“How about you just handing me his clothes, and it will all be good,” I told him. Dylan gave me a big smile, then turned to find Logan’s clothes. He grabbed them up and handed them to me. “Thanks, buddy. I hope you win the game. From the looks of things, I think you might be,” I chided, then patted his bare ass and turned to walk away.
“You and Jake do need to play this with us sometime,” he hollered after me. I told him I couldn’t wait.
I handed Logan his clothes, telling him he could wear the underwear home I gave him so he didn’t have to change that. Logan got dressed with Will in our bedroom while I talked to them. Will gave me a big hug when he finished dressing and quick kiss on the lips, reminding me he loved me, like two close brothers parting. Logan looked at me like he wasn’t sure how to tell me goodbye. I just shook his hand and pulled him into a bro hug, which he seemed pleased with.
“Welcome to the team, Logan. Here’s hoping you find it challenging, yet rewarding and very enjoyable from here on,” I told him.
“I think I finally found where I need to be, Josh. I couldn’t be happier at the moment. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow night somewhere at the house you have,” he said, as they turned to walk away.
Will and Logan said their goodnights to Jake and Wes, then headed out. Wes decided to hang with us some after Will and Logan left. “So, what did you think about tonight?” I asked Wes.
“There was some large cock on stage tonight. Made me feel a little inadequate, if you really want to know. I thought I was better than average, but damn, some of those guys really tipped the scales. I got to see that stuff naked with some of the guys trying to get hard to put a cock ring on to keep themselves erect, wanting that prize money in the worst way,” Wes explained.
“Tell me, and be truthful. Did you have to do any fluffing?” I asked with a big smile. Wes gave me a guilty grin.
“Okay, guilty. Yeh, I helped a couple of guys out, well maybe a few more than that. You know I kind of like that for some perverted reason, I can’t explain. There’s just something about the feel of a slick cockhead sliding around on my tongue and then taking a dick deep in my throat, that I can’t explain, but I really get into it. One guy had to stop me, warning me he was about to cum, he’d never had that great a blow job before. He wanted to know if he could get together with me later. I told him, I was just helping out tonight, but wasn’t into dating guys. He told me that was a damned shame, as I could have all the dates I wanted with a talent like that. I don’t know, guys, it just seems like something natural for me for some reason. Everyone told me I was great at it. It was fun anyway. I didn’t mind helping the guys out,” Wes explained. Jake and I were in awe of our supposedly straight friend.
“Bet you really got hold of some big cocks to suck tonight. Most all of them were pretty good sized from what we all saw. Which ones did you like the best?” I asked. Wes smiled.
“All of them. What can I say? I just love sucking cock,” he reiterated. Jake and I laughed. We were still laughing about Wes’ experiences when Clay came walking in. He looked a little frazzled.
“You okay?” I asked. Clay shook his head.
“Honestly, I’m not sure,” he replied, heading for a beer.
Kyle and Blake got a night in 
and Forrest got a chance to be truly himself 
so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming 
but I don't think it will be a problem, at least he seems to me to be quite fitting with the rest of the Bent boys 
