A Summer at the Farm Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

A Summer at the Farm Ch. 07

... and he had to lose his shorts.

I was shocked when he stood up and revealed a pair of grey jockstraps which were letting his big fat ass hang loose.

I remembered the leather pair of jockstraps I had stumbled onto in Joe's drawer.

Did these macho guys really wear those on the daily? I really did not know much about the countryside.

"Nice package and nice hairy ass you've got there!" Joe exclaimed, living for this, he even smacked his pal's bare ass.

Dave turned towards us and slapped his own ass again, making it giggle.

He was laughing his ass off. Literally.

"This, my friends, is the best purchase I've ever made. You've got to let your skin breathe during the heatwave."

"Sexy too!" Joe teased him.

"I just rather have a pouch holding everything in rather than going commando and having my junks swinging around all day." He showed us and grabbed his (quite filled) pouch to make his point.

"You do you, mate!" Bob applauded.

"I guess I just prefer my cock and balls swinging around freely!" Joe replied.

They all chuckled and I joined them.

Those guys were just a version of my teammates and I after practice, only twenty years older.

Men being men, you know. We were having fun.

The game continued.

I do not have a perfect recollection of the next round which started only once we had all taken a few more shots but I know exactly who lost because everything escalated immediately afterwards.

Bob became red as a tomato when he realized ...

... that he was about to lose the last piece of clothing he had on and that he was meant to get naked in front of three other dudes, staring at him.

"Fuck, guys! That idea was stupid from the beginning!" He complained. "All because of freaking Susan and her fear of gambling!"

"Don't be a sore loser, bobby, we all agreed to this, ain't that right, Blake?"

"Yes, sure! Let's go!" I concurred.

I was so happy not to be the one in his position.

Besides, I was admittedly curious about what type of tools he was hiding in his underwear. Bob stood up and was holding the straps of his blue briefs, ready to pull them down.

"You're enjoying this, eh? You're having a good time?" He teased us.

"Sure, we do!"

"Strip, strip, strip!"

Dave and Joe cheered.

"Ok, ok... But if everyone is having so much fun, let's level up the stakes!"

"Eh, we don't change rules in the middle of a game!" Joe pointed out, his hand constantly fondling the inside of his shorts.

"Let's hear him out." Dave suggested.

Bob smiled. We were seeing the top of his dick now... And wait... Was that a pink thingy? My mind started reeling.

I could not see well.... All those shots...

"I've lost, I'm a man of my word, I'll get naked. But let's not make this the last step of the game."

"What are you proposing exactly?"

"Once I'm naked, we keep playing. If I lose, you get to decide on a pledge I'll have to perform, nothing too crazy, just so that losing or winning really matters here. If I ...