"We've Never Spoken Of It": 35 Of The Wildest And Juiciest Secrets And Stories From Bachelor And Bachelorette Parties

My husband prepared me for weeks leading up to his bachelor party that his brothers were going to get him strippers, and there was going to be wild drinking and associated shenanigans, etc. He assured me repeatedly nothing would happen, and he would be on his best behavior. I was never worried, but he seemed very nervous about it. After the party, I didn't ask any questions beyond, 'Did you have fun?' And he went on to describe all these crazy drinking games, strippers, jumping off the roof into a pool, crashing a golf cart, etc. His ultra-macho brother later told me in confidence that he and the other brothers knew my husband wasn't into all that, so they organized a Magic the Gathering tournament for him instead, with beer and pizza.
Apparently, his brothers were so embarrassed to be enjoying his 'geeky' game, that he told everyone they had a crazy night to preserve their manly egos. The story was his decision, because that's just the kind of thoughtful guy he is. He eventually told me the truth, but not until many years later. It's the most heart-warming and adorable lie I've ever been told.

Worked at a few bars as an axe throwing teacher. You see all types but we get A LOT of bachelor/bachelorette parties who swing through for the novelty. The highlights:

Bride found out a bridesmaid had slept with the groom in highschool. Had to confiscate the axes.

Two bridesmaids made out and the bride’s mother flipped the hell out. Had to confiscate the axes.

Watched a best man take a sip from his axe and threw his beer. The beer did not stick to the target and he was sad. Water was provided.

Probably the one I felt the worst for was a groom who did not drink putting up with his drunk friends. I paid for his sodas for the night.

One groom got left behind after a disagreement about a strip club. He wouldn’t go due to being a decent f*****g human. The staff came together with a few regulars and we threw him a party and bar hopped together after we closed. One of the most fun nights I’ve had in my life and he invited me to cookouts until I moved away.

One groom taught me how to body roll in exchange for me teaching him to throw axes. I did not ask him if he could body roll or how to do it. He just taught me completely unsolicited. Comes in surprisingly useful at parties.

We had special axes at one bar that grooms/brides got to throw. Massive fire axe. Cool as hell. One groom wouldn’t throw it. He just wouldn’t. He just wanted to hold it. It was kinda funny and we put the blade cover on it and just let him use it like a tote. We couldn’t get it back from him until he passed out. I thought it was funny, but it mortified his friends.

One bridesmaid almost hit the bride throwing when she wasn’t supposed to. I caught the axe at the cost of almost losing a finger. Major badass points and a massive tip, but I did have to superglue my hand shut and go home early. Pretty sure the blood traumatized the bridesmaid. She definitely went into shock and my coworker had to calm her down.

MY TIME HAS COME!

I kicked a stripper across a hallway and she bounced off the wall.

I am a very large man. 6'6", 325lbs. Been a construction worker my whole life, corn fed AF.

My hetero-life-mate proposed to his girl, TIME TO PARTY. We rent a bus, hit Baltimore like a hurricane. Bars, strip clubs, the whole thing.

We're at a strip club at like 130am, I'm chilling at a table, had a few drinks, enjoying a cigar, and decide I need to take a leak. So, I get up walk me giant a*s down the hallway to the head. Finish my business, wash up, walk out bathroom door.

Here's where it goes sideways. Just as I step out of the doorway and turn in to the hallway a stripper was hustling by to get to the dressing room. Not just any kind of stripper. A little person stripper. I catch her SQUARE IN THE CHEST WITH MY THIGH. She goes completely airborne and hits the wall. I AM MORTIFIED. I start apologizing profusely and helping her back up. The bouncer comes running over because all he's sees is my big a*s putting hands on one the girls. She was super chill about it, tells the bouncer it's all good. I offered to buy her dinner, she accepted. Her name was Michelle, she had a great sense of humor about the whole thing. I never saw her again.

My homeboys have never let me live it down.

Not mine, but my uncle had his bachelor party white water rafting. His best man was in remission from stage 4 cancer and was feeling well enough to join. S**t hit the fan and he fell out of the raft and died in the water.

Guys buddies took him out and got him stone drunk night before wedding. Thought it would be funny to put him in a sleeping berth on a train. Guy woke up next morning 10 hours away. Wedding never happened. Buddies not buddies anymore.

Wasn’t there but a mate was Best Man for his best friend at this Bucks Party.

After much drinking there was a race around the block where the Groom to be, and a few others, took a short cut through a couple of backyards.

Apparently as they jumped one of the fences several of them plummeted into a pool under construction and tragically the Groom was fatally impaled on the exposed re-bar and died there.

This was something that changed everything for every one whom knew him and all his mates.
After this terrible event anyone whom had Bucks Party’s after this event were decidedly more low key and uneventful.

My mate still gets really upset when it’s ever mentioned.

Context.

This tragedy happened in the very early 90’s when construction sites weren’t so regulated hence the ‘no safety cap’ on the rebar. Thankfully that has changed.

The guys were returning from a local pub crawl and had decided it would be a fun way to end the night with a foot race home, knowing these blokes, any spewing would’ve been an instant disqualification.

Also anyone whom took the time to read the post, and it seems quite a few did, I’m hoping that we’re all reminded just how the promise and potential of a life can change in an instant.

One seemingly harmless action or ill considered thought can/will affect you and others in ways we could never imagine.

So thank you for reading, thank you for the comments and please stay safe.

Groom got drunk and slept with his best man.

When I was 18 my 24 year old brother was getting married, and I was a groomsman. The entire wedding party still lived near our mom's house, so his best man decided to have the bachelor party in her living room because, in his eyes, it was both convenient and hilarious. Mom is totally cool with it and decides to hide out in her bedroom all night watching tv.

