Date: Mon, 7 Jul 2014 15:24:05 +0100
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Benny Takes Control - Chapter 10

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Benny Takes Control
by Matt


Chapter 10


Josh sat quietly, amazed how quickly his quiet day with his friends seemed
to be devolving into chaos. Ryan, one of Josh's oldest friends, the six
foot four, dark-haired, tanned behemoth was more muscles than brains. He
was the one who had started it.

James, the pale-skinned, strawberry-blonde eighteen-year-old was a clear
six inches shorter and, being so slim, was probably about half of Ryan's
weight. The smaller guy had managed to piss Ryan off by beating him at
whatever game they were playing, Josh wasn't sure what exactly, he had been
busy drinking and chatting to Dale at the time. Ryan had taken the defeat
rather personally and insisted it was a fluke, that the smaller guy
wouldn't stand a chance of doing it again. James had, in turn, insisted
that he could, which lead to Ryan shouting out, "Oh yeah, well let's make
it a bet then!"

That was when Dale and Josh had stopped talking to watch. Josh had cringed
at the mention of a bet, worried it would bring attention back to him
following his earlier embarrassment. He was also quite annoyed to have his
conversation with Dale interrupted, Josh had been really enjoying talking
to this new friend. Josh was gradually finding himself starting to take
notice that he was pretty nice to look at too. The nineteen-year-old had
heavy stubble and curly dark brown hair, the front hanging just above his
stunning hazel eyes. His loose tank top showed off his hairy, nicely
muscled chest, not quite as bulky as Ryan, but he had definitely put a lot
of work into it. His biceps were bulked up nicely too, showing the kind of
toning Josh had once been aiming for.

But now they had been interrupted. Liam stepped in to adjudicate the
conflict as he often did in things involving Ryan. He was the shortest of
the group, but his muscle tone was similar to Ryan's, so if it came to a
physical conflict he could definitely handle the bigger guy. It wouldn't
come to that though. As aggressive as James and Ryan's conflict sounded, it
was well-natured and playful at heart.

"Yeah." James eventually said back. "Make your bet, I'll take it."

As it turned out, it had been target practice with the ball, the guys
taking it in turns nominating a specific place for the other to hit.

"Okay, five rounds, Liam can pick the targets and be referee to keep it
fair." Ryan demanded. Liam nodded his agreement.

"What you betting then?" James asked, smiling confidently.

"Twenty!" Ryan snapped back at him angrily.

"Money? Pfft, that's dull. Besides, I'm broke, we're drinking the last bit
I had left!" James replied, pointing over to the rapidly growing pile of
empties.

"What then?" Ryan asked, unsure what else they could play for.

James grinned and looked round at Josh. He froze, nervous about what was
coming. "Hey Josh, you seem to have had the most experience with bets
lately, what would you suggest?" The rest of them all looked too and
laughed as Josh blushed. He hoped it had just been done to humiliate him,
but they all looked on expectantly, waiting for his answer.

What could he say? Part of him knew what he wanted to suggest... anything
that would get these guys naked. He fought that urge, knowing that a
suggestion like that would probably make his friends think he was gay. The
others continued staring. Panicking, he just called out, "Spanking!" He
didn't know where it had come from. It was probably still on his mind from
his conversation with Nick yesterday. They looked shocked but not appalled,
so he explained, "Loser gets spanked by the winner. Two spanks per cheek
for every target the winner hits."

James and Liam starting cheering and clapping, while Dale just laughed. It
was only Ryan who didn't look impressed. "On the bare arse, too!" Dale
called out. The other guys renewed their cheering as Josh looked round at
Dale in surprise. The other boy blushed a little as he saw Josh staring.

"That's lame." Ryan called out.

"You scared?" James called out in a mocking tone.

"Fuck you!" Ryan snarled back.

"No, that can be the next bet!" Dale shouted out, prompting Josh to stare
again, gulping at the thought of it.

"Fine. Let's just do it." Ryan eventually gave in.

Liam named the first target and James took his shot. He hit close enough
for Liam to give him the point. Josh and Dale got nominated as ball boys,
taking it in turns to run after the ball and bring it back to the
challengers. Josh placed it in front of Ryan and smiled as he saw how
serious he looked. He really didn't want to lose this.

Ryan took his shot and hit too, this time Dale running to get the ball
back. The game continued for the next few rounds, Liam naming the targets,
Ryan and James both hitting them, Josh and Dale bringing back the ball. It
was now the start of round 5, the score was tied.

Liam looked round and saw a narrow tree a short distance away. "That tree
trunk." he said, pointing at it. "Hit anywhere in the top half, but below
the first branches."

"No problem." James said happily, Ryan muttering angrily behind him at the
younger guy's optimism. He took a few moments to aim, took his run-up and
kicked the ball. It flew through the air and hit the tree trunk exactly on
target.

As Josh returned with the ball and placed it in front of Ryan, James walked
up behind him. "No pressure. Just lose this and your arse is mine!" he
taunted.

Josh swallowed hard. He was getting extremely turned on by all of this. He
managed to rearrange himself so his swelling cock was tucked inside his
waistband, but he was sweating nervously as he waited to see what would
happen. The run-up, the kick, it flew and smacked into the tree trunk, but
barely above the ground.

Ryan looked horrified as Liam called out, "And that's a miss. Hit too
low. Our winner is James!"

The smaller teen raised his arms in the air and started running around
wildly as he cheered, circling Ryan a couple of times. Dale retrieved the
ball and came back just as Josh, James and Liam were gathering around the
loser.

"Now." Liam said, smirking. "You gonna do this like a man, or do we have to
take you down?"

