One year later
"So I just wanna say- Y/n stop eating!" I looked up at Justin with wide eyes, half a chicken in my mouth. "I'm trying to do best man duties."
I hummed and sat the wing down with a nod. "Sowrry." I said with a full mouth.
He snorted before holding the bottle of champagne up again, the rest of us having cups. "Back to it, I just wanted to say that it's been a pleasure watching you grow up. And I'm saving my heartwarming speech for tomorrow but for now, as your best man, I need to get you as fucked as possible before we no longer can do shit like this. Open up!"
I groaned and shook my head when he literally straddled my waist with the bottle held up. "Justin-" my words were silenced when he tilted the bottle over and started to pour the champagne down my throat. I had no choice but to gulp it down. Holding his forearm to at least retain some control.
"Yesss babygirl, take it to the HEAD!" I heard Bear exclaim as he blew into a party blower shit.
When I felt the bubbling start to reside in my stomach, I shook my head and pushed his hand back. "Fuck," I coughed as they all simply cheered.
"Um we may have a problem." I looked over as Charly walked in with Vivian who was a laughing mess. "Uh.. Justin." He climbed off my lap with a nod. "You ordered strippers-"
"You what?" I spluttered, wiping the liquid from my mouth. He simply smiled sheepishly before nodding at Charly.
"Yeah, they here?" Just then, the door opened and two buff ass guys dressed as cops walked in.
"Heard we got ourselves a code blue.." the one with a baton said, eyeing me and I almost immediately knew what the fuck was up.
"Just you mother-" I raised my hands when the guy straddled me, much like Justin had, but.. he started grinding against me to the beat of the music that was already playing in the hotel suite. "Bro, the fuck?" I questioned and he couldn't keep a straight face.
"I said you were gay man.. I don't-" he covered his mouth and turned into Bear who was also laughing his ass off.
"You like em long dontcha beautiful?" The other guy said, suddenly behind me and grabbing my hands, making my touch his sweaty stomach.
"Uh yeah my fiancée especially likes my size- please get your dick off the back of my head." I said and quickly jumped up once the other stripped moved. "Jesus fuck man." I said with a grimace, watching them both walk towards me, holding handcuffs. "I don't think you guys understand-" They kept coming closer. "I'm gay man, look.. okay you know what." I hastily undid my belt before dropping my jeans and instantly they stopped once I exposed myself. "Yeah.. I'm packing."
"Oh." One mumbled. "I see.."
"This just got.. wow." The other one said, scratching his head. "I was sitting on a dick?" I nodded as I pulled my briefs and jeans back up. "Dude I told you it was weird there were mostly guys here." The strippers bickered at one another while I gave Justin a look.
He simply raised the champagne bottle to his lips and gulped down, then held it out for me. "Dom Perignon?"
"Ha ha." I said sarcastically while fastening my belt. "I'd rather have a nice glass of wine at that restaurant we should be heading to... so.."
"Right." He snapped and grabbed his Drew jacket.
This bachelor party was sure off to a great start..
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"Sorry I'm late." Trevor said as he sat at the table besides Charly. "My driver had to pee." I chuckled and nodded, biting into my steak.
