They're all different stories:
1. Roughly half of the brides-to-be at bachelorette parties had sex with me or gave me sexual favors.
I worked as “male entertainment” for a few years in college. Roughly half of the brides-to-be at bachelorette parties had sex with me or gave me sexual favors. But bridesmaids were a 100% thing; every time I’d get with a couple.
2. Cocks get sucked.
Cocks get sucked. Pretty much everything the opposite of what happens at stag parties.
3. I can’t tell you how many times I have seen bride-to-bes asking for sex at the end of the night.
Stripped through my years in college and over summers to raise money for schools. Honestly, what you’d expect. Some weird times were had, a lot of the women want to “service” you, which I still have no explanation for. I worked privately and had a couple “private sessions” but kept the bride-to-be from getting too much one-on-one time. I can’t tell you how many times I have seen bride-to-bes asking for sex at the end of the night. Never followed through with that but had the occasional fun with the future bridesmaids. 10/10 would recommend, but not for the faint-hearted.
4. I know few female strippers, and they’re amazed with what women try to get away with because they’re women.
I was a male “on-call” stripper for five years. I didn’t work in clubs, and booked by word of mouth and online adverts. Do women get stupid and want to service you? Absolutely. They’re drunk and it seems preprogrammed in their brains that every man in the world wants them. I know few female strippers, and they’re amazed with what women try to get away with because they’re women. I’ve had women grab my little guy, tug it, dive at it with their mouth, and try to jam their dirty “white girl wasted” fingers up my ass. Were there blow jobs? Yes. So many blow jobs. But the thing is, you aren’t there for you, you’re there for the client. You bust it, the fun dies. Imagine what you feel like after rubbing one out after watching porn, then think about that, but with 10-20 women trying to touch it
I slept with a lot of brides, bridesmaids, mothers, etc. When I look back, it was a really good way to earn money. I would make easy $1,000 a night for a few hours. Free alcohol made it so much better, and you were either going to a very nice house, or a very nice hotel.
5. I did feel sick a few times seeing how the brides were pressured into trying to cheat.
Stripped for a few years off and on privately when I was like 18-22. Lots of women trying to touch you happens, and the first ones to grab your stuff are the last ones you’d want to have grab your stuff.
A few brides were pressured into trying to have sex with me, which I declined. The longer I maintained some degree of chub, the more money I could make, and by the end of the night everyone would be totally hammered.
As most women would be totally drunk by the end of the night, and I’d be pretty tired and annoyed of all the screaming, usually I’d go home without actually going all the way with anyone. Sleeping with a drunk girl you don’t know might sound like a great time to most guys, but I dunno, I just felt really bad if I even thought of it.
I did feel sick a few times seeing how the brides were pressured into trying to cheat.
6. I have been flat abused, like I was not a human being, by women and women only.
Former male stripper, and current escort here. I have been flat abused, like I was not a human being, by women and women only. I went to one bachelorette party and as soon as I walked in I was greeted by an old lady (70+) grabbing my dick through my outfit, like I was her grandson and she was grabbing my cheek. They were insistent that I let the bride-to-be suck my dick. I mean, I’m gay and could not have been less turned on. I took a break and called the company I work through. They sent the man they called “Boyo” down to watch for the rest of the night, and one lady tried to get him to leave so they could “have more real fun.” There’s nothing more wonderful than a 300-pound gay Polynesian man standing up for you to some nasty old women that apparently forgot how much objectification sucks.
7. Stripping in The HOOD
I stripped for one summer in college... Lot's of overweight (in my case black) women screaming and grabbing your cock. Lot's of dick sucking and request for "private time". It is honestly kind of scary when you look at the overall scene. I always had to have a few drinks before I went out. Ultimately I couldn't take the heat and quit after about 2 months. One particularly bad evening I had a 300+ lb woman grabbing and pulling my cock as i was trying to go the other way... that was my last night. Also, I worked in Newark, NJ... Not the best place and way to many drugs floating around for my liking. The money was good though. Women are probably worse than men because they honestly believe that they can have you if they want you... and they don't take "NO" very well.
