Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2004 23:43:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Back <icarus1012001@yahoo.com>
Subject: It was a crazy game of Poker chapter 2

This is homoerotic fiction, if this offends you or is
illegal in your country or state please leave now.  The
characters in this story are all over 18 and almost
everywhere to read this you legally should be too (some
places 21).  All of the characters are products of my
imagination.  Enjoy, and please do be careful.


Sean shrugged his shoulders, what could he do.  He stood
there waiting for them to start walking, he didn't
particularly want to walk past them to go into the bathroom
for fear that he would get his ass slapped by them as he
went.

However that was the idea that had occurred to the four of
them.  They were waiting for Sean to go past them so that
they could each give his hot butt a slap, especially John
and Tony who had yet to be able to give Sean a swat, since
they had been sitting further away from him than Steve and
Brad.

After a few seconds Steve grew impatient, and drawing his
hand back slapped Sean on the ass again.  "Get going slave
boy.  We need to get you as smooth as well your bottom."

That got Sean going, and sure enough as he walked by each
one of them slapped his ass.  Brad did it twice since Sean
didn't move quick enough for his tastes.  All of this left
Sean's ass a little pinker than before.

As soon as Sean got to the bathroom and the electric razor
had come out to shave him down he started begging.  "guys
you can't shave my pubes what will the team think. Please
I'll do anything you want, just don't shave me down."

John slapped him on the ass again.  "You will do whatever we
want, that's what it means to be our slave boy.  You agreed
to that you would shave yourself if you lost, so its time to
pay up."

Sean knew there was no use trying to argue with them, and
they were right he had only himself to blame for this mess,
if he had just folded he would have stripped off his boxers
for a second then put them back on, but now the humiliation
was going to last all week, and he suspected even longer.
The worst part of all of this was that he was standing there
naked in front of them and his dick was rock hard.  It was
so embarrassing, that his face was redder than his ass, er
bottom.

Tony turned on the electric razor.  "All right Sean I'm
going to get started so hold still.   Tony quickly shaved
the back of Sean's well developed legs.  Glancing up Tony
saw that there wasn't any hair on Sean's butt or back.  He
gave Sean a slap on the bottom.  "Turn around."  Tony
whistled when he saw that Sean was still rock hard.  "God
man you really are getting off on this, just don't explode
in my face, in fact why don't you lie down on your back to
make this easier for me."

Sean went even redder then before at this last comment.  He
lay down on the cold tile floor, it felt good on his
reddened ass.  He immediately noticed that his legs felt
different, not strange since he normally shaved his legs
during the season but a little odd.  He looked up at them,
they looked even bigger now that he was laying down.  Damn
he thought rugby players sure do have big muscles.  It was
then that he noticed that Tony was hard through his shorts,
looking around he noticed that all of them were hard.  He
could tell that they were all better endowed than he was,
especially Brad who looked to be hung like a horse.  But it
was at that moment that he felt more vulnerable then at any
time before this.  He was lying naked, and hard, on the
ground, with a bunch of rugby players around him who looked
like they would like nothing better than to fuck his ass.
Tony next went to work on his chest.  A few seconds later
Sean's chest was as smooth as his legs.  Tony they moved
onto the pits, within moments the hair under Sean's arms was
gone.  This left just the patch of hair around his cock and
balls.  "Allright Sean its time to lose the hair around your
dick."   Tony held the razor up for a second.  "I would be
very still."  He then went for the hair that guarded the
cock.

"Looks like you won't be fire-crotch for a while."  Brad
said, as the last of the hair around Sean's cock and balls
disappeared.  This drew laughter from the rest of them.

"That's it Sean."  Tony said.  "You can get up and grab a
shower, then we'll make sure that I didn't miss anything."