Ryan was tempted to fight. He may have been able to overpower a couple of
them, but with all four ganging up on him he knew his chances were
slim. The best thing to do was just get it over with. "Whatever, you pervs
wanna see my arse so bad, here it is." He turned round, bent over and
pulled the back of his shorts and underwear down to reveal his rear. It was
much paler than the rest of him, contrasting more with the dark hair lining
his crack.

"Five targets, that's ten spanks for each cheek." Liam said, laughing at
his friend's awkwardness.

James took his position ready to spank, but stopped to ask Ryan, "Do you
want all ten on one cheek, then the other, or would you prefer if they took
it in turns?" It prompted a laugh from the other guys watching.

"Just fucking do it." Ryan said angrily.

James smirked at how much he was annoying the bigger man and raised his
hand. He brought it down with an almighty slap on the left cheek.

"You fucker." Ryan yelped, standing up straight and jumping away from the
hand. As he did it, his shorts nearly fell down and he had to grab them
quickly prompting more raucous laughter from his viewers. "He just.. caught
me by surprise." Ryan insisted, re-assuming the position.

SLAP. Down came the first spank on the other cheek. Ryan yelped again but
didn't move this time. SLAP. Number two on the left cheek. James continued
until each side had endured five. The big man's cheeks were already turning
bright red and he had more still to come.

James started with the second round of five, getting into a steady rhythm
as his hand came down. Josh was glad he'd had the foresight to tuck his
cock away otherwise he'd have been full on tenting by now. Dale, it seemed,
had not thought of that. Josh looked round amazed as he saw Dale's shorts
stretched several inches outwards as he stared at the hand striking Ryan's
hairy arse.

The spanking came to an end and Ryan quickly pulled up his shorts, rubbing
his sore cheeks through the fabric. Dale came out of his daze and turned
away, sitting down by the drinks pile as he hid his boner. Josh figured he
had the right idea and joined him. The rest soon followed and grabbed
another drink, Ryan being very careful as he sat down, much to James'
entertainment.

"That was too good." Liam said, chuckling as Ryan struggled to get
comfortable.

"Yeah, maybe for you!" Ryan snapped, disgruntled.

"Hey, it could have been worse." James replied. "You could have ended up
wanking naked in the middle of the street, right Josh?"

Again they were all laughing at Josh, but he knew they were just harmlessly
teasing which made it a lot less embarrassing as he laughed along with
them. "Look, if you wanna do that, make another bet. I'm happy to name your
forfeit."

"I'm game!" James replied happily, dropping the rest of the group into
silence. "No, I don't mean let's have a wank in the middle of the street. I
just mean... that bet was fun."

"Not for me!" Ryan chipped in, restarting the laughter.

"See, fun. So come on, who's got a challenge?" James asked.

"How about keepy-uppy!" Dale suggested, throwing the ball up in the
air. "Have a few goes each, whoever does the worst, loses."

They all looked from one another, shrugging in general agreement. "And the
forfeit?" Dale asked. Again all eyes fell on Josh.

'Go on. Suggest it. See what they say.' he thought to himself. Struggling
to think of anything better, he decided to go for it. "Strip keep-uppy?"

Again, silence. Again broken by James. "Yeah, each turn whoever does the
worst, takes something off."

"No way." Liam protested this time. "I'm not getting naked here. Way too
many people around. Someone'll call the police."

"That's your concern!" Ryan exclaimed. "Getting arrested. You wouldn't mind
stripping out here, just so long as you don't get arrested?"

Liam laughed, seeing his point and replied, "Hey, I got nothing to hide,
unlike you pencil-dick."

Ryan just grabbed his cock through his shorts and snapped back, "Bigger
than yours, tinky-winky!"

"Or we could just compare dick sizes." James laughed.

"Like you'd stand a chance, little boy." Ryan said, turning his attention
to the smaller teen.

"Look." Dale said, before things got carried away. "If you wanna do this, I
know somewhere a bit more secluded."

Ryan was fired up. He jumped to his feet and grabbed some of the
drinks. "Come on then. I'll kick all your arses."

"Well that seems fair, I just spanked yours!" James retorted with a
grin. Ryan was not amused.

The other guys got up, grabbing the rest of their stuff. Josh took the bag
of empties and followed at the back. So far he had remained mostly
uninvolved in the banter, still embarrassed about what Dale and James had
seen a few days before.

"This way." Dale said, leading the way. "We've gotta walk round the side of
the lake." They were heading the same way Josh had gone the previous
morning, the way Warren had followed. Josh's cock had remained hard all the
time they had been talking. It now seemed to stiffen a tiny bit more as
thoughts of Warren popped into his head.

Just as the five of them were about to start down the lakeside path, Josh
spotted a bin. "I'm just gonna get rid the empties. I'll catch up." he
called out as he headed away from the others.

When he reached the bin, he considered just dumping the whole bag in the
general waste section, but he'd always been a keen advocate of recycling
and couldn't resist sorting the things out. He took the cans and bottles
out of the bag one at a time, making sure the last few drops were tipped
out then dropped them in the right hole.

He was about half way through it when hands suddenly grabbed his waist. He
yelled out in surprise and dropped the bag.

"Ha, made you jump!" Dale said, moving round to the side of him.

"You fucker." Josh said, smiling as he leant down to retrieve the bag.

"Sorry, couldn't resist." Dale said, flashing a beautiful smile at Josh.

Josh thought he felt his heart literally skip a beat. 'Wow!' he thought as
he stared.

Dale looked nervously from side to side, wondering what Josh was staring
at. "What?" he asked.

Josh looked down at the bag and continued sorting. "S... sorry." he
stuttered. "Did you come over here just to scare me?"

Dale laughed. "I'm not quite that vindictive. I noticed my bag was mostly
full of empties too so I thought I'd come and get rid of them."

"Oh, okay." Josh said, not daring to look at him again.

