Figured it was about time to put one together. Headed down for a bachelor party. 11 guys Sat – Tues. I’ll try and split it up into days but it all kind of blended together.
Saturday Night – Sunday morning.
Everyone meets up at the bachelors place at Saturday morning drinks in hand and ready to go. Its gonna be big one! I won’t go into to much details on the flight down but the bachelor wore a dress on the plane and all 11 of us almost got kicked off the connecting flight for being overly intoxicated.
Land in vegas Saturday night ready to party. Met up with our trusty “limo driver” and it was on. We had three two bedroom suites at Planet Hollywood Towers which I would highly recommend to anyone planning a weekend like this. A little background on the group of guys going, they are 11 of the craziest hard partying guys from the town we live in. On top of that for half of them there was no budget on this trip!
Once we get settled in to the room and everyone “freshens up” we head to the SR to get warmed up. Spent about two hrs there nothing to out of the ordinary from the expected
Debauchery. Lots of lap dances for the bachelor etc etc. At about 2 am we head back to the hotel to have a few drinks prior to drais. Im not sure about the exact order of events but next thing you know we have six gay guys in tennis outfits in our room. We quickly decide that it is time to get out of there, as this definitely was not what we were looking for! As we walk into Drais it became obvious that disco biscuits were needed to fit in here. I throw a couple back and getted settled in to our two bottles of goose. The boys had limited success here as 90% of the women seemed to be prostitutes. About 8 am we decide we have had enough and move on. Once in the cab one of the fellows decides we should checkout a local rub and tug. The cab driver was quite excited as he figured he would get a free one if he took four of us in. He takes us to Flamingo massage, we had one look at the options and we were out of there despite the cab drivers objections. We get back to the hotel and find the remainder of the guys trapped into a serious snowstorm. I passed out on the couch only to be woken by one of the guys negotiating with a couple “ladies”. Not sure what all took place but the ladies briefly got locked into one of the rooms, not a good scene.
Sunday:
We head to EBC club at about 11:30 am on a combined 45 minutes sleep between 11 guys. I don’t think anybody was feeling like they had there A game. We get settled into our cabana have a few drinks and are feeling ready to go. By 2 we had 10, 7-10’s in there and were definitely getting our creep on! After making the rounds and checking our the options, I find out a couple of the fine women are strippers from SR. These two are definitely ready to party, things are looking up! Everybody in the Cabana is rollin and the booze is flowing freely. I convince the two strippers that there is no need to go to go to work tonight. They were down, so I figured it was time to get out of there as my work was done! We headed back to the hotel with a quick detour to the miracle mile shops to get the girls and outfit to wear out, as I wasn’t going to risk letting them leave. These girls were DTF as soon as we walked in the room! I must say at this point that no currency ever change hands over the remainder of the weekend with these two. After a lock getting picked the boys enjoyed the first of many live sex shows with one of the special ladies and an unnamed member of the party. Now this is what vegas is all about! After a quick visit with the “limo driver” once again we were ready to head out to Vanity. We got there got settled in with our four bottles and the party was on again. I ended up leaving by 2 am as I now thought I was in love with a stripper. I briefly remember getting back to the Towers but I’m not sure about much after that
Monday:
I wake up extremely confused, dehydrated, depressed and edgy. Who was this girl beside me, what room am I in and were did all this booze and pizza come from. At that point there were only to options keep the party going or go into a deep depression. The decision was easy. I woke up my new love with a drink and managed to choke back 1/2 of a piece of pizza. After “freshening” up and a couple drinks I was ready to go again. We headed down to my room and I was pleasantly surprised to see that the remainder of the party had the same idea. We had planned on spending the day at Bare, but it was starting to rain so we mustered up all the energy we could and headed down to the casino bar. We spent the majority of the day doing some shopping and drinking. At one point one of the strippers was asked about bringing out friends. Next thing you know we have three more being flown in! Once you had gone as far as we had there really was no turning back. About 6 PM I ended up back at the room and found the guys with our three new friends. These girls were ready to party and brought some life back to a haggard bunch. Now I blacked out around now and once again am not to sure about the order of events but at one point the bachelor got caught at the taxi stand trying to leave to the chapel to marry a stripper. Looking back now that could have been a major disaster. We got cleaned up and headed to XS as we had 8 bottles there that night. The events of the night are quite blurry but I some how ended up at Marquee completely oblivious to the fact that we had a 7 am flight home. I realized I was in no condition to be in public and did the back door slide on the girls. When I arrived back at the hotel I was quite disappointed to find out the guys were all heading to the airport. After some pleading from the guys I decided that I would pack my stuff and get on the plane too. I made the plane with five minutes to spare still in my bar clothes and smelling like stripper. The perfect end to a perfect trip.
I have left our some of the finer deatils here as I don't have the courage to put it in wiritng. My final stats were:
Money – 15K - between the 11 of us prob around 50k
Sleep – 4 hrs
Food – 1/2 of a piece of pizza
Dignity Remaining - 0
Saturday Night – Sunday morning.
