Head to the strip club

The four of you catch an Uber to the strip club, which didn't look as dingy as you imagined. Mike helped the two drunks out of the back, while you thanked the Uber driver and apologised for the rowdiness. He seemed amused at the state of Ryan and Theo, laughing heartily. At a different time, you may have leaned in and kissed him. He was a very hot driver who probably needed a stretch from sitting all day. Oh well.

Ryan and Theo's intoxication almost fucked up your chances of getting in, which wouldn't have been an all about bad thing. However, Theo had a private booking, which allowed you guys in. Entering the spacious room, you were all in awe. Open bar, expensive couches. If it was male strippers, you'd be in horny heaven.

"How did you afford this?" Mike asked, shocked.

"N- Nothing really..." Theo drawled, smiling to himself proudly, "Now bring on the strippers!"

The four of you settled down into the seats, with four attractive women waltzing in soon after. Candy, Chastity, Diva and Honey introduced themselves, taking one of you each and seductively touching you guys. You were paired with Diva, who quickly clocked to your sexuality and asked why you were here.

"I may be gay, but it's a straight man's stag do."

She genuinely giggled at that, before moving to the strippers pole in the centre of the room to begin her dance. The other three joined her, as they all rotated between. Only Theo seemed enthralled, though Ryan was enjoying himself as well.

"You better not pull anything funny on my sister." you jokingly warned, knowing she was more of an infidelity threat.

"Nah," he laughed, eyes still on the strippers, "this is... it's quite good. Reminds me that... that while I c- could live a... a life of bach... bacheloror life, I'd just end up like him!"

You both look over at Theo, hollering at the dancing women.

"I rather have... fulfilling love than unful- unfulfilling fun."

You smiled at that. Ryan was a genuine guy. It almost made you feel bad for tonight. Almost.

"Yo Wes." Mike called, standing at the open bar.

You walked over to him, dodging a flying... was that a boot? Mike passed you a beer as you both watched the show continue.

"Looking forward to tonight?" Mike asked, grinning ear-to-ear.

"Yeah," you say, a little deflated, "I just spoke with Ryan and even as a drunken mess, he's still a genuine guy. I guess I'm feeling a little bad."

"I get that." Mike nodded, patting you on the back, "I've been friends with him for fucking yonks and even when I came out, he stuck by me and never thought there was a threat of our friendship changing. I'd never want to harm that between us. But Wes, tonight, Ryan's just a bachelor who's ripe for the picking. Tomorrow, he'll be a married man and lawfully related to you to some degree. You have a great gift and if there was ever a perfect opportunity, tonight is the night."

"I know." you say, staring across at Ryan, "It's just, do I really want to have a slutty Ryan, when I could have literally anyone else.

Mike was lost in thought, before looking at you with a serious face.

"I know how to prove to you this is right."