He spoke to them softly, as if he was confiding a secret and I couldn’t hear. ‘She will masturbate in front of us if she loses. She’s not a cheater. She’ll strip naked and show you guys everything, and if we win it will have been worth the risk. Even though she’ll act like it’s no big deal, I think she’ll be as nervous as fuck. She may even feel a bit ashamed. To see that, after the way she’s treated us this weekend, I’d blow fifty cocks.’
I knew what Shawn was up to but I couldn’t let him get away with a statement like that without protesting.
‘Actually, the idea of masturbating in front of your best friends turns me on so much I might lose on purpose.’ I pretended to adjust my bathing suit again, pulling down the fabric almost as far as my left nipple. ‘Tell them I like to play with my asshole. That’ll clinch the deal.’
Before I started college, I vowed I would never allow myself to feel shame about my body or anything to do with sex. If there was a line I wouldn’t cross, it was so far away from where I sat on the dock I couldn’t even see it.
‘I’ll agree to the bet but only if I don’t have to give a blowjob,’ Geoff was gaping at my semi-exposed breast, his eyes not blinking. ‘I’ll receive but that’s it.’
If I allowed Farhan the same terms, we might have a deal.
‘Shawn sucks Geoff’s cock then he sucks Farhan’s cock. He has to do it for more than just a few seconds. Two real blowjobs. I want to find out if my boyfriend spits or swallows.’
‘Three minutes each and they finish with their hands.’ I think Shawn only said that because he still wasn’t sure his friends would agree to the stakes. If it had been just up to him, he probably would have wanted to find out if he was a spitter or a swallower too.
He could still get a mouthful by accident. My pussy was pumping out pheromones and Shawn was no longer the only one on the dock with an erection issue.
My lover would look so sexy with come all over his face. ‘Be a hero, Farhan,’ I said. Please, please be a hero.
‘Fingers in your ass and you can only use spit for lube.’ The big guy evidently had a soft spot for a particular genre of porn.
‘We play one hand,’ I said, acting as if Farhan had guessed my daily routine and fingers in my ass were de rigueur. ‘Same rules as last night and if you guys chicken out I’m going to set up a blog dedicated to your Truth or Dare exploits.’
Shawn stood up to get the cards. His cock was hard and it jutted straight out from his body. I wasn’t the only one staring at it but Farhan and Geoff looked away as soon as I noticed their interest.
I watched the other side of my boyfriend as he walked off the dock and up the path to the cabin. His bum wasn’t as round as Farhan’s but it was charming in other ways. I resisted the temptation to ask the two remaining boys for their opinions.
They were quiet while we waited for Shawn to return. Deflation indicated that they might be focusing on worst-case scenarios. ‘This is really cool,’ I said. I meant it. We were on an adventure together. What happens next is something you’ll never forget, I promised them in a silent thought.
Shawn came back with his cock every bit as hard as when he’d left. Pfizer ought to buy his blood to make Viagra.
‘How are we going to do this?’ Shawn sat back down on the dock. He held the cards in his right hand.
‘I know Farhan doesn’t trust me,’ I replied. ‘You should deal.’
‘Make sure you shuffle well. She could have stacked the deck in the kitchen before we woke up this morning.’
‘Farhan, the only things here that are stacked are my tits.’ I stuck out my chest. ‘Look at them. They’re huge.’
Shawn finished shuffling the cards and dealt the hands. As usual, I asked for three replacements.
The guys were all on the same page. ‘We only need one,’ Shawn said.
Luck, suck, fuck. The words rhyme so easily. Maybe they have some sort of etymological connection. With a little luck, I’ll get to see Shawn suck, and later tonight we’ll fuck, fuck, fuck.
I put three cards on the dock and turned them over for everyone to see. ‘Three jacks. Very appropriate if you ask me.’
Geoff actually started jumping up and down. Flop, flop, flop. His penis bounced against his belly. ‘Flush,’ he yelled over the lake and into the woods. ‘We have a flush!’
Shawn displayed the hand. It contained five hearts, 2, 6, 7, 9 and an ace.
Farhan grinned with the charm of a super-villain about to blow up the world.
They were really such unlucky boys. Hadn’t they figured out by now that I was a heartbreaker?
‘I also have two queens, one for each of the tits you’re not going to see.’ I put the pair down on the dock to complete the full house.