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"Wanna Bet?"
Date: 1/14/2016, Categories: First Time Mature Taboo Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster
... chore I would have had to do. I think it was to attend a tea party with Faith instead of playing baseball with my friends. There were two ways the bet system could be used to resolve an argument. Either we agreed on a bet, found out who was right, and the loser paid up their part of it, or one of us bet something so outrageous that the other person backed down because they weren't sure they were right. It was like a game of chicken. If the person accepted the ridiculous bet, Dad insisted there still be a chance for the first person to back out, but if you didn't, once you shook on it, you were committed. I chose the second way this time. It was too easy. Of course Samuel L. Jackson wasn't in the Matrix. "Fine," I said, half-jokingly. "If he wasn't in the Matrix, you have to give me a blowjob anytime I want for a week." I don't know what made me think of that. Actually, I do. Sometimes, when a girl's annoying you, all you can think of is shoving your cock in her mouth, if only to shut her up. My s****r gave me that reaction often. There was a stunned silence. I thought I'd gone too far. I hadn't meant it seriously, only to show her how convinced I was that I was right so she'd shut up. Finally, she said, "Okay, fine. But if he was the guy in the Matrix, then you have to drive me and my friends around anywhere I want, like a chauffer, for a whole month!" I shifted about uncomfortably in my seat. I was getting hard. She'd accepted my ridiculous bet. ...
... "Are you sure you don't want to back out? Do you even know what a blowjob is?" She rolled her eyes. "Of course I know. But it doesn't matter. I'm not going to have to do it, because I know I'm right. Are you sure YOU don't want to back out?" She reached her hand over the back seat, offering the handshake that would seal us in to the terms of the deal. For just a moment, I thought of backing down. I had sudden doubts about whether I was wrong and it really WAS Samuel L. Jackson, but I honestly couldn't say if my hesitation came from fear of losing or fear of winning. But the fact was, the potential reward was too good to pass up. At the next red light, I swung around and grabbed her hand. We shook on it. We didn't talk much the rest of the ride home. As usual, dad's solution stopped the argument, not because we'd changed our minds, but because it now was just a matter of finding out. I watched Faith in the rear view mirror, and thought I could see some anxiety there, so maybe she was worried. I wasn't. I practically raced to the computer in the f****y room, and my s****r followed at a slower pace. By the time she reached me, I had already called up Wikipedia. It was there, in black and white (and blue, for links). Samuel L. Jackson was not in the Matrix. Lawrence Fishburne was. Faith's face was frozen in shock. "Anybody can edit Wikipedia," she said. "Maybe somebody just got it wrong." So, I pulled up the Internet Movie Database. It agreed. ...