I’ve known John for over 10 years and still remember the first day he started working at our company in the mailroom as he attended college in the evenings. From there John continued to work at the company and turned into one of our best salesmen. During this time I mentored John and was so pleased with his performance, winning award after award. So it came no surprise to me that when he was getting married I was invited to his wedding.

What surprised me was getting an invitation to his bachelor party. At first I thought, no way, was I going but then after talking to John he assured me that it wasn’t going to be your typical racy bachelor party. He didn’t want that at all but just a good dinner at a fine restaurant with some friends and family and that’s exactly what it was. There were about 25 guys there that night and I was seated with a few of John’s friends. They were all younger than me but we hit it off and had a great time.

The evening had gone by so fast that I didn’t really have much time to talk to John or his father. After dessert I had gone into the men’s room and as I was washing my hands one of his friends that was sitting at the same table as me, his name was Chris, said that he was having a few of John’s friends over to his house after the dinner to have a few beers and probably watch some porno. “And make it a real bachelor party” he said.

At first, I wanted nothing to do with it feeling I was just a little too old to be hanging out with these guys plus I was also afraid that if I started watching porn even though I assume it to be straight porn I might get discovered. You see at work I wasn’t out and never discussed my sexuality with anyone. But then I thought that since I really didn’t spend much time with John this might be a good chance to hang and talk with him. So I agreed to go to Chris’s house.

Then Chris told me not to say anything to anyone since he was inviting only a few guys over. It seemed rational to me and I said, “sure, mums the word.”

So when it got time to leave I asked Chris for directions but then he said, “listen let me ride with you this way you wont get lost,” it sounded fine so off we went.

When we got to Chris’ he said that we would be going down to the basement, which was all, finished and had a big screen TV and a really large sectional sofa facing the TV. Chris then opened two beers handed me one and as we clicked he said, “I think this is going to be fun.”

A few minutes passed and I asked Chris where everyone else was especially John. “Well” he said, “I don’t know about anyone else but John won’t be coming, doing shots, drinking beer and watching porn really isn’t his thing.” I was taken back by this remark and was about to excuse myself when the door upstairs opened and a couple more guys arrived.

Larry, I later found out was Chris’, roommate and with him was a guy I hadn’t seen at the party at all. We all were down in the basement