"Why so shy all of a sudden?" Dale asked as he sorted his cans and bottles
into the recycling bins.

'Because I recently realised I'm bi and suddenly every guy who pays me any
attention becomes immediately irresistible to me.' Josh thought, but
obviously couldn't say it. "Just nervous about the game I guess." Josh
lied.

"You mean nervous about hiding your boner?" Dale asked, smiling cheekily
again.

Josh panicked, looking down.

"Dude, relax. I'm in the same boat." Dale said casually, reaching down to
squeeze his boner, tucked up into the waistband like Josh's.

Josh chuckled with relief. "I didn't realise mine showed."

"It doesn't really, you can only see it if you're really looking for it."
Dale explained.

"That's okay then." Josh said in relief. It took a second to really think
about what Dale had said. "Wait, so does that mean you were..."

"Let's catch up to the others." Dale interrupted him, his turn to blush
now.

Josh dropped the last item into the bin and followed as Dale walked
away. They walked quickly to try and catch up, neither of them speaking.

"Took ya long enough." James called out as they caught up. The three of
them had stopped on a bench, the same one Josh had been sat in the previous
morning with Warren. "Where are we going anyway?"

"It's not much further." Dale said, now leading the way. A couple of
minutes walk further down the path and Dale stopped . He moved to the back
of the path and pushed aside a few branches of a hedge, revealing a fairly
large gap. He walked through and the other four followed close behind. They
found themselves on a narrow overgrown path that wound through the trees.

Eventually, the trees cleared away into a wide open space. There was rusty
old playground equipment dotted around, some still standing, some
collapsed. From the way the path had overgrown, it was clearly a very long
time since the area had been used.

'How the hell do you find a place like this?' Josh thought to himself as he
looked at it in wonder. The trees around the old playground had grown tall
and leaned inwards over the space, shading a lot of it, but leaving a big
enough gap for a broad patch of sunlight to get through.

"Whoa. Cool place." Liam said, impressed at the find.

"Nobody's gonna call the police in here. So who's up for a game?" James
said, throwing the ball down on the ground.

There didn't seem to be any complaints now. A little hesitance, but they
were all working their way through more beers which seemed to reduce
it. James went over to the ball, obviously intending to go first. He rolled
the ball back, slipped his foot underneath it and licked it up into the
air. He kept kicking it up into the air as he and most of the others
counted. One of his kicks sent it flying a bit too far for him to recover
and it dropped to the floor. "Fifteen." Liam commented and James nodded his
agreement to the number.

James didn't look happy. "Crap start."

Ryan went next and easily reached James' score. Another couple of kicks
after, he grabbed the ball and stopped. "Seventeen." he said happily. James
nodded his reluctant agreement.

"Why did you stop?" Dale asked, confused.

Ryan smiled. "No prize for coming first, you just don't wanna come last. No
point going for hours when I've already beaten little Jamie." James gave
him the finger.

"Ah, good point." Dale replied, relieved in a way. He wasn't great at the
game, but he thought he should be able to beat fifteen. He stood up and
went next, doing the same as Ryan and stopping once he had exceeded James'
score.

"Fuck." James muttered, one step closer to losing the first round.

Liam went next and only just managed to get sixteen, causing James to swear
under his breath, convinced Liam was about to miss a couple of kicks
before.

All eyes turned to Josh as he was last. He was quietly confident. He hadn't
played keepy-uppy for quite some time, but he used to be exceptionally good
at it. Without breaking a sweat, he had reached sixteen. His confidence
growing, Josh kicked the ball right into James' chest. "You lose." he said
happily.

James caught the ball, dropped it to the floor and put his foot on it.

"Shoes count as one, so do socks!" Liam insisted.

"Whatever." James replied. He reached down and lifted his top, pulling it
off over his head and throwing it aside. Josh couldn't help staring the the
younger guy's chest. Nicely toned but not particularly muscled, with a
light covering of blonde fuzz. Josh's imagined that was just how Benny
would look in a few years.

"What the... why would you start with that? You like showing off or
something?" Dale asked as he looked at his best friend removing his top.

James just shrugged. He kick the ball into the middle of the circle the
guys had unintentionally formed. "Someone else can go first this time."

"Fine by me." Ryan said. He stepped into the middle and started the next
round. Barely even having to move, he kept the ball up for fifty kicks then
let the ball drop to the ground. "That's enough to beat any of you
pussies!" Ryan taunted, clearly trying to regain some of his macho pride
after the spanking had obliterated it.

Without really thinking about it, they followed the same order as the first
round. Dale took the ball next and managed thirty-three. When he passed
thirty, Ryan looked momentarily nervous, but soon returned to looking smug
when Dale dropped it a few kicks later. Dale watched intently as Liam went
next. He stopped when he had Dale's score beaten and passed the ball to
Josh, who also beat it. It came round to James' turn, so now it would be
either him or Dale.

Josh watched eagerly as James kicked, not only for the pleasurable sight of
the shirtless guy, but because he was happy with either outcome. It just
made a nice change for Josh not to be losing at something. Dale let out a
groan as he counted James' thirty-fourth kick.

"Is it too late to get out of this game?" Dale asked, begrudgingly removing
his shoes.

It was Dale's turn to go first so he started once again. Without shoes on,
he found it extremely difficult and after just three kicks he missed the
ball. He looked distraught. "Fuck, that's really hard without shoes." He
looked at James as the realisation of James' earlier choice hit him. The
shirtless boy just smiled.

"I'd better have my go. Wish me luck beating that score." Liam teased,
reaching for the ball.

"Forget it." Dale said angrily. "I lose that round." He pulled his socks
off and threw them down with his trainers.

The others laughed at his annoyance.

