Date: Sun, 7 Nov 2004 20:20:05 EST
From: PhillyranchHand@aol.com
Subject: MY Sons best mans BITCH part 1 Gay ficton

                         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.