Sean got up, he immediately felt a slap on his butt from
John.  It stung like hell, God how had he fallen so far he
thought.  He had been sweating a little bit so a lot of his
hair was still sticking to his body.  He walked, towards the
shower on the other side of the bathroom.  His cock was
still rock hard, which was super embarrassing.  He also
noticed that walking with a stiffie was somewhat strange,
his cock was standing straight out in front of him and there
were four other guys watching and giggling to say nothing of
the video camera.  He was still beat red.  He got into the
shower and went to close the curtain, but as he was doing so
Steve yelled out "leave it open so that we get this on tape
and we can make sure that you are not doing anything that
you are not supposed to be doing." This drew more laughter.

This had to be the height of humiliation, Sean thought.  He
couldn't even control his environment when he was taking a
shower.  He showered as fast as he possibly could.  Five
minutes later he jumped out of the shower, the damned video
camera was still capturing everything.

"Good now turn around nice and slow to make sure that we
didn't miss anything."   As Sean turned around the thought
kept going through his mind that he couldn't believe that
this was happening to him.

As he was turning round the second time he felt another
sharp slap on his butt.  It was Tony "allright Sean I think
that's everything."

John tossed him a towel.  "Here dry off"  For a few blessed
seconds there was something blocking Sean's privates from
everyone to see.  "Then you can get dressed."

Sean laughed, maybe this was it they had their fun and now
it was over.

He wrapped the towel around himself, and started walking for
the door.  Steve grabbed the towel, his hand again making
contact with Sean's smooth white upper butt, and with a pull
Sean was standing naked again his cock now only at half
mast.  "What are you doing, you don't wear a towel like a
real man, you're a slave boy you don't have anything to
hide, now go and get dressed with the clothes we laid out
for you."   He added a hard slap to Sean's ass.  As he
walked by John and Tony each of them added their own well
placed swats to Sean's ever more pink butt.

John grabbed the video camera and they all followed Sean.
John zoomed in on Sean's rear end - God he thought - the way
the twin cheeks moved up and down on that beautiful white
bubble butt was erotic, even John added to himself if it was
a guy.

Sean got to his room and all of his hopes faded.  The outfit
that awaited him was a pair of jeans that had been cut so
that most of the legs were gone, and a tight black tee-shirt
that had most of the bottom part cut away.  They were his
clothes, he didn't really wear the jeans that much because
they were a little tight and the Tee was something that he
only wore clubbing.  Well at least he thought I get to
choose my underwear.  As he walked over towards his
underwear drawer his butt received another slap, that was
when he remembered the rule about free balling.

He walked back over to the clothes lying on his bed and
pulled the tee-shirt over his head, as he suspected it did
not even reach his stomach.  It was also ectremely tight,
nicely showing off his pecs.  Sean then picked up the cut
off jeans and pulled them on.  Not only had they been cut
short, almost all of his thighs were exposed, but they were
also extremely tight.  He fastened the top button together
and reached for the second one on the fly, only to remember
the other reason why he never wore these shorts: the button
for the fly had fallen off.  This meant that if he moved the
wrong way his cock would be visible to anyone who happened
to be looking.  He looked at himself in the mirror.  His
pacs were traced by the tight black teeshirt, which nicely
showed off his chest, and without a pair of underwear the
outline of his straining dick could be clearly seen through
the thin faded blue jeans.

Suddenly Sean was torn from his reflections by another slap
on his butt.  Brad smiled, his hand was still on Sean's
bottom, tracing the outline of his crack.  "Get your shoes
and socks on slut, we're going for a ride."  He slapped
Sean's butt again, before leaving to get his own shoes and
socks.

 A ride Sean thought, wearing this.   Hopefully they would
at least bring the car up to the building so that as few
people would see him as possible when they went out the door

Sean emerged from his bedroom a few seconds later.  The
other guys were ready.  "Get your keys Sean, we're taking
your car." Commanded Tony.  He walked back to his bedroom
and grabbed the keys off of a key hook on the wall.

When he came back Tony looked around and seeing that the
others were ready said, "lets roll."  He motioned for Sean
to take the lead.