Liam started the next round, scoring just seventeen. Dale had a glimmer of
hope in his eyes. Even barefoot he thought he might be able to beat
that. Josh went next, stopping at twenty. James next, eighteen. Ryan
snatched the ball from James and kicked it into the air. He was doing well
as usual, but as he stepped aside slightly, his foot slipped and he missed
the ball, ending with a score of nine. Liam breathed a sigh of relief as
James openly laughed in Ryan's face.

"Fuck off, that wasn't fair. I should go again." Ryan shouted angrily.

"Sorry, you had your go." Liam responded happily. "You know you wouldn't
have let anyone else have another go." Ryan knew he was right and
begrudgingly accepted the answer.

Now it was all up to Dale. He only had to beat nine. A few seconds later,
the ball was dropped to his feet as he smugly looked at the mountain of
muscle stood before him and said, "Ten. That means... oh, you lose, don't
you Ryan!"

Ryan didn't hesitate for a moment. He had no qualms about showing off his
body, and he didn't want to leave himself at a disadvantage like Dale
had. He was topless seconds later. The other guys all looked on as he
stood, flexing slightly. It had been a couple of years since Josh had seen
the guy shirtless. He had always been well built, but had clearly been
working on it a lot since he left school, pecs bulging, a very defined
six-pack and biceps the size of James' legs. Whether natural or shaved, he
had no body hair at all, giving him an almost plastic appearance from the
waist up.

"Yeah, you should stare, bitches. This is what a real man looks like!" Ryan
said confidently.

"Compensating for something, pencil-dick?" Liam asked, completely
devastating what little pride Ryan had built back up.

"I got nothing to compensate for." Ryan said, trying to regain some ground.

"Whatever. My turn to start." Josh said, eager to continue the game. He
started his turn. It was amazing how quickly the skills were coming back to
him. He kept going and going, passing a hundred. He stopped at one hundred
and fifty. "And that's what a real score looks like!" Josh said, cheekily
mocking Ryan. Liam and James laughed while Dale stared at Josh,
smiling. Josh looked back and smiled in return, their eyes locked for a few
more seconds than they probably should have been.

James took his turn next, getting an new personal high score of fifty
two. Ryan followed, taking great pleasure in beating James by a single
point. Dale went next. He was getting used to doing it barefoot, but still
couldn't score past forty, finishing with thirty eight. So this round came
down to Liam or Dale. Again Josh watched eagerly. If Liam lost he would
probably choose to remove his shirt, and if Dale lost, it was his next
logical choice. Either way, a cute guy was gonna strip.

'Cute guy?' Josh thought to himself. 'That sounds so wrong. Meh, you'll get
used to it. Now come on Liam, high score!' He smiled to himself as he
realised he was hoping to see Dale take off more clothing, but stopped
before anybody could notice the dopey grin. Liam's go began and ended with
a cheer as he hit forty.

Dale looked unimpressed. Josh wondered if Dale was still suffering from his
earlier erection problems, and if he was, how he would continue to conceal
it as he removed his top. He saw the nervous young man pull the waistband
of his shorts up a little and figured he had just left it tucked into the
waistband of his boxers, with the shorts covering up the tip. Up went the
tank top, joining his footwear behind him. Josh was almost drooling at the
sight. He had gotten a pretty good idea of what his body was like earlier,
but seeing it fully exposed now was fantastic. The muscles, the hair, the
barely concealed erection.

The next round passed quickly. By the time it came to Josh, Dale was once
again in last place with a rather pathetic eleven. 'Dale in his underwear!
Dale in his underwear!' Josh was screaming inside his head. He couldn't
believe how much he wanted to see it, but as he looked round at Dale he saw
the terror in the boy's eyes. 'He knows I know he's got a boner. Just look
at him, his eyes look so sad. He's virtually begging me not to beat his
score and embarrass him. But if I don't do it, he'll just have to do it
next round. That doesn't matter, look at those eyes.' One more look at Dale
and Josh knew what he had to do. He kicked the ball up. One, two, three,
four, five, Josh faked a slip and the ball fell to the ground before he hit
six.

The other three cheered at his first loss while Dale stared at him and
mouthed, "Thank you." silently to him. That was enough to make any loss now
worthwhile. Josh was now left with a problem though, what to remove. If he
removed his shoes, he would be in the same predicament as Dale, but if he
removed his shirt, the top two inches of his cock poking out of his
waistband would be exposed. He deliberated for a moment then dropped to the
floor, pulled off his trainers and socks, then slipped the shoes back on.

The other guys just stared at him, then at each other. "Why didn't we think
of that?" Liam asked.

"Cos we're not afraid of showing some skin out here!" Ryan said, flexing
again.

"Dude, he was naked, in the street, remember. I'd say he's got fearless
pretty much covered!" James exclaimed in response.

Instead of feeling embarrassed at the reminder, Josh felt strangely proud
of himself. He looked round at Dale whose eyes continued to linger on
Josh. 'He's definitely into me. He has to be. But look at him, he's as
straight as they come.' he thought to himself, staring back.

The game continued. Thankfully the next time it came round to Josh, Dale
wasn't the worst score, it was Liam so he happily had his turn and beat
Liam. James beat it too, so that round's loser pulled off his top. Josh
once again stared at a body he hadn't seen for some years. He was as well
muscled as Ryan, which was unsurprising as they worked out together. Liam,
however, was not smooth like Ryan, his coarse light brown hair spread wide
across his chest, then tapered down in a triangle, almost like it was
pointing at his cock.

Dale's turn to start again. He kicked the ball up, but as it came back down
for the first point-scoring kick, he caught it at the wrong angle, his toes
bent back painfully and he yelled out in pain as the ball bounded to the
ground.

"You okay?" James immediately asked, worried about his best friend.

"Yeah." Dale said, distraught at his failure to score. "It only hurt for a
second. I guess we know who loses this round."

