Sun, Surf & Sin Weekend
Get set for the Sun, Surf & Sin Weekend. A blitz of Surfers badassery where your squad’s HQ is a swish apartment, your booze game is strong, and the babes bring a vibe hotter than a summer scorcher. Think you’ve got what it takes to ride this wave of wild?
From $499.00 Whilst our weekend packages typically remain at the advertised price, accommodation pricing may fluctuate depending on your chosen date. Why? Naturally some dates are in higher demand, such as school holidays, New Years eve etc. Your friendly bucks party consultant will provide accurate pricing for your chosen dates once you send your enquiry! per person, based on 10 attendees. Expecting less? Tell us how manyLove this package, but expecting less attendees than the required minimum? Don’t stress! We can cater for groups of many sizes, and can’t wait to help you achieve your bucks party goals! Simply let us know the expected group size when you submit your enquiry, and we can help you find one of our My Ultimate Bucks packages to suit your group size. It's that easy!.
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All of your package customisations will show up right here!Some bucks weekends play it safe. This one? It throws the rulebook out the surfboard. Welcome to the Sun, Surf & Sin Weekend, the Gold Coast blowout that’s all killer, no filler. You’re here for more than just a few cold ones, you’re here for a send-off so good it’ll have the buck grinning wider than a bloke who just found the final meat in a Sunday barbie.
First things first, no dramas on arrival. Your crew rolls into a prime Gold Coast pad, no awkward bed-sharing and no sudden cancellation because they found out it’s a bucks nonsense. This is your HQ, fully prepped and ready to rock. Stock the fridge with whatever floats your buck’s boat. Pink cruisers, craft beer, or even that suspicious energy drink that tastes like rocket fuel but hits the mark! BYO whatever, no judgement, just cold drinks, and the boys can settle in, get comfortable, and warm up for what's about to come next.
And then the knock at the door, the kind that promises this weekend is about to get seriously interesting.
Party mode kicks in straight away when two topless waitresses show up for a two-hour mission. These two bombshells arrive like queens of the party, sunglasses on, mischief in their smiles, and wearing nothing but the tiniest G-strings we could find. Their brief is simple: keep drinks flowing, smiles wide, and energy levels soaring. These ladies aren’t just serving beverages; they’re professionally cheeky, armed with bouncing assets, handing out bevvy refills while dishing out banter like it’s on the house. It’s like they never forget to top up your drink but somehow always forget to cover... well, their tops.
If you think two sets of boobs are enough, think again, because the next act cranks things up. In walks your solo act, a 25-minute X-rated strip show that’s more unmissable than a spray of sunscreen at Surfers on a scorcher. This isn’t just a performance, it’s a full-throttle “hold onto your hats and maybe your dignity” extravaganza. Expect up-close attention for the buck, a few playful bookings in his face, and a strictly X-rated lap that leaves the lads properly gobsmacked.
When the pad has run its course and the air smells of spray tan and victory, it is time for some fresh air and a proper night out.
Next stop, VIP style, a reserved table at a top Gold Coast venue. No lining up, no “Who ordered what?” confusion. On arrival, each mate gets a bev because nothing says “legendary” like a drink in your hand before you even sit down. Then the dude food land like a culinary touchdown: calamari, wings, garlic bread, wedges, and fries. All the stuff that fuels legends without the menu guessing games. Seriously, QR codes are for boarding planes, not Bucks parties.
Then it is game on with your bikini waitress. Think of her as your party’s MVP, getting drinks, bringing snacks, and delivering banter sharper than a surfboard fin. The lads can relax, the drinks keep coming, and the vibe is hotter than a midday sunburn. At one point, she challenges a mate to a thumb war. Winner scores a cheeky photobomb in the buck’s group chat forever.
The energy’s rising and the laughs are louder. Now it’s time to take things up a notch.
Time to roll into the proper after dark. A complimentary entry to the Coast’s top adult entertainment venue. No cover charge, no fuss, just the kind of scene where inhibitions check out early and the party rolls on until the sun threatens to rise again. If you’re not a little worse for wear by then, did you even party?
Want to stretch this into a full weekend? Throw some adrenaline into the mix with go-karting, axe throwing, or clay target shooting the next day. Nothing cures a hangover like a bit of friendly competition, especially when there are scores to settle from the night before because someone will definitely owe someone else a rematch.
This is My Ultimate Bucks’ most sought-after package for a reason. It’s the perfect blend of jaw-dropping entertainment, free-flowing drinks, and just the right dash of sin to give your mate the ultimate hall pass weekend. No awkward Airbnb dramas, no waiting in line, just pure, seamless, and seriously sinful fun. The kind of weekend that’ll have your buck telling tall tales long after the vows are said and the cake’s eaten.
Fair warning. The Sun, Surf And Sin Weekend books out faster than a Gold Coast sunset. Lock in your date now while it’s still up for grabs unless you fancy explaining to the buck why his last night of freedom was spent playing Jenga at the local pub.