As Sean walked by Brad, with one hand, grabbed the back belt-
loop on Sean's shorts and gave them a strong yank up.  This
exposed the rest of Sean's now hairless legs and the lower
part of his bubble butt.   At the same time it clearly
revealed the outline of Sean's rock solid cock pushed up
against the thin denim of his jeans.  With his other hand,
Brad administered two slaps, one on each leg, right where
the denim had been just a second before.

Sean winced.  It was not so much the pain, though the slaps
certainly stung, and the pulling of the shorts had the
effect of giving him a wedgie, rather it was the
humiliation.  He had been in this position for less than two
hours and already all four of them were taking full
advantage of the situation, and he had a bad feeling that it
was only going to get worse.

A few seconds later they were out the door, Sean was forced
to walk at least ten feet in front of them.  It was
fortunate thought Sean that they were taking his car.  It
was parked about 150 yards away in one of the student lots
for upperclassmen.  That said however it was a Friday night
and there would be quite a few people out, and even though
it was dark Sean did not want to think about what people
would say.

Sure enough as soon as they were outside Sean began to
strange looks and a couple of giggles and even wolf call
from one of the guys they passed.  But apart from that they
made it to his car without incident.  "Give me your keys,
slaveboy, said John."   Sean handed them over and received
another slap on his already sore ass.  He sat down with Brad
on one side of him and Tony on the other.  Sean found it
really uncomfortable to sit.  His butt was sore, but he
really couldn't move since Brad and Tony were on either side
of him.  As soon as they were seated next to him their hands
were all over him.   Tony was playing with his tits, Brad
had his hands inside of Sean's legs.  He slapped each one of
Sean's inner thighs a couple of times before moving his
hands over Sean's cock, and outlining his dick with his
fingers.

Sean's cock had been rock solid before.  The movement of the
denim pressing against his cock and balls had seen to that.
But now he began to really feel turned on.  Suddenly Brad
pulled his hand off of Sean's pants and gave his thigh
another quick slap.  Sean looked down and saw that there was
spot of precum on his jeans.  This caused an explosion of
laughter from Brad and Tony.

Steve looked back and joined in the laughter.  "I don't know
if our slaveboy should be enjoying himself that much" John
added.

For his part Sean only felt frustration, he had been seconds
away from cumming when Brad had stopped rubbing his member
through the jeans.  "Fuck you Brad" he shouted "you would
fucking almost cum to if you were given a hand job."

Brad grabbed a hold of Sean and flipped him over so that
Sean's butt was facing him.  He then grabbed the button on
Sean's shorts and quickly undid it.  With one hand he pulled
the shorts down to Sean's ankles, revealing his still
pinkish coloured bottom and exposing his still solid cock.
All this happened so fast that Sean did not ever realize
what had occurred until his pants were around his ankles and
he was partially over Brad's knee.  It was then that Sean
fully realized how much larger and stronger these guys were
than himself, and before Sean could say anything Brad was
administering a series of ten very hard swats on his now
completely exposed bottom.  This left Sean gasping and his
butb burning.    "That was for the first swear."  Brad then
gave him another ten, this left Sean on the verge of tears
and his butt a deeper red.  "That was for the second fuck"
Sean closed his eyes, he knew what was coming next.  Brad
started again but at ten he kept right on going until he hit
twenty.  Sean had tears streaming down his face, and his
butt was on fire.  "That was for the `cum' and `hand-job.'"
Brad yanked Sean's pants back up and reattached the button.
"Maybe next time you'll remember the rules" said Brad.  This
drew laughter from the other three.

Sean could barely sit down.  "Don't worry" said John "We'll
be there in just a few seconds.

Sean wiped the tears from his eyes.  "Brad that killed," he
said, making sure not to again use language that Brad would
find offensive, as he rubbed his now extremely sore rear
end.

"Well in future don't swear," said Brad.

"That's not going to be easy" Sean replied.

"Then your butt is going to be sore an awful lot," Brad
continued "for every swear you make it will be ten swats on
your totally naked bottom."