Josh was both dreading and anticipating the next move excitedly. He wanted
to see how obvious the erection was, and by extension, how big dale's cock
was, but at the same he felt painfully sorry for the embarrassment he was
about to endure when the others saw it. Dale took a deep breath, then
fiddled with his waistband a little, freeing his boner so that it didn't
poke out the top of his underwear, then pulled down his shorts. Now free of
its binding, the still-present erection stood out massively in the boy's
tight boxer briefs.

James, Ryan and Liam cheered as the shorts were pulled down, and grew even
louder as they saw the big bulge. Judging on first appearances, he would
have guessed it was maybe pushing seven inches. It was definitely closer to
Nick's size than Josh's. 'You're comparing the dick size of another
guy... against your brother.' he thought, shaking his head at how wrong it
sounded.

"Come on, are you really surprised?" Dale asked in response to their
reaction. "You get the gay guy to play a strip game with a bunch of hot
guys then act surprised when he gets hard? Let's find some tits and see how
you react!"

Josh laughed at the comment for a moment before it sunk in. 'The gay guy?
Did he really just say that?' he thought, looking to the others in shock
and waiting for their response.

"Good point." James said. "Actually I think I'd be offended if you were
looking at this and didn't get hard." He gestured towards his own body.

'Wait, they know? He's out and they're not bothered?!' Josh thought, truly
astonished. He knew his friends had changed since school, but this was
incredible. Anyone suspected of being gay back at school had been teased
mercilessly. Maybe Liam and Ryan were finally growing up. Josh realised he
probably needed to do the same. The fact that he had expected a reaction
from the others probably said a lot more about him than it did about
them. 'Psychoanalyse yourself later you fuckwit. Look at the pretty boy!'
he thought, remembering Dale was now nearly naked. One more loss and it
would all be on show.

Dale passed the ball to Liam, sighing, and said, "Let's get this over
with." he knew as much as everyone else did what was coming next. Liam
scored forty two, Josh beat it, James scored twenty nine, Ryan stopped at
thirty and the ball was back to Dale once more.

He snatched the ball from Ryan and dropped it to the ground. He looked
round angrily at the other guys. "You know what, I'm not even going to
bother playing. I lose. All you straighties can get a good look." He pulled
his underwear down to the floor and stood there naked, seven inches of
thick cock standing out from his dark bush.

While James, Liam and even Josh cheered for the naked teen, Ryan called
out, "Loser, loser!"

"Come on, no need to be a dick about it!" Josh said in a poor attempt to
defend Dale.

"Why not? He lost! I knew I couldn't lose that!" Ryan boasted. "Gays and
sport don't mix." There it was. A flash of the way Ryan had been back in
school.

Now looking more upset than embarrassed, Dale pulled his underwear back on
as James shouted at Ryan. "Whoa, not cool dude. Really not cool."

Josh was so mad. He barely knew Dale, but he already felt protective of
him, so the insult was hard to swallow. More than that though, Ryan had
accidentally insulted Josh too. Not even having a chance to think about his
response, Josh shouted out, "Really? Well I'm gay and I beat your highest
score!"

This time Josh got the reaction he had been expecting. Liam, Dale and Ryan
just stared, James laughed at the way Ryan's comment was shot down so
spectacularly in flames.

"You're gay?" Ryan and Liam asked in perfect unison.

Josh was a little shocked too. Outing himself had definitely not been on
the agenda today, but here he was. May as well go all in. "Well... bi
actually, but close enough."

"Since when?" Liam demanded.

'Thursday.' Josh thought, inwardly smiling. "It's pretty new." was all he
said.

The revelation had completely stopped everything, giving Ryan a couple of
seconds to think about what he'd said. He looked over at Dale and said
quietly, "Sorry bro, I was outta line."

Dale smiled, accepting Ryan's apology mainly because he actually looked
genuinely remorseful. "Ah, no big deal."

"Actually, I think maybe we should put Ryan's comment to the test." James
said, an idea forming in his mind. Ryan and Josh were clearly the best
players there. Why don't we go for another bet, just those two,
one-on-one. Straight versus sort-of-gay."

Josh and dale both laughed at James' choice of words to describe Josh,
while the smile returned to Ryan's face as things returned to normal. "No
problem. The forfeit?"

"Loser strips everything else off." James suggested.

"Then runs a lap of the lake." Liam added.

"Then jerks off!" Dale finished.

Josh and Ryan stared at each other in disbelief. Josh didn't revel in the
thought of the forfeit, but after the last few days it seemed like a fairly
minor inconvenience. On top of that, his confidence in his ball skills had
grown quickly. "Okay then." he said calmly.

Ryan was cornered now. If he refused after Josh had accepted, he would look
like a total coward, or like he didn't think he could beat the gay boy in
the challenge. "No problem, I'm happy to kick arse again."

Liam pulled a coin out of his pocket and said, "Flip for who decides the
order. Ryan, call it in the air." He flipped the coin.

"Heads." Ryan called out before it landed.

They all rushed closer to see. "Tails it is!" Liam called out.

Josh smiled. "Okay, Ryan can go first."

Ryan took the ball, found the flattest spot he could find and started
kicking it up as the others watched. Both Liam and James were keeping
counting quietly under their breath, while Josh just stared intently. He
was distracted though as he felt a hand on his back. He looked to his side
and saw it was Dale, still wearing just underwear, who was touching him
delicately. Josh smiled at him, the returned to watching Ryan's challenge.

He seemed to be showing no signs of stopping, confidently breezing past
Josh's earlier high score of one hundred and fifty. Ryan was starting to
get smug, showing off with his kicks and looking over at Josh to taunt
him. It ultimately proved to be his downfall as one of the kicks, meant to
show off, instead just bounced straight ahead of him too far to retrieve
for the next kick.

"I got One hundred and eight four." Liam said, looking at James who had
also heard counting.

"Same here." James agreed.

Ryan was annoyed that he had slipped but was trying his best not to let it
show as he walked over to the group and handed Josh the ball. "Let's see
what you got then." he said, feigning more confidence than he actually had.

"Okay." Josh grinned. "But then we'll all get to see what you've got!" He
looked down at Ryan's shorts then up at the others.

Josh took his position where Ryan had been standing, took a deep breath and
looked at his audience. He could tell everyone except Ryan was rooting for
him. Their support was even more encouraging as he considered the earlier
revelation about his sexuality and how little they had been bothered. Ever
since things started with Benny, it had been one of his biggest fears, but
as James pointed out earlier Josh was a pretty fearless guy.

Josh began, carefully keeping the ball up, his kicks remaining simple and
controlled. Show-boating was what had ended Ryan's turn and Josh was not
about to lose the same way. Aside from that, Josh was determined to
win. Not only to rub it in Ryan's smug face but also so that, for once,
Josh wouldn't be the one who ended up naked. 'Naked Ryan.' Josh thought to
himself. He looked over the his opponent. 'Not that he's exactly wearing
much now. Okay, stop thinking about that. Pay attention or you're gonna
lose. Fuck, what was I up to?'

"What am I up to?" Josh called out when he realised he had lost count.

"Hundred and twelve." Dale called out quickly.

Hearing the number helped, but the fact it came from Dale almost hindered
him just as much. The sound of his voice made him flash back to when the
handsome stud had pulled down his underwear earlier. 'I'd have sucked that
right there.' he thought, getting annoyed at being distracted again. He
tried to put the thoughts out of his head as he continued.

Again he had no idea what he was up to, but he suddenly heard a cheer from
Dale, Josh and Liam, while Ryan looked like he had been kicked in the
gut. Josh smiled as he realised it meant he had won. He kicked the ball
high into the air. "And that..." he said, then span round quickly, kicking
the ball as it came back down, sending it flying straight into
Ryan. "... is how you win!" he finished the sentence with the biggest smile
he had ever felt.

"Time to pay up." Liam said to his best friend, smirking at his misfortune.

"Fine." Ryan snapped. He kicked off his footwear then pulled down his
shorts and briefs. He had been quite justified earlier in defending the
size of his penis. It was soft, but still hung a good four inches long,
thick too, nestled in a small carefully trimmed patch of dark hair. Until
he saw it erect, it was hard to tell its actual size, he could still be a
grower or a shower, but he definitely had enough down there to satisfy. As
Josh caught a view of his rear, he noticed the cheeks were still slightly
red from his spanking.

Ryan quickly covered up with his hands, his arms pushing his pecs together
to make man-cleavage as he did it. "Let's go then." James said, leading the
way back to the lakeside path. They all emerged from the gap and looked
expectantly at Ryan.

"I'll be right back." Ryan said, trying to sound casual despite how
terrified he looked. He started running, glad that nobody was in sight on
their part of the path. As the group watched on, Ryan was just about to
reach the part where the path curved out of sight when a man walked round
the corner. He almost jumped in the lake as he saw the naked man running
his way, to the entertainment of the guys watching, but then Ryan was gone.

"You know what the best part is." Dale said happily. The others looked at
him prompting him to continue. "By the time Ryan has lopped round the whole
lake, he'll have to pass that same guy again!" They laughed as they thought
of the man finally walking the rest of the way round the lake and being
confronted by Ryan for the second time. They stood waiting for Ryan to
emerge on the opposite side of the lake. It was quite far and it was hard
to make out any great detail, but a large man running nude might just stand
out a little.

Ryan appeared and they cheered, just as the man who Ryan had passed walked
by, looking strangely at Dale who was still in just his underwear and the
two other shirtless guys. "Having fun, boys?" he asked, smiling.

"Yeah." James said, smirking. "Sorry if our friend made you jump."

"No big deal." The man shrugged. "Just a bit of fun, isn't it!"

The man carried on walking, but James called after him. "Hey, could you do
us a favour?"

The man looked back. "Depends what it is."

"Our friend should be coming back round in a minute. When he's near, could
you just say 'Hi Ryan, how's Nicola?' please. That's his Mum's name, it'll
totally freak him out if he thinks you know her." James requested.

The other three burst into laughter, as did the passing man who agreed to
do it and carried on. By now Ryan had disappeared out of sight again, but
they knew he would come back into sight on their stretch of path at any
moment. The man was just about to reach the part that curved out of sight
when Ryan came running round, now slower than when he started.

They were too far away to hear, but they could see the man speak. Ryan
stopped in his tracks, causing the other four to fall into hysterics. They
were still laughing when Ryan got back to them, panting and
sweating. Saying nothing, he pushed past them and headed back down the
path, his cheering spectators following close behind.

As they re-entered the old playground, Ryan went for his clothes.

"Forgetting something?" Josh asked, taunting as he referred to the rest of
the forfeit.

"Oh come on, isn't that run enough? You got any idea how busy the park is
now?" Ryan complained, but it just prompted more laughing. "Besides, unlike
most of you, I'm straight. I'm not gonna get it up or cum with all you guys
around me."

Josh stared at him, thinking. "Okay, I'm not gonna just let you off the
hook, but I'll give you a chance to get out of it. I've got an idea, but it
involves all you guys. Who's game?"

There was a general murmur of agreement. They figured they'd come this far,
may as well see what else was going to happen. Josh went and picked up five
of the beer cans and a little stone from the ground. He dropped the stone
into one of the cans then carried them over to the others.

"What's the game, Josh?" James asked, clearly excited about whatever was
about to happen.

"Well Ryan, you said you probably couldn't make yourself cum yourself, so
you don't have to!" Josh explained. Ryan looked massively relieved. "We're
all going to pick a can. If you get the one with the stone, you get out of
the forfeit completely."

"Worth a shot." Ryan said, reaching for the cans.

"Wait." Liam called out before he could grab one. "What exactly happens if
one of us gets the stone?"

Josh grinned, happy someone had asked in time. "Then Ryan still doesn't
have to jerk off." Josh explained, Ryan smiled in relief and the others
looked confused. "Because the person who gets the stone has to make him cum
instead!"

"Nuh-uh. No way, not a chance!" Ryan insisted.

"Best get jerking then. We'll get comfortable for the show." Josh replied,
taking a seat facing Ryan. His confidence was growing by the second. This
performance was worthy of his master who probably couldn't have manipulated
the situation any better than he was doing now.

"And what about us?" Liam asked. "I don't wanna jerk the big moron off."

Ryan and Liam both needed convincing. James and Dale had remained silent so
far, Josh taking that as a sign that they were at least willing, if not
eager.

"Okay then. Well let's say any guy who refuses to complete a forfeit gets
stripped by the rest of us and left here naked when we leave. You thought
running round the lake was embarrassing, try walking home naked!" Josh
suddenly found himself thanking Benny and Nick for their cruelty, it had
been the perfect inspiration.

"Fuck. Okay, one in five chance anyway, probably won't be me." Liam said,
accepting his part on the game.

"So, Ryan. Are you playing with us?" Josh asked, pointing to the cans. "Or
just playing with yourself?"

"One in five chance." he repeated Liam's words. "Whatever, can we just get
it over with."

Josh looked to the rest of them and they all gathered. One by one they
picked up a can, keeping it completely still. "Okay, shake." Josh ordered.

In unison, they all shook their cans. Ryan's face dropped as he realised
the rattling wasn't coming from his tin. As one, they all looked at Josh,
whose tin contained the rattling stone.

"Fuck." Ryan muttered.

"Bollocks." Josh exclaimed. He had counted on his luck continuing a little
longer. Instead the plan had backfired a little, or so it seemed. As he
thought about it, he got quite excited at the thought of handling
Ryan. "Okay, let's get this done."he said, approaching Ryan while the other
three watched in silence.

Ryan sat down on the floor, then lay on his back putting his arm over his
face. "Just cos you're doing it, that doesn't mean I have to watch you do
it." He explained as he did it. "Besides, this won't work anyway. You're
not gonna make me cum cos I won't even get hard, not with a dude touching
me."

"Sure of that, are you?" James asked as he moved closer to watch the show.

Ryan removed his arm and looked up at the younger guy. "Yeah, unlike most
of you, I'm actually straight."

"Okay, new bet." James said.

"Fuck's sake, what now?" Ryan demanded, sitting up, doing everything he
could not to look at Josh who was knelt beside him.

"If Josh can't make you hard in ten minutes, he stops and you can get
dressed." James said, smirking knowingly.

Ryan huffed in frustration. Once again freedom was dangled in front of
him. "And if he can?"

"Then he makes you cum as planned, but then you get to return the favour."
James finished.

"You're on." Ryan agreed quickly. "All I have to do is not get turned on by
a guy? This one's mine." He lay back down.

Liam, Dale and James all stood behind Josh as he leant in to begin, Ryan
laying back down and covering his face. Josh took hold of Ryan's soft cock
and watched as the big guy squirmed. He began stroking it, gradually
getting faster.

"Five minutes." Liam said, looking at his watch.

Ryan still showed no sign of growth, so Josh resorted to other methods. He
leant over and took the cock in his mouth. "What the fuck?" Ryan called out
as he felt it, but didn't move, concentrating hard on making sure his cock
didn't react.

Josh continued his oral barrage, ecstatic as he felt the shrivelled organ
slowly start to swell. Gradually, it filled more and more of his mouth.

"Time!" Liam called out.

Ryan's cock was completely hidden inside Josh's mouth. He slowly slid it
out as the others watched. As the tip slipped out from between his lips, it
remained pointing straight up into the sky to the sound of cheering.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Ryan was muttering to himself, infuriated at his own
penis' reaction.

"May as well carry on then." Josh said, going back down onto the stiff dick
in front of him.

Silence fell across the group again as Josh sucked and licked. The cock was
extremely thick, stretching his mouth a little, but was shorter than Nick's
cock by about an inch, making it fit all the way into Josh's mouth without
making him choke.

Josh couldn't believe what he was doing. Coming out to his friends was one
thing, but actually sucking cock in front of them was something entirely
different. He couldn't figured what he was enjoying more, having an
audience for new hobby, or the fact that Ryan was so obviously enjoying the
blow job but trying to pretend he wasn't.

Ryan's lips were pressed together hard, doing everything he could to stifle
his moans of enjoyment, but as he felt the orgasm approaching, he couldn't
hold it in any longer. He opened his mouth, gasping and moaning. Leaving it
right until the last second, Josh pulled away from Ryan just in time to
make the frustrated man shoot a load all over his own abs, the cock
swinging back and forth as it twitched.

The naked man lay there for a minute after he had cum, not wanting to
remove his arm and face the others. Earlier in the day, he had thought the
spanking he received was the most embarrassed he could ever feel, then the
run round the lake took the top spot, but this blew both those things out
of the water. Getting a boner because of a guy, having a guy make him cum,
it was humiliating and sadly he knew it wasn't over. Finally sitting up and
looking at the other guys, his face turned as red as his arse cheeks.

There was no laughing now though. They all knew how embarrassing it must
have been for the guy, and at least he'd had the nerve to go through with
it. Most straight guys would have outright refused.

