All the Young Dudes

“I cast a party the way I cast a movie.”

That’s what Orson Welles famously said years ago, as a former bou genius shilling wine on television.

Casting a sex party takes attention to detail. The host needs to know about the people who are attending, and think about their balance of preferences, as well as existing and possible interpersonal connections.

I make things a bit more challenging at my gatherings, in that I am open to people who are new to bi and group sex, whose may have trepidations about diving in.

I also don’t insist on a “couples only” rule for attendance. That regulation tends to make some things easier, as couples tend to anticipate their own limitations and expectations –or so we hope—and if one of them can’t come, neither does, thus maintaining a measure of gender balance.

But as it turns out, a lot of my friends are single. They like to play on their own. I’m single too, so I am cool with that. We are all friends and all bi, so we can play a bit loose and free with gender balance. We always make it work.

The last two parties had been very gender balanced, perhaps weighted to more women than men. And this, in the view of newbie Dacia and old-hand Raven, had meant less boy-on-boy action than they might like. I agreed; we needed to tilt it more towards boys at the next get together.

A good measure, as Jane points out, is when you have about three guys for every two women. That way, the girls can play together when the boys play; there are plenty of boys to go around for the girls when they want ‘em; and the boys never feel obliged to wait a “turn” for the next available girl.

At least these are good guidelines with our gang.

Preparing for this evening, I took stock of the following.

Scarlet was ready to strike out on her own and try a few of the boys she had observed at the previous gathering. “Don’t feel like you have to baby sit me,” she said. “I’ll be fine.”

Yes . . . well. She was game, but this was only her second orgy ever.

She is my sweet thing, and I wanted to look out for her. Plus we would have spent the day in bed together, which is a lot of sex before a gathering.

But I agreed: she was ready to take off on her own a bit. I could be sure all her preferred boys were there—Jake and Todd, especially—adding Zach as an appetizer. But I would be sure to keep things gender balanced. Sweet Scarlet wasn’t poised for a gang bang, after all.

There was a chance that Jake was bringing a new girlfriend of his. There was a chance that Nadia was coming, though inclement weather might discount her. Experience has taught me not to bank on untested talent anyway, so these possibilities were neither here nor there in the final tally.

Marla and Raven were coming. So were our main stags, Mark and Thomas. Mark is bi and vers, and everyone’s fav . . . Thomas thought he might bring a girl, so . . . better throw an extra boy on the bar-be-que.

Bugs had been saying she would bring her boyfriend to the last few gatherings, but so far he was a no-show. I could count on her, but not him.

Dacia was coming, but her boyfriend Dirck was not. Instead, Dacia was bringing her girlfriend Gracie. So I was ahead one girl—maybe two—and down one boy, so I needed to add two boys.

I declined to invite Todd’s friend Michael. He was very cool, but I had to consider those with prior claims. I invited my bi pal Randy, who had never been to an orgy but was keen to observe and maybe participate. That fits my inclination to give an opportunity to a deserving newbie.

I also invited John, who had done so well at my all male gang bang. Scarlet would like him, as a fellow musician with a big dick. We do well with the monster cocks, so he would be fine.

In the hours before the gathering, as Scarlet and I relaxed, having sex and initiating Zach, it was all settled. Or so I thought.

As the evening approached, I checked my messages and emails.

Marla would be late and might need to leave early, due to business obligations. There was a chance she wouldn’t come at all.

Dacia was sick. As she couldn’t come, Gracie would wait until next time.

Jake’s girl cancelled, but he would be here. Nothing from Nadia.

Then all the boys began to show up. Todd showed up and sure enough, he had invited Michael without checking with me. Bugs came, and of course her boyfriend joined her this time.

A few missing women, and no absences among the men.

Three women, about nine men.