Sean was about to reply when John announced that they had
arrived.

He looked up.  They had arrived at a large store with the
letters XXX across the front.  "All right slave-boy it's
time for you to go on a little shopping trip." Said Steve,
with a wicked grin on his face.  John pulled out a list and
handed it to Sean along with 200 hundred bucks.  (Brad's
father was a real-estate mogul who gave his son anything
that he wanted.)  "Go on in there and ask the guy behind the
desk for each of those things," John added.

Tony opened the door and got out.  Sean followed; as Tony
got back in he gave Sean another slap on the butt.

As he walked up to the store he opened the list to see what
was on it.   Brad had written it:

"Things for slave Sean to buy:"

  1.)  Jockstraps - 7 one for each day of your servitude.
     They should be white, cover as little of your body as
     possible, and be at least two sizes smaller then the
     underwear you typically wear.
  2.)  Butt Plug - 1
3.)  Dildos - 2 One large and one Small.
  4.)  Dog collar and leash.  The dog collar should be black
     leather without spikes.
  5.)  Cock ring.  Make sure to buy one that has a ring to
     attach the leash
  6.)  Paddle - 1 Black leather
  7.)  Handcuffs - 1 pair
8.)  A French maid's apron, as see through as possible
  9.)  Finally 2 hardcore gay DVD's, and since you like
     spanking so much get two of those.

   "As soon as you have paid for the items put the dog
collar on.  Then come back outside and we will pick you up"

Sean walked into the store and towards the counter to join
the line.  The store was well lit, a sharp contrast to the
parking lot, which had had no lights whatsoever.   There
were at least three or four other customers in the store,
not including the two people in line.    Sean immediately
felt vulnerable and exposed.  His dick was still rock hard,
and clearly outlined, under the thin denim.  It was clear
that he was not wearing underwear.   Also because of his
hard-on, the shorts that were already tight were pulled even
tighter, providing a clear definition of his bubble butt for
anyone who cared to look, and to top it all off the pre-cum
stain had still not evaporated. In addition, his flat belly
was completely exposed, and while the tight black tee shirt
covered his pecs they were so well outlined that he might as
well have not been wearing a shirt at all.   The guy behind
the desk looked at him and softly chuckled.  Sean quickened
his pace to the desk.  The only thing he wanted to do was
buy this stuff and get out of the store.  One of the
customers had noticed him and gave a whistle.  This drew the
attention of the entire store.  Sean could tell without
looking that every eye in the store was on him, and the
rather scanty clothes that he was wearing.  By the time that
he got in line his face was a brighter shade of red then his
poor bottom had been after Brad had gotten done spanking it
just a few minutes before.

A few seconds after Sean joined the line an older man came
up right behind him.  Sean could feel him breathing, he was
literally on top of him.  Suddenly Sean felt a hand ever so
slightly pass over his rear end.  He almost jumped out of
his skin.  He turned around.  Sean had not thought that
things could get any worse, he was angry, and tired of
people touching his butt, with the guys waiting in the car
it was one thing, that was part of a bet, but this guy had
no right.  He opened his mouth to tell the guy to fuck off
but no words came out.  He just stood there with his mouth
hanging open.  He knew this man.

"Hello Sean" the older man said with a warm smile.  Sean
continued to stare at him mouth hanging wide open.  It was
Professor Knox.  He had taken Intro to Biology with Knox his
freshman year, and was signed up to take Human Anatomy with
him next term.   Professor Knox continued "You can close
your mouth Sean, while you may be dressed like a cocksucker
but we are in public."  Sean closed his mouth he wanted to
say something but nothing came out.  Suddenly Knox's hand
was on Sean's cock, feeling it through the denim.  "My we
are hard tonight" Knox said with the same smile.   He
motioned to Sean.  He was next.   He turned around to face
the store clerk.

