How I Became my Sons, Best Mans Bitch
Let me start off by saying that on the night of my son's bachelor party my life was changed. It took a turn that in my 42 years of living I never saw coming. I myself was born, raised, married, work and will probably die in the city of Philadelphia Pa. raised a good catholic, I had my early years of experimenting with the boys on the block nothing radical. As I grew, I like most men found women I married when I was 19 had a son and a daughter. Never gave much more thought to sex with men until the night of my 22 year old son's Bachelor party.
He was marrying a nice girl from the neighborhood the big day was two weeks away. My son John had asked his childhood friend Ray (A.K.A. DINGER will tell you about that in a minute) to be his best man. Ray worked for a nationwide hotel chain and got a real good deal on airfare and room. So my son his best man his three grooms man and myself headed to Las Vegas for a three-night hoot and holler. Little gambling, little sun, lot's of drinking and of course naked women. It was on our second night there that things took a most unexpected turn.
Ray who got the nickname Dinger as a kid because as you might guess he was quite endowed it was given to him in a locker room shower because even as a young boy from the stories I've been told was his largest asset. Well Dinger grew up well, at 23 he was a very handsome man with large muscles in his arms and legs, broad shoulders and that dirty blond hair most guys will kill for covered his whole body not too much just a fine covering and he had a face that of course had all the women he met infatuated with him. He never did seem to have just one steady girl but John always did say that Dinger liked playing the field. Since it was the best mans job he did the scheduling for our excursion and he kept us moving and drinking. The first night we had a great diner the 6 of us then back to the hotel for drinks and gambling. Our second night he arranged that we would be picked up by limo and it would be GENTLEMENS club night as he said many times that means be prepared for anything. Looking back now there is no way I could have been prepared.
My son was the star swimmer on the catholic high team all through high school. It was normal back then that he would shave all his hair off all the time I mean his legs, arms and chest were always smooth. I never gave much thought to it cause of the swimming. It was Dinger who kept my boy at the gym working on his upper body they went 4 times a week together. It paid off nicely to cause my boy had a hell of a body on him. Even though 3 years out of school and the pool he still kept that body smooth as silk. To each his own I never questioned it, besides body builders do it all the time.
I went to the room that John was sharing with Dinger at about 7:45 the limo was due at 8:00. Not really thinking I just walked into the room without knocking first there was John in a Jock strap at the end of the bed lacing up dingers work boots. When John heard the door opening he sprung to his feet he saw me in the doorway and made some comment about Dingers back hurting and he couldn't pull his boots on so he was giving him a hand. I looked at Dinger and he just stood up ran his hand through his hair gave a smirk and said "you girls ready to have some fun tonight". I looked back at my son in his jock strap pulling up his jeans. Just about to ask him why the hell he had on a jock when Dinger chimed in and said lets get this show on the road I'll grab the other two and meet you ladies at the limo. As he past by John tucking in his shirt he gave a solid whack on his ass. Not a pat but a whack. When he was out of the room I asked John what that was all about? He looked at me and said dad Dinger and me have been friends for 15 years now I'm used to it. Now lets see what he's got up his sleeve tonight...
The limo was stocked with a case of Moosehead beer and two bottles of Sambucca white. It looked like tonight was going to be very interesting. Dinger handed each of us a beer, a shot glass, and a hundred dollar bill he stated that we were to use the money to keep our dicks hard in the clubs and to make sure that John always had a drink in one hand and ass in the other. He made a Toast we did a shot and off we went. The limo was the kind with the two long seats that face each other in the back it was John and I and then the groomsman and Dinger across from us. I could not seem to stop thinking about John helping Dinger on with his boots or the way he jumped to his feet. This was my sons Bachelor party so I drank my beer and let it go.
