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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.