Sean pulled out the list and handed it, absent-mindedly, to
the guy behind the counter.  The man looked at the list and
smiled.  "How large do you want the jocks?" He asked Sean.
Before Sean could answer.  Professor Knox jumped in; he
looked at Sean, as if assessing a piece of meat, and then
gave the clerk an answer.  Sean's eyes went wide, the size
Knox had given was three sizes smaller then he normally
wore, and Knox's hand was back on Sean's butt, lightly
massaging it.   He tried to say something but all that came
out was a little gasp.  The clerk however also seemed to
have his doubts, and suggested that maybe they should try a
couple of sizes larger.  Knox asked if Sean could try a pair
on.  This suddenly brought Sean back, "I don't want to try a
pair on in front of him."   He didn't really want to try on
a pair in front of Knox either, but in his state it had come
out a little wrong.

This earned him a slap on his butt from Knox.  What on earth
was happening Sean thought?  "Don't be silly" said Knox.  He
pointed at a curtain "Go back there and try them on and then
come back out so we can see whether they are the right
size." Sean hesitated.  This brought him another slap "Get
going," said Knox.    So Sean went into the back.   How had
this happened, first it was losing the poker game and not
being smart enough to walk away, now professor Knox,  and
the clerk had just listened to him.  During the conversation
between the clerk and Knox it had almost been as if Sean had
not been there.  It was the clothes he knew it, the clerk
had probably assumed that Knox and he had some sex game
going.  Well though Sean he had to try the jocks on anyways
since he needed to buy seven of them.  He pulled off his
jeans and tried on the smaller pair first.  God they were
tight he thought, if the jeans left little to the
imagination these left none.  The outline of his still rock
hard cock was completely clear, and his butt was totally
exposed, except for these two little straps, in fact if
anything Sean felt more naked now than he did when he was
naked.

He was shaken out of these reflections when the curtain was
pulled aside by Knox.  The clerk was right behind him, and
while the changing room was a little off to the side Sean
could see most of the rest of the store.  His hands
immediately went for his dick, which was already covered by
the jock, but still it was the principle of the thing.

Knox turned to the clerk "He's still a little shy."   Sean
turned beat red.

The clerk responded "very cute though.  But they do look
tight on him."  Sean couldn't believe this they were
analyzing him like he was some toy.

Knox nodded "but he doesn't have much of a cock, so they can
be a little tighter."  If possible Sean turned even redder.
He opened his mouth and was about to say something when Knox
said to him "All right Sean those will be fine, you can
change back into your shorts."  With that both the shop
clerk and Professor Knox walked away, but they did not close
the curtain.  Sean pulled it shut.  He pulled off the jock
and put back on the tight shorts.  Damn his cock was still
hard.

He walked out and back to the front desk. The rest of the
things on the list were on the desk.

The clerk informed him that the total was $187.65 cents.
Sean put the money on the counter.  The clerk quickly bagged
everything except the collar.  The clerk then gave the bag
and the change to Knox.  They walked to the exit

Knox gave the bag and the change to Sean.  He then held up
the collar and put it around Sean's neck.   When he finished
his hand wandered down to Sean's nipple, which he gave a
little squeeze, and then down to his still hard cock.  He
traced the cock's outline.  He smiled at Sean and with his
hand still on his dick he   whispered in his ear "Human
anatomy can be a fascinating course, but the best way to
learn the subject is by hands on experience." He gave Sean
another slap on the butt and with a final squeeze of Sean's
dick he walked out of the store.

Sean just stood there for a moment.  He looked down and
noticed that the stain of pre-cum had gotten bigger.  He was
scared, but at the same time exited.  Knox was clearly going
to expect things from Sean in anatomy that were going to be
a little more personal than Sean had expected.  What really
scared Sean though was that he was sort of looking forward
to it.  He walked back outside into the darkness.  All this
because of a game of poker.

End of Part 2

I hope to have the next chapter out in the next few weeks, I
would love to hear what people think and any suggestions you
might have.  So please send me an e-mail at
icarus1012001@yahoo.com and if you like this story please
check out my "Little Dude" series in the COLLEGE section