Date: Wed, 21 Jan 2004 01:06:34 EST From: Mnhowler@aol.com Subject: You Lost The Bet -- Chapter 4 You Lost The Bet - Chapter 4 By R.A. Swain Disclaimer: This is adult oriented original fiction depicting explicit sexual situations and graphic sexual situations between adult men. By reading further you are accepting this as natural behavior, and claiming to be of legal age to enjoy such material. If you like what you read here you may send feedback to mnhowler@aol.com or docswain@aol.com You may also check out my slash fiction at: The best thing about having to work on a weekend was not getting dressed up for the office. Since my assistant, Jeff, and I were behind on the latest project we decided to meet up late Saturday morning and work for a few hours. I did have plans of meeting up with my brother and cousins at the park for some basketball, but I thought I could get some work done first. Being that the office building is mostly closed up on Saturday, the air conditioning system was on economy mode, meaning it was set at a warmer temperature. Having worked in the building for a few years I knew this and dressed accordingly, wearing a tank top, old sweatpants cut into shorts at mid thigh, socks and sneakers. Jeff came in wearing jeans and a casual short-sleeved button down shirt, and loafers. "Damn, it's warm in here," were the first words out of his mouth when he walked through the door. "Sorry man, I should've warned you. The complex is cheap and doesn't leave the cool air on all weekend when the offices are empty. Think of it as incentive for us to do our work on time, like good little drones," I replied. Jeff laughed. "At least you're dressed for it." "Yeah, years of getting work done late," I said. "You could always take something off, if you're not comfortable." "Maybe later," he said. We worked for about an hour on the project, tossing around ideas, sketching out some rudimentary ideas and junking them. Finally Jeff stretched his arms over his head. "I give, it's too warm." With that he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his bare chest. I smirked. "You could strip down further, if you want. After all, I did get to see more of you the other night." Jeff groaned. "I can't believe you made me do that." "You would've made me pay up if I'd have lost the bet," I said. "Yeah, but then I wouldn't have been completely naked in the parking lot of the bar," he replied. I thought back to other night, after winning a game of darts against Jeff, and winning a bet with my cousin Scotty at the bar. Granted we had been drinking, but I've done similar dares and bets completely sober. Anyway my mind was on the thought of Jeff and Scotty paying up in front of myself and another game player, Todd. After winning the bets, and gloating a bit, the bar was getting ready to close. Roy, the bartender, gave last call and the few patrons left ordered up. Jeff, Scotty, Todd and myself all exited to the parking lot. Now the bar is located in a semi-commercial area of town, with a parking lot that goes to an alley behind the building and is wide open on the front side of a fairly main road. There are two street lights located on either end of the parking lot, and one on the apartment building next to the parking lot. Jeff, Scotty and I had been drinking more than Todd, who was our official ride home for the evening. As we stood outside in the slightly humid evening air, Todd lit up a cigarette. We talked for a few more minutes, and I told Scotty and Jeff it was time for them to pay up on their bets. Both glanced down at the ground and looked around. As I said, I had beat Jeff in a dart game, stripping him of his shirt, underwear, socks, and leaving him with his cock and balls hanging out of his pants. In all fairness, I was in similar condition only he didn't get my cock out of my pants. Scotty had lost a bet and was still standing around with his balls hanging out of his jeans. "We haven't got all night," I told them. Jeff looked across the parking lot and noticed the apartment building, with some lights on in different windows. "Hey, someone might see us," he announced. "Well then, move faster," I said. We stood next to Todd's convertible. He hadn't mentioned he had a convertible when he offered to drive us home, Jeff and Scotty in the back naked, and me in the front allowing him to finish up a handjob he had started giving me in the bar. "Well," Scotty said, mostly to Jeff. "It looks like we'd better get this over with." He opened his shirt and Todd told him to toss it in the back of the car. Jeff followed suit with his