"What, so now I gotta jerk Josh off too?" Ryan asked calmly, his
embarrassment levels already so high that nothing he said now could make it
worse.

"Maybe not Josh." James suggested. "Let's let the cans decide."

Nobody really objected to anything any more. All limits and restrictions
seemed a distant memory. James gathered the cans together again and
shuffled them round before putting them down in the middle of the group of
guys. Again they all took one and on James' instruction, shook them. This
time it was Liam holding the one with the stone.

Liam stared at Ryan, Ryan stared back, both looking appalled at the
thought. "No." Ryan said flatly. "I've had enough of this shit. I'm not
doing any more."

"Fair enough." Josh said. "If you don't want to do it, we can't make you. I
think it's time to leave, guys." Josh walked away from the naked man,
reaching down to grab his clothing.

"Hey, what you doing with those?" Ryan called after him, climbing up off
the ground.

Josh just carried on walking as he spoke. "You remember the deal. You
refuse, you get left here naked."

"Whatever." Ryan said, refusing to back down. He watched angrily as Josh
headed down the narrow path, closely followed by the other three who were
hastily pulling their clothing back on.

The four of them were walking along the path by the lake when they heard
the shout behind them. "Fucking twats. Get back here, I'll do it."

"I thought he might say that." Josh smiled. James and Dale laughed. Liam
didn't though, knowing what this meant for him. They made their way back
behind the very angry and very naked Ryan.

"So, what? I gotta jerk Liam off?" Ryan said, standing with arms folded in
front of him as then others spread out around him.

"You've just gotta make him cum. Jerk him off, suck him, whatever you
like. For all I care, you can let him fuck you." Josh said, joking. As he
looked round he saw Dale squeezing his boner through his shorts.

"Whatever." Ryan said dismissively. "C'mon Lee, get all that off. If I had
to do it naked, so do you."

Liam pulled his tank top back off and was just reaching for his shorts when
he said, "Hey, how is this fair? I never lost anything but I still have to
do this."

"That's just how it goes." James said, happily safe from any forfeits so
far.

Liam muttered something under his breath, but removed his clothing and
stood in front of Ryan anyway. Not even daring to make eye contact with his
friend, Ryan reached out and took hold of Liam's limp cock. It hung down
about three inches, over quite big low hanging balls. Ryan looked like he
was going tom throw up, while Liam looked equally unimpressed. After a few
minutes of awkward tugging, it remained as flaccid as it had been at the
start.

"Come on, we'll be here all day at this rate!" James heckled them, getting
very angry glances from them both.

"Maybe Ryan needs some help to get him started." Dale said, walking towards
them. He knelt in front of Liam, pushing Ryan's hand aside for a moment and
took the cock in his mouth. Much as it had been for Josh and Ryan, it
didn't take long before Liam responded to the oral stimulation. Josh stared
happily as Dale sucked Liam to full hardness, then pulled away and placed
Ryan's hand back on it.

Ryan pumped at it violently, clearly keen to just get it over with as soon
as possible. His vigorous treatment was making Liam gasp in both pleasure
and pain. Unintentionally, he found himself leaning against Ryan for
support, for a few moments neither man seeming bothered about the
skin-on-skin contact. By the time Liam's gasps indicated he was ready to
shoot, his head was pressed against the taller guy's chest.

"Ah, yeah." Liam moaned quietly, then shot several thick strings of cum
onto the ground. Ryan found he was breathing almost as heavily as his
friend when they finished. The two stood leaning on each other for a few
moments after Liam had finished, catching their breaths accidentally making
eye contact and jumping away from each other awkwardly.

The two young men got dressed without any objection from Josh or the other
two, then walked over to face them. "Can I make a suggestion?" Josh said,
prompting worried looks from most of the group. "No more bets, lots more
drinking!"

The suggestion got a cheer as they grabbed a few more beers and opened
them. They decided to stay there in the playground. On top of the fact that
Ryan was keen to avoid seeing anyone in the park after his naked run, the
general seclusion was quite pleasant and the shade of the tall trees
overhead kept the area pleasantly cool.

They had all been sitting round talking, when Ryan decided to go and start
kicking the ball around again. Liam followed first, and then James, leaving
Josh and Dale alone. At first it was a little awkward, both young men
turning a little shy after the events of the day, but they soon relaxed as
the conversation flowed.

The afternoon passed quickly and, compared to the morning, uneventfully. It
was only when the booze ran out that they started thinking about
leaving. Ryan and Liam had gone first, by now a tiny bit drunk and had
parted with excessive amounts of hugs. Josh had been ordered not to leave
it so long without seeing them next time, which he made a mental note
of. Bets and forfeits aside, it had been great just to catch up with his
mates.

When the other three decided to go, they had walked slowly back through the
park, talking all the way. James and Dale's route took them right past
Josh's house, so he walked that far with them before saying goodbye. He had
got a fist-bump from James who decided to get one last taunt in as he said,
"Nice to meet you Josh, with clothes on anyway!"

Josh had blushed, particularly as he realised they were stood only metres
away from where they had seen him. James started sauntering away as Josh
turned to face Dale.

"It was... really great meeting you." Josh said, staring down at his feet.

"Yeah, you too." Dale agreed, also looking away.

At the same time, they both leaned forward into a hug, which held a few
seconds longer than a normal goodbye hug. Their eyes met as they
parted. 'Kiss him, kiss him!' Josh's brain was screaming at him, but he
couldn't do it. A few seconds later, it looked like Dale was going to do it
instead, but the second he began to lean in, James jumped on him from
behind.

"Come on. I wanna go home!" he said impatiently, getting Dale into a
headlock. The younger guy dragged Dale away, who eventually broke free. As
he did, he looked back at Josh, smiled and raised his hand to wave
slightly.

Josh smiled back, waved too then headed into the house.