Date: Thu, 5 Feb 2004 00:16:41 EST
From: Mnhowler@aol.com
Subject: You Lost The Bet -- Chapter 7

You Lost The Bet - Chapter 7
By R.A. Swain


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	Aside from having a competitive spirit, I guess the guys in my
family are just a bunch of horndogs. I mean, between my brother and my two
cousins and myself, we've pretty much bet on just about everything one
could thing of. You might've thought, somewhere along the line we would've
grown bored, or just stopped doing wild things together, but as time went
on we got more involved and the bets and dares just became a way of life.

	A typical Saturday evening found myself, my brother John and our
cousins Scott and Joey meeting up in the park to shoot some hoops and then
head back to Scottie's place to drink, hangout and just goof around. "So
how do you wanna team up?" I asked, bouncing the basketball and doing my
worst Kareem impression.

	"How about brother against brother?" John asked, stealing the ball
from me with ease. I let him do it, but he thought he actually swiped it.

	"So me and John against you and Scottie?" Joey said, taking the
ball from John.

	"How about making it a little more interesting?" John asked.

	"Whaddya have in mind?" Scottie asked.

	"Strip basketball," John said with a grin.

	I looked around. The court was kind of secluded, and it was getting
late in the evening. "Give with the details," I said.

	John stepped closer to Scottie and I. Joey followed. "We're each
wearing shorts and t-shirts, and whatever we have on under the shorts,
right?"

	We all nodded.

	John continued. "So we play to 12 points. Each time a team scores,
one of the guys on the other team loses a piece of clothing. Playing to 12
assures us one team will be naked, stripped down to just their sneakers and
socks."

	"I'm in," Joey said.

	"Me too," I chimed in.

	"Hey, let's give a side bet here," Scottie suggested. "The first
brother naked has to do something his clothed brother dares him to do?"

	"Yeah," John said, winking at me. "I've got several thing in mind
for P.J."

	"Fuck you," I said.

	"Maybe, but you'll just have to wait and see," John said with a
laugh. He continued, "So losing team has to stay naked for the evening."

	"You're on," Scottie said.

	We all shook on it, and began our game. It didn't take long for
John and Joey to score against Scottie and I. "So which one of us strips
off first?" I asked.

	"It should go in order of age," Scottie said. "Youngest first."

	"Fuck you," I said. "Let's draw for it. Odds."

	Scottie and I stood facing each other. We shook our fists out. "I
guess I'm evens. On three," he said. "One, two, three."

	I held out two fingers. Scottie held out two. "Aw fuck," I mutter.

	"Lose the shirt," John said.

	I stripped off my shirt and we resumed playing. Scottie and I lost
another shot to them, and now Scottie had stripped off his shirt revealing
his smooth pale chest in comparison to my hairy and pale chest. It suddenly
dawned on me, if we missed another shot, I would have to take off my
shorts. Now my incentive to win kicked in. It didn't matter. We missed
another shot.

	I looked around the park, noting no one really near us, as it was
getting darker, and quickly tugged my basketball shorts down and off
leaving me standing on the public court in just my jockstrap, sneakers and
socks. "We've gotta get `em," I told Scottie.

	And for the next three shots we did just that, tying up the
game. Joey's t-shirt first, then John's, then Joey's shorts. He too was
wearing a jockstrap. Scottie circled Joey and smacked him on the
butt. "I've got a dare in mind for that ass of yours."

	"Not until you win the side bet," Joey said. "And I've got a dare
in mind for your hot ass, bro."

	I took the ball and we started once again. One more shot and
Scottie was stripped of his shorts, revealing his gray briefs. We were
playing faster, with the incentive of being naked in public. In a few
seconds John stole the ball from me and made a shot from half court. I just
stood there mouth open. John dribbled the ball up to me. Smiled, and said,
"First one naked. This is so cool."

	I felt myself getting a bit self-conscious. A quick glance around
showed us to be fairly alone on this side of the park. Another revelation
struck me. "Hey, if we're to stay naked for the rest of the evening, that
means the naked team has to walk back to the car, you know, naked."

	"Duh," John said. "Quit stalling and get naked little bro."

	I hung my head and tugged my jockstrap off, leaving my cock
bouncing in the breeze as I tossed my jock on the pile of my clothes at the
side of the court. "Let's get this over with," I said grabbing the ball and
running down court.

	The game got a little more heated, and I scored off of John. "So
what are you wearing under those shorts, big bro?" I asked.

	John stripped off his shorts and showed his bare ass and tight
jockstrap. "We're gonna win this, you know?"

	"Uh huh?" Scottie said tossing the ball to me. He circled behind
John and slapped him hard on the bare ass.

	"You're ass'll be mine later," John hissed. He grabbed the ball
from Scottie and we started the next round. John really tried to score,
shooting three different times and missing. I got the ball and took my own
shot.

	"Swish! Nothing but net," I said watching the ball go in. I turned
to Joey. "So cuz, show time. Lose `em."

	"Fuck," Joey said. He turned around and pulled off his jock. "One
more shot and one team is the loser."

	"You mean you guys are the losers," Scottie said. "And don't think
I forgot about the side bet, little bro."

	"Damn," Joey sighed.

	"Yeah," Scottie said. "More like hot damn, I won."

	"Let's finish this up and get back to your house," I said.

	Scottie and John seemed determined to make the game last as long as
possible, missing shot after shot. Joey and I were swinging in the breeze,
constantly checking out the surroundings to make sure no one was noticing
us. Finally John took another half court shot, and Scottie sunk to the
ground. "Fuck. Fuckitty fuck!"

	"Yes!" John shouted. "We win."

	Scottie caught his breath. "Okay, let's get going back to my
place."

	"Not so fast," John said. He glanced down at Scottie's briefs. "You
play, you pay."

	Scottie took a deep breath and shucked his briefs. Now three of us
were standing on the court naked, and John was wearing his jockstrap. "Now
can we go?"

	John picked up his clothes, pulling his shorts and shirt on. He
tossed Joey his clothes and Joey dressed. They both picked up the remaining
two piles of clothing. "Now we can go," John said. "Oh, and P.J., you know
that dare you owe me for being naked before me?"

	"Yeah?"

	"Well, you can start it now."

	"What is it?" I asked, already knowing how John's mind worked.

	"From now until we get back to Scottie's place, you have to play
with yourself and keep yourself hard. So go stand center court and get it
up, and then we can leave." John instructed.

	I rolled my eyes, but a bet was a bet. I walked out to the center
court in the dimming evening light, and began tugging on my cock.

	"Hurry up," Scottie said from the bench.

	"Hey," John said. "You lost. There's no sitting down out here when
you're naked. Stand up and put your hands on your head until we're ready to
leave."

	I concentrated on my own junk, but really enjoyed seeing Scottie
standing on the side of the court, naked with his hands on his head. After
a few minutes of stimulation, I managed to get a good boner going. Finally
we started for the car, on the other side of the park. Scottie and I stayed
to the edge of the park as much as possible, especially since I was still
handling myself.

	When we got to the car Scottie and I piled in the back, while John
and Joey took the front. "Keep playing with yourself, little bro," John
said. "And don't cum."

	Damn, he was making this dare even harder. Scottie's place was at
least twenty minutes across town, if he took the short route. John took the
long way, adding ten minutes to the trip. I was rock hard by the time we
got to Scottie's place.

	John parked on the street instead of pulling into the driveway. I
knew he would do that. It was typical of him, that much more exposure
time. Scottie and I waited in the car until we were sure the street was
empty, and piled out and bolted across his lawn to the breezeway door. John
and Joey were already waiting for us there. Once inside we relaxed.

	"Yo, little bro," Scottie said to Joey. "Come over here."

	"What for?" Joey asked.

	"It's time for you to pay up on the dare you owe me." Scottie stood
by his kitchen counter, naked, his cock growing. Joey walked over to him,
and Scottie leaned in and stuck his tongue in his younger brother's mouth.

	John and I sat at the table and watched the show, as Scottie kissed
his brother, and his hands glided over Joey's clothing stripping off his
t-shirt and shorts. Joey hadn't bothered to put his jockstrap back on when
he dressed in the park. It was obvious Joey was enjoying the feeling of his
brother's hands running over his body.

	Scottie pressed his naked body against his brother's naked body,
rubbing his rock hard cock against Joey's growing cock. He reached down
between them and wrapped his fist around both of their cocks, pressing them
together, and stroking them. As he did so he broke the kiss.

	"Your dare, little bro," he said, "is to let me play with your body
as much as I want for the rest of the evening, touching you any way I want
to touch you, playing with your cock any way I want to play with it, and
you can't cum unless I tell you to cum. If you do, you're spending the
night as my sex slave."

	Joey sighed, as Scottie sunk to his knees before him and took his
brother's now rock hard cock into his own mouth. John and I watched Scottie
run his hands between Joey's legs and run a finger in the crack of his ass.

	"I'll bet you're sorry you already gave me my dare," I said to
John.

	"I could always dare you to get down on your knees and suck me
off," John said.

	"Yeah, but then you'd owe me a dare," I countered.

	John took a deep breath. Stood up and tugged off his own shorts,
and his jock. "It's too hot in here watching this. I've gotta be
comfortable," he said. We resumed watching Scottie lick on his younger
brother's hairy balls, and run his tongue up and down the shaft. He swirled
his tongue around the tip of Joey's cock and leaned his head back.

	"Remember, you can't cum without my permission." He said, standing
up and pressing his body against Joey's again. He kissed him once again,
long and hard before turning to John and I.

	"I remember watching you and John put on a similar show for us up
at the cabin when we were all around 20 or so," he said.

	"Oh yeah, I remember that," I answered. "I also remember watching
you and John pay up on a bet up there, out on the raft in the middle of the
lake. Remember that?"

	"Oh yeah, the mutual jerk off bet, right?" Joey asked.

	It had been a hot day, and all four of us and been hanging out at
the cabin, drinking and playing strip Trouble, the game with the dice thing
in the middle that you popped and made the dice jump. It was fun, but we
decided to go out to the lake and swim out to the raft in the middle.