8. The Bride gets MENAGE'D.
OK so I lived in Austin TX for 8 years after my long term GF and I split up. I work as a bartender for a few years and was approached by a lady on night thar ask if I ever thought about being a male stripper. I jumped at the offer. I can tell u 60% of the time it was somewhat straight up stripping and the 40 percent got pretty crazy. I have had bridesmaids mainly asking to to give head. The craziest was when 2 of the friends of the bride both were giving me head and after the party ask if we call all have a little more fun including the bride. I was in a pretty bad place in my life back then and drugs played a big part. Needles to say I complied with there request and at first didn't really care but looking back I feel like a dirt bag. But to answer the question yes crazy sh*t goes down .
EDIT ( I added 2 more stories)
9.Every bachelorette party I have done I've been touched by the bride to be. All but two have blown me and I've ****ed all but 4.
10. Alright. I'll tell you my craziest night. I have a request though: if you remember this story and you remember the account it was originally posted under, please do not post that account here.
I did a house call in Highlands Ranch, a wealthy suburb just outside of Denver. This young woman (probably 24 or 25) was marrying a very wealthy older man and he gave her and her girlfriends the house for the weekend.
I show up, and it's business as usual. They asked for the military theme so that's what I was wearing. I got offered a drink and accepted it because I normally enjoy myself and then have a cab pick me up and take me to a hotel when I do shows in Denver.
Anyways this particular drink seemed stronger than normal but I didn't think anything of it. Music starts playing and I'm putting on my opening show, tips are flying at me in the middle of the living room, a couple women throw their panties at me, all still pretty normal. The routine ends and I'm rocking a mankini. The women were very receptive so I figured this was a good time for lap dances. On my third dance, I started noticing that everything was kind of heightened, and I began noticing just how much alcohol these girls were pounding. The third girl was the first to start kind of sucking me off a bit and I noticed it felt wayyyyy better than normal. That's about the moment when I realized they slipped something in my drink. The fourth girl was super touchy feely and I realized they were on whatever the hell it was that I was on, so instead of freaking out and leaving I decided to just go with it.
I stopped giving personal dances after the fourth girl and changed into my sailor outfit for the second routine. I could feel the music moving through me and I knew I was rolling off my ass, but the girls were way into it and I thought I gave a more intimate performance. The bride to be got up just after I gave a sneak peek to the whole crowd. I finished up that routine and was again in that awful mankini so I started giving out lap dances again. I was doing a double for two women who seemed to be just as into eachother as they were into me when I heard the bride to be call out my performing name. I turned and I sh*t you not this girl is standing in the doorway with nothing on but whip cream. Just like that scene in Varsity Blues. She has a wad of cash in her hand and announces that it's her turn to play with me. I put my mankini back on and walk over to her while the other girls are cheering at the top of their lungs, and she throws the hundreds into my bag on the table and walks up to me and is just kissing the fu*k out of me. Normally this is a HUGE no no, but:
This girl was stupidly hot
She was enacting a fantasy I'd had since middle school with the whip cream and
I was absolutely fu*ked up off my ass.
So I started licking the whip cream off her, then she sucked my dick to get it completely hard, while the other women chanted for her to fu*k me. So we fu*ked. When we finished she gave me her phone number and told me to keep playing with the other girls. So I did.
I don't remember anything pay this point but the bride to be filed me in on what happened the next time we met up. She told me I ended up fu*king 17 of the 23 women there, with all but one of those 23 at least sucking my dick, came in two of them, didn't leave the house until three thirty in the afternoon, earned just under 4 Grand that night, and the bride to be (now bride) and I have met up a couple times at hotels since then because apparently her 70 year old husband can't fu*k at all.