Everyone meets up at the bachelors place at Saturday morning drinks in hand and ready to go. Its gonna be big one! I won’t go into to much details on the flight down but the bachelor wore a dress on the plane and all 11 of us almost got kicked off the connecting flight for being overly intoxicated.
Land in vegas Saturday night ready to party. Met up with our trusty “limo driver” and it was on. We had three two bedroom suites at Planet Hollywood Towers which I would highly recommend to anyone planning a weekend like this. A little background on the group of guys going, they are 11 of the craziest hard partying guys from the town we live in. On top of that for half of them there was no budget on this trip!
Once we get settled in to the room and everyone “freshens up” we head to the SR to get warmed up. Spent about two hrs there nothing to out of the ordinary from the expected
Debauchery. Lots of lap dances for the bachelor etc etc. At about 2 am we head back to the hotel to have a few drinks prior to drais. Im not sure about the exact order of events but next thing you know we have six gay guys in tennis outfits in our room. We quickly decide that it is time to get out of there, as this definitely was not what we were looking for! As we walk into Drais it became obvious that disco biscuits were needed to fit in here. I throw a couple back and getted settled in to our two bottles of goose. The boys had limited success here as 90% of the women seemed to be prostitutes. About 8 am we decide we have had enough and move on. Once in the cab one of the fellows decides we should checkout a local rub and tug. The cab driver was quite excited as he figured he would get a free one if he took four of us in. He takes us to Flamingo massage, we had one look at the options and we were out of there despite the cab drivers objections. We get back to the hotel and find the remainder of the guys trapped into a serious snowstorm. I passed out on the couch only to be woken by one of the guys negotiating with a couple “ladies”. Not sure what all took place but the ladies briefly got locked into one of the rooms, not a good scene.
Sunday:
We head to EBC club at about 11:30 am on a combined 45 minutes sleep between 11 guys. I don’t think anybody was feeling like they had there A game. We get settled into our cabana have a few drinks and are feeling ready to go. By 2 we had 10, 7-10’s in there and were definitely getting our creep on! After making the rounds and checking our the options, I find out a couple of the fine women are strippers from SR. These two are definitely ready to party, things are looking up! Everybody in the Cabana is rollin and the booze is flowing freely. I convince the two strippers that there is no need to go to go to work tonight. They were down, so I figured it was time to get out of there as my work was done! We headed back to the hotel with a quick detour to the miracle mile shops to get the girls and outfit to wear out, as I wasn’t going to risk letting them leave. These girls were DTF as soon as we walked in the room! I must say at this point that no currency ever change hands over the remainder of the weekend with these two. After a lock getting picked the boys enjoyed the first of many live sex shows with one of the special ladies and an unnamed member of the party. Now this is what vegas is all about! After a quick visit with the “limo driver” once again we were ready to head out to Vanity. We got there got settled in with our four bottles and the party was on again. I ended up leaving by 2 am as I now thought I was in love with a stripper. I briefly remember getting back to the Towers but I’m not sure about much after that
Monday:
I wake up extremely confused, dehydrated, depressed and edgy. Who was this girl beside me, what room am I in and were did all this booze and pizza come from. At that point there were only to options keep the party going or go into a deep depression. The decision was easy. I woke up my new love with a drink and managed to choke back 1/2 of a piece of pizza. After “freshening” up and a couple drinks I was ready to go again. We headed down to my room and I was pleasantly surprised to see that the remainder of the party had the same idea. We had planned on spending the day at Bare, but it was starting to rain so we mustered up all the energy we could and headed down to the casino bar. We spent the majority of the day doing some shopping and drinking. At one point one of the strippers was asked about bringing out friends. Next thing you know we have three more being flown in! Once you had gone as far as we had there really was no turning back. About 6 PM I ended up back at the room and found the guys with our three new friends. These girls were ready to party and brought some life back to a haggard bunch. Now I blacked out around now and once again am not to sure about the order of events but at one point the bachelor got caught at the taxi stand trying to leave to the chapel to marry a stripper. Looking back now that could have been a major disaster. We got cleaned up and headed to XS as we had 8 bottles there that night. The events of the night are quite blurry but I some how ended up at Marquee completely oblivious to the fact that we had a 7 am flight home. I realized I was in no condition to be in public and did the back door slide on the girls. When I arrived back at the hotel I was quite disappointed to find out the guys were all heading to the airport. After some pleading from the guys I decided that I would pack my stuff and get on the plane too. I made the plane with five minutes to spare still in my bar clothes and smelling like stripper. The perfect end to a perfect trip.
I have left our some of the finer deatils here as I don't have the courage to put it in wiritng. My final stats were:
Money – 15K - between the 11 of us prob around 50k
Sleep – 4 hrs
Food – 1/2 of a piece of pizza
Dignity Remaining - 0
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