sports coat. He stepped out of his loafers again, and quickly opened his belt and lowered his pants down his long lean legs. His cock was rock hard. Scotty made similar moves, toeing off his sneakers and tugging his socks off. He then opened his jeans and slid them down his hairy legs. He slipped his boxers off as well, and tossed all his clothing in the back seat with Jeff's. Both men slipped their shoes back on while Todd and I stood by joking and laughing. "Okay guys, once around the parking lot," I said, adding, "all the way around the edge." Todd and I watched Jeff and Scotty start to move cautiously around the perimeter of the parking lot. As they got to the far side of the lot, by them main road, a truck went by. The trucker noticed them, because he gave his horn a honk, scaring both of them into moving a bit faster. Unfortunately for them it was at that moment the last few bar patrons were exiting the building. The four people stopped and watched as Jeff and Scotty finished rounding the edge of the parking lot and jumped into Todd's car. Now Todd and I were laughing so hard we had to wait a moment before Todd could start to drive. The bar patrons were cheering and hooting and laughing as well, causing a few more lights to go on in the apartment building next door. A couple heads popped out of windows to see what was going on, and to yell at us to be quiet. The fact Todd's convertible was parked under a light gave them all a clear view of the two naked men in the car. Todd finally drove off to the cheering of the last of the bar patrons. He pulled out on to the main road and told me to slide a bit closer. I did as he asked, and felt him slowly reach his hand into the open fly of my slacks. He wrapped his hand around my growing cock, and gently pulled it out into the night breeze. I hadn't thought about the fact I would be getting a handjob on the main road of town, or about how obvious it would look to the truck driver we pulled up alongside at the first light. He looked down as I looked up, and we both realized what he was seeing. I smiled and waved. Todd gunned it at the light and we were off. It didn't take me long to get off either. "Hey," Jeff said, snapping me back to the present. "Must be pleasant thoughts." He gestured to the tent in shorts. I blushed a little. "Um, yeah. I was just thinking about the other night." "Man, that was cool," he said. "I haven't had that much fun in public in a while." Just then my cell phone rang. "Hold that thought," I said, taking in the sight of him shirtless in the office wearing only his jeans and loafers. I picked up the cell phone. "Yeah?" "Hey little brother," John said. "Hey yourself." "Where are you?" "At the office, why?" "We're just getting to the park," John said. "Jeff and I are still working," I answered. "Start without me." "So I hear you won a couple bets the other night," John continued. "Yeah, I got lucky." "I heard that too," he said with a hint of a laugh. "I also hear this assistant of yours is a player." "Yeah, he is," I replied. "So how long you gonna be?" John asked. I looked across the office at Jeff. "It's my brother," I said. "I was supposed to meet him and my cousins for some basketball in the park. How much longer can you stay?" Jeff shrugged. "I've got no plans today." "We really should finish this up," I said. "John, I think we'll have to skip the game." "What are you wearing?" John asked, out of the blue. I paused. "Um, tank, shorts, socks and sneakers. Why?" I heard my two cousins talking in the background, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Then John spoke. "I dare you to take off your shorts, right now in front of your assistant." I smiled and looked across the room at Jeff. "My brother just dared me to strip off my shorts." Now Jeff smiled. "Cool! Do it." "Hold on," I said to John, placing the phone on my desk. I stood up, facing Jeff, and tugged the cutoff sweats down over my hips and let them drop to my ankles, revealing my semi-hard cock to my assistant. I picked up the phone. "They're off." "Give the phone to your assistant," John instructed. I handed the phone to Jeff, who raised it to his ear. "Hello?" he said. I watched his smile as John talked to him. "Nice to sort of meet you," Jeff replied to John. "Yeah, he did take off his shorts. He's naked from the waist down. Um, yeah, he's semi-hard." Jeff paused and listened. "Okay," he finally said, and flipped the phone off. "What?" I asked. Jeff smirked. "Your brother told me to dare you to stay like that for one hour, only to get fully hard first, and keep it hard. They are coming over here inside of the hour, and when they get here you are to go out to the elevators, ride down to the ground floor and let them in the building, dressed just as you are now." "And if I do it?" I asked, knowing how my brother thought. Jeff shrugged. "If you do it, you'll have to wait to see when they get here," he replied. Well, I've been playing dares and bets with my brother and cousins for a long time, so this was fairly easy. And I'd already been naked in front of Jeff a few times, and had gotten a handjob in front of him. "You're on," I said. I sat back down and we started to work, only it was more distracting to be sitting naked from the waist down with Jeff sitting there naked from the waist up. We worked as best we could, but he kept glancing down at my stiff cock, and I kept looking at his bare chest. Just about 50 minutes later my cell phone rang again. It was John. "Yeah, I'll be down in a few moments," I said. I hung up and stood up. "I'll be right back." With that I walked out of the office to the elevators. I knew there was no security camera surveillance, but there still could be some people on the other floors or in the lobby. As I got on the elevator I wondered if it would stop at any other floors? It didn't stop until I got to the lobby, eight floors below. The doors opened and I saw John, Scotty and Joey standing at the outside doors. I peeked out of the elevator and ran across the lobby to let them in. John was laughing. "I told you guys he would do it. Let's go upstairs so I can meet your assistant." We got on the elevator, and John pushed every button. He pulled me to stand in front of the doors, and wait for the doors to open on each floor. Again I worried that someone might be in the building. Each floor seemed to last forever. I swore I heard someone on the sixth floor typing, but John didn't. We got back up to my office. "Okay, Jeff, this is my brother John, and my cousin Joey," I said introducing them as we entered. "You already know Scotty." "Pleased to meet you," Jeff said. "So this is a casual office," John said, gesturing to Jeff's bare chest. "It's hot in here," Jeff said. "Well that's okay," John replied, "since Scotty and Joey here lost the bet." "What bet?" I asked. "Well, they weren't sure you'd do the dare I dared you to do at your work place." I laughed. "Come on. You guys should know by now I pretty much will do almost anything I'm dared." "That's what I was counting on you saying," John replied. "Shit," Jeff said. John laughed. "I told you he would say that. Dude, you lost the bet." I watched Jeff stand up and unzip his jeans. He pulled them down, revealing red boxer-briefs. He slipped his jeans off and then stood facing us before tugging his underwear off as well. He turned around and sat back down. "You've got a fun family," Jeff said to me. John turned to Scotty and Joey. "Guys, your turn." We watched my two cousins slowly stand up and strip off their shorts. Joey and Scotty were both wearing jockstraps beneath their shorts. I watched them remove their jocks as well. Now John was the only one fully clothed. "P.J., since you took my dare I owe you one. What'll be?" I knew what I would usually dare my brother, but I didn't know how far Jeff wanted to take these games. "Give me a second," I said. I walked over to Jeff and whispered in his ear. He looked at me with a broad smile, and nodded. I turned back to John. "Bro, you've got to be pivot man in a circle jerk, sucking on every exposed cock in this room until we are all ready to cum." John looked around at all of us. "And when you're ready to cum?" he asked. I smirked. "We blow our loads on you." John made a move to tug his shirt off, and I stopped him. "Un uh. You've got to stay clothed," I said. Joey and Scotty already had moved the coffee table out of the way so John had room on the floor. "Since Jeff is the new guy here," Scotty said, "I think John should start with him." John knelt on the floor before us. Jeff stepped up in front of him, his cock semi-hard, and watched as my older brother leaned forward and took Jeff's cock into his mouth. Joey, Scotty and I stood around, slowly stroking ourselves while watching John blowing Jeff. John reached out and took hold of Joey and Scotty's cocks, and stroked them. After a few minutes Jeff pulled back. "Man, I want to see you suck on your brother," he said. I stepped forward, taking Jeff's place in front of John and felt his mouth take my cock all the way down. One thing my brother did very well was give head. I reached over to Jeff and grabbed his cock and began stroