A Full House

There had to have been at least twenty people packed in the living room, all of them were looking at Luke. The crowd was mostly female, a large portion of them were gathered on or around a couch that was placed directly before Luke. They also had their phones out to snap various pictures. To the left side, there was a guy holding up a high definition camera also aiming in Luke's direction; no doubt he was recording the second Luke entered the room. To the right, he saw Marlene, Taylor, and Sienna laughing up a storm. Seeing their faces, it finally dawned on Luke that he just danced around in his underwear right in front of these people who all had recording devices trained on him! Luke's face flushed ten different shades of red then as he clapped his hands over his crotch as the crowd continued to ogle and wolf-whistle at him.

"Ah, that was the greatest dance I have ever seen!"

"So glad I got to see his face, he's pretty cute."

"He does have a nice ass."

"Look at him, is he blushing now?"

"After all that, I'm surprised he has any dignity left."

"I love it! He was so bold and dorky just a minute ago and now he is being all shy. That's adorable!"

Luke trembled with embarrassment as he stood there taking the barrage of commentary as if he were a panda at the zoo. He looked around to see where he could escape and came to notice the person standing behind him; the one who removed his blindfold. It was his childhood friend, Sarah. "S-Sarah?!" Luke fumed "What are you doing here!?"

Sarah shrugged, "I was invited by Marlene and the girls; we're long time friends. Loved your dance by the way, it was funny but in a sexy way you know?" Luke wanted to crawl in a hole and die right then and there.

Marlene and Taylor stepped forward then to pry away Luke's hold from his package. The spectator's were now viewing Luke's tighty-whiteys unobstructed once again. Marlene held up the microphone, "Another round of applause for our boy Hanes everybody." The whole room clapped boisterously "Now that ain't the only way to show him that you love him. Come on over and throw him a dime, won't ya?" A fair portion of the people at the party charged up to Luke fishing bills out of their wallets and purses. One super hot woman held out a crisp twenty-dollar bill and shoved it down the front of Luke's briefs. Luke couldn't help but wince as the woman found his balls through the bill.

"HEY! Lady! I don't know you that well!" Luke hollered as more people circled up to Luke with more money in their hands. Some middle-aged woman copped a feel of Luke's buttocks as she shoved a ten down the backside of his undies. From there, everyone else followed suit by depositing tips in Luke's underwear like he were a piggy bank. Luke was so overpowered by the numbers he could do nothing but wait as this torrent of party people continued to feel up his privates by leaving him money. For several long minutes, nearly a dozen women used their proximity as an excuse to slide their hands down Luke's chest, play with his nipples, and plant kisses on his face and stomach.

By the time it was over, Luke was panting heavily from trying to swat away as many folks as he can during this lucrative grope-fest. His tighty-whiteys made crinkling noises with just the slightest movements from all the dollar bills crammed in there. Luke had to hunch over with his hands on his knees in order to catch his breath. "That's it," Luke breathed "I'm out of here. I don't care who sees me outside, I just wanna go home before things somehow get more insane than this!"