We pulled into the first bar at 8:30 as we got out of the limo Dinger was pouring shots again, we all took ours raised our glasses downed the shots. "Ok" Dinger said "the Limo pulls out of here at ten for our second destination". He looked at the other two guys and said, "Don't get in any trouble in there". Then he turned to me and John, with a big smile and said "you two BITCHES are with me lets go". Inside it was your normal type stripper bar a stage, three girls on poles, and two working the floor and going around the bar. A back room that you could not see well, due to poor lighting for lap dances and whatever else your money could buy. The waitress came to our table; she was a cute little thing, nice smile, perfect body. `What can I get you men' she asked us. Dinger hauled out some cash put it on her tray and told her "I'll take a martini and get my women whatever they want". "This little BITCH is getting hitched in two weeks" as he points to John. John looks up and says, "Bring me a martini too". My turn I just look at her and say, "make it three". John gets up and says "he needs to use the head" he walks away from the table, I look over at Dinger and figure it's now or never so I ask " So tell me Ding with all these beautiful bitches in this place which one is going to have their legs in the air tonight getting their share of the Dingers meat'? It sounded corny he looked around the room for a brief second, then he leaned into the table gesturing for me to do the same. I leaned close to him he looked me dead in the eyes and without skipping a beat said "to tell you the honest truth you are the BITCH I want in my bed tonight, with your legs in the air so I can ride that sweet little ass of yours but good" I heard the words, they registered in my brain, I thought he must be joking. I looked across the table; he was staring right into me. He took a swig of his martini and said "you think about it and get back to me ok" John had just gotten back from the head as Dinger got to his feet "I'm gonna go find the two misfits make sure there not doing anything I wouldn't do" he smiled and walked away. John said," Wait up man I'll come with you". He glanced down at me "Dad you all right"? "Yea go ahead I'll be here," I said. John caught up with Dinger. I felt this rush of heat go through my body. My son's best friend and best man just told me he wanted me in his bed. I thought, I should be going nuts insulted by a 23-year-old punk. So why was I flattered? Why was I wondering what it would be like to be his BITCH. I downed the rest of the vodka in my glass. I wondered if John knew. I'm not gay, yet the thought of being that studs BITCH giving him my ass had my head spinning. The waitress brought over another martini put it in front of me smiled and said "I was told this would stop your head from spinning". "Excuse me" I said "Yea the guy you were with here told me to tell you that this will help stop your head from spinning he's over there" she points at Dinger and walks away. How did he know he had my head spinning... Another martini latter it was 10:00 and the two groomsmen are with Dinger and John. I never got up from the table. Dinger looks at me dead in the face are ya ready to give me that ass? I mean move that ass he says and chuckles as they all head toward the door I follow behind
In the parking lot the limo awaits, the master of ceremonies takes out the bottle of Sambucca pours another round of shots. Hands everyone another hundred-dollar bill. I spent not one penny of my first hundred in the last place. The dancing girls just weren't what were on my mind. The liquor I was consuming was definitely starting to have an affect on me. I tried to shake off the last two hours I said lets go see us some nasty women the other four guys just laughed at me as they climbed into the limo. This time it was John and Dinger on the one side and me and the boys on the other. I looked at them sure I was 20 years older then all of them but my body still looked good dame hot if I do say so myself. I remember being 24 and horny maybe I was just reading too much into this whole night due to all the liquor and the strong sexual overtones that the bars were giving off. My son was getting married in two weeks the guy next to him was his best friend for years spent many nights under my roof. I looked over at Dinger across from me I could hear them all talking but I was in my own thoughts. I think that this is where it happened as I looked at him I saw something he was in charge. It started to click in my head I liked the fact he was strong I looked at his chest, arms I thought who would ever know if I just for one night gave in. My eyes then found what I couldn't stop wondering about between those leg I saw the bulge that earned him his nickname. I was trying to picture him sitting there buck naked that's when I knew I liked him calling me his BITCH and if he still wanted me to I was ready to be his BITCH. Then the limo made a sharp right and my crotch stare was broken I lifted my eyes to his. Son of a Bitch he caught me staring right into his groin. It was like the guy was reading my mind he gave me a small smile then secretly blew me a kiss across the seats. He knew my answer already
We got to the next club it was much nicer then the first the place was cleaner the girls dancing classier. Again my mind was on other things what do I say to this guy? Yes I want you to take me in your room tonight or I know I'm your best friends dad but please use me like the whore I want to be. I really didn't even know if I would be able to go trough with it when it came down to it. That little voice just said try it give it to him. When we were standing at the bar the two groomsman decided to take John in the "classy corridor" to spend their cash and see some ass. I looked around for Dinger but he was nowhere to be seen. I turned towards the girl dancing on the bar when I felt a hand grab my left ass cheek. Before I could even turn around I felt hot breath on the back of my neck. Well what's it going to be he whispered in my ear the squeeze on my ass increased. You the BITCH I think you are? You want ole Dinger to teach some new tricks? The grasp on my ass was released but in that same instance he pushed his body into mine so now I could feel his rock hard dick pressing against my ass. He started to grind on me and I got scared and did a quick turn around so that now I was looking him straight in the face. He looked at me and without a seconds hesitation he said I'm tiered of waiting for that ass BITCH tonight's your night. He pushed his groin in again only this time it found my swelled dick to rub on. He had that smile again I want you to grab my dick now he said. I did not move quickly enough for him cause his hand grabbed mine and placed it firmly on his dick. First rule when I tell my BITCH to do something I want it done. Now go into the men's room and wait for me. This time I moved in an instant I went into the second stall and waited for what I was going to find out. I heard the door open then he pushed my stall door open and walked in. I just blurted out Dinger I'm worried about John if he found this out.. He put his finger to my lips all you should be thinking about now is how you are going to fit this in your tight hole. He pulled out the biggest dick I had ever seen and it was not even hard. He said don't be afraid I'll break your ass in real easy. Now put your hands over the bowl here I have a present for you. As soon as my hands were over the bowl he began pissing right on them. It ran off my hands and into the bowl below he looked me in the eyes and said after tonight you will never be the same again. Now smell my piss on your hands you dirty Bitch. I put my hands to my nose it was intoxicating I was so turned on by the whole scene. He said now go back out there and have a few more drinks you're going to want to be real lose when we get back to the hotel. It had been over 30 years since I even thought about getting it on with another guy. Tonight so far I have been humiliated and pissed on yet I couldn't wait to see what was next.