The stripper shows up and does her show. At one point she asks who wants to get spanked. My brother's friends, who I've known since I was a kid, instantly volunteer me. I'm on all fours and this stripper is smacking my ass with a riding crop and I look up to see my mother in the hallway.

We lock eyes briefly. An entirely new level of embarrassment washes over me. She looks like she's trying not to laugh too loudly and goes in to the bathroom. This was in 2005, and we never spoke of it again.

Bride snuck in to see the groom after the party, he was being breastfed by his mother. She was in her sixties and he was late 20’s

The bride called off the wedding and didn’t keep it a secret why, I was relived as I didn’t want to attend the wedding. I honestly wish I was joking.

I stupidly offered to host a bachelor party of a friend at my house. 2 strippers were hired, best man became grabby with them and was acting like a drunk douche. I told him to stop and he slapped me, so we started to brawl. 90% of the people there knew him and didn't know me, so when the brawl broke out, everyone was defending him, you know, because "that's my bro!". I ended getting kicked out of my own house violently, and they locked the door behind me. I went in through the basement and shut off the breaker then screamed for everyone to get out. Took about 2 hours and the cops showing up to get everyone to leave.

I didn't go to the wedding.

A friend of mine was a tourist in Finland, Walking around downtown helsinki when along comes a groom sitting buck naked in a wheelbarrow full of popcorn, being pushed down the street by the groomsmen. The groom had to give anyone that asked a bag of popcorn from the wheelbarrow, slowly exposing himself. I've wondered if this is normal Finnish behavior.

Bachelor party in Las Vegas. Nobody knew that the groom had a problem with gambling. First night we're there, we're all in the casino having drinks and playing cards. Groom gets up to "get a drink" and never comes back to the group. After hours of searching for him we finally find him sitting on the bathroom floor of his hotel room crying his eyes out. He lost over $10,000 in just a few hours playing blackjack. We were there for 3 more days and he pretty much didn't even leave his hotel room and was terrified to go home and tell his fiance he lost gambled away most of their savings.

I was at my bachelor party — just at a small bar — and we had all had a few drinks so we weren't thinking straight. So, one of us decided it would be a good idea for me to strip naked in Times Square and sing about it. It did not go well, and I apologize to those affected.

Bachelor party and Bachelorette party was in the same town (road trip) at the same time.

Towards the end of the night, after all the drinking and strippers, the two groups merged in drunkenness well past closing times of any bar or club.

I hooked up with the maid of honor while the two to be married had a drunken screaming match about strippers and some guy who apparently talked to the bride-to-be and she tried to invite him to her hotel room.

They did get married (the wedding drama was nuts, too) but it's one of those marriages where you're wondering how long until it cracks. They do *not* have a healthy relationship and now there's meth involved in their lives. I don't talk to either of them anymore.

Still with the maid of honor, though. We bought a house last year. So that's cool.

Not my story but heard about it. Groom was on his last hurrah, banged a stripper. Got an STD, didn't know about it. Nuts swell up to the size of grapefruits, left him unable to have children. His bride to be was looking forward to having kids so parted ways with him, he plead his case that it was the C19 vaccine. And to make it worse his friends semi-famous cousin tweeted about it for the whole world to put the pieces together.

I tore my ACL (the first time) on a stripper pole in a bar during a friend's Bachelorette party. I was so drunk that I initially wasn't sure I was injured, so I climbed off the platform and rejoined the ladies on the dance floor. Midway through Motown Philly my anterior drawer slid out and my leg collapsed underneath me. I was helped into the limo and into the hotel.

The following day I used a chair to hobble across the hotel room, had the front desk deliver me a wheelchair, got to the parking lot, and drove left legged to a Walgreens where I hopped in on one foot and bought crutches. I then drove four hours home using only my left leg and saw the doctor Monday morning. Reconstructive surgery and nine months of rehab followed -18 months after the first tear I fell on ice and ruptured the graft. I now walk with a cane and will be crippled in the right leg for life.

TL; DR: LEAVE THE STRIPPER POLE TO THE PROFESSIONALS YOU DUMB S**T.

Friend of the groom was talking s**t at a bar, groom intervened. Fight ensues. Groom ends up getting his jaw broken in the fight.

Had to eat through a straw at his own wedding.

This happened to a family friend back in the 70’s-80’s.

Back in the day the bachelor party was the night before the wedding. Terrible idea, but that’s probably why we’ve gone away from that.

Anyways, night before the wedding the groomsmen decide to “kidnap” the bride and bring her to a couple local bars. All in good fun. Well, they ended up getting in a terrible car accident. One groomsman died. The bride was in critical condition and nearly died, and the driver was brought to jail for a DUI.

Obligatory “I wasn’t there”… but a good buddy of mine I met later in life had his bachelor party in Vegas, per usual.

All the attendees were in a group chat. Some of the guys were being “less than faithful” to their SOs, and were bragging about it in the group chat.

Welp, one dude left iMessage open on his iPad back at home, and his fiancee (not the groom, this guy was also engaged) was reading everything that was happening in Vegas.

Long story short, when he got home, all his s**t was in the yard. His fiancée had also contacted another Bach attendees’ wife, and his s**t was also outside. Immediate break up for one couple, and divorce for the other.

The bachelor (my friend) is a stand up dude and kept his d**k in his pants, so he’s married with 2 kids and doing great.

Went to a friend's party, local cop buddy hired a stripper. Long story short, got a lap dance from my ex girlfriend's mom...didn't realize it was her til later because she was so out of context and I had never seen her naked with all her stripper make up glory...