	Joey and I teamed up against John and Scottie in a race. If we both
beat them out to the raft they lost. Losing team did anything the winning
team dared them to do while at the raft.

	It had been a weekday so the lake wasn't all that crowded, and the
few people there were far enough away so they would have to be watching us
with binoculars to see what Joey and I had planned for our older brothers
as a revenge for a previous night's round of dares.

	One thing, Joey and I were better swimmers than our brothers and we
knew it. John and Scottie were just way to competitive to admit it, so we
knew we had them with our challenge.

	"You guys are gonna be so naked out there," Scottie was saying on
the way to the lake.

	"And hard," John added. "Naked and hard, out on the raft, lying
there in the sun. Can't wait to see your sunburned little dicks."

	We got to the lakeshore, and with a count of three raced into the
water. Joey and I easily beat John and Scottie to the raft. I doubt if we
could do it today, but back then it was easy.

	We climbed out on the raft, and waited for them to catch
up. Laughing when they arrived we stopped them from getting out of the
water. "Whoa guys, before you get out of the water, strip off your suits
and toss `em up here," Joey said.

	John and Scottie did as we said, having lost the bet. They climbed
out of the water and quickly lay down on the raft, as they looked toward
the beach. "Do you think anyone over there can see us?" John asked.

	"So what if they can?" I asked. "If we had lost what did you say
we'd be doing? Oh yeah, laying out here naked and hard."

	"Is that what you're gonna make us do?" Scottie asked.

	Joey and I looked at each other. "Sort of, " we said in unison.

	"First you're gonna get yourselves hard," I said.

	"Then you're gonna play with each other's cocks, without cumming,"
Joey added.

	"For how long?" Scottie asked.

	"Until we tell you to cum," Joey said.

	"Now get going," I said. "I wanna see you two jerking on each other
like you made Joey and I do last night."

	"Shit," John said. "I knew we shouldn't do that to them. This is
your fault," he said to Scottie.

	"Hey you were all for making them put on a jerk off show for us,"
Scottie said.

	"Payback's a bitch," Joey said. "Now start stroking."

	Watching my brother get himself hard always turned me on, but
watching him touching Scottie really gave me an instant boner. There was
something about my brother being naked at my mercy that really got me
excited. And the thought of him touching the second hottest guy I knew at
that point in my life, made me really horny.

	Joey and I sat and watched Scottie and John get their cocks hard
for our amusement, and then slowly reach out and touch each other. I loved
watching John lying next to Scottie, holding Scottie's cock and stroking
it. The way John touched our cousin's cock was an amazing turn on for me to
see, and to see Scottie returning the favor made me leak precum, I was so
hard.

	The memory of watching them jerk each other off, and eventually
begin begging us to let them cum, and finally hearing Scottie moan and say
he couldn't hold out any longer and shot his load all over his stomach and
John's hand, and John losing his control and blowing his load as Scottie
squeezed his cock in his fist and pumped faster as John's hand worked his
own shaft faster was priceless.

	Even more priceless was Joey and I grabbing Scottie and John's
bathing suits and telling them since they shot before we told them they
could they had to swim back naked and stay that way for the rest of the day
really made the bet worth wild. The look on John and Scottie's faces was
great, as we dove off the raft and swam back to shore.

	Thinking about that now, as I sat watching Scottie pinch Joey's
nipple, and hearing Joey whimper and beg his brother to let him shot his
load was enough to have me and John both leaking precum. John looked over
at me. "I dare you to jerk me off," he said.

	I reached over, not taking my eyes off of Scottie and Joey, and
wrapped my fist around John's already slicked cock. "I dare you to do the
same to me," I said. I kept watching Scottie stroking Joey from behind,
while rubbing his cock against Joey's ass.

	"Don't cum," Scottie whispered in Joey's ear. "If you cum you're my
sex slave for the evening. Don't cum."

	"Please," Joey begged. "Please let me cum."

	"No," Scottie said. "I'm enjoying the thought of you being my sex
slave too much."

	"Please," Joey said. "I'll do anything you ask me to do, just let
me cum."

	I watched Scottie squeeze Joey's erection, and twist his fist as he
jerked his brother, and Joey moaned. "Aw fuck, I'm cumming. I'm cumming!"

	John and I continued to jerk each other off as we watched our
cousin shot his load on the kitchen counter, ribbon of cum after ribbon of
cum, shooting across the counter top, Scottie's fist stroking faster and
faster. Finally Joey's breath came slower and he leaned forward. "Fuck man,
I'm yours."

	Scottie took and turned Joey around and pressed his hard cock into
his brother's stomach. "Yeah, you are." They turned and looked at John and
I. "I think as part of being my sex slave, you should finish jerking off
our cousins for my amusement. Whaddya guys say?"

	"Oh yeah," John moaned. "Come on Joey, get over here and stroke
me."

	"Stroke us," I corrected.

	We both stood up and pressed Joey between us, rubbing our cocks
against his bare skin, as he took us in his hands and began stroking us, as
his brother had ordered him to do.

	God, I love spending time with my brother and cousins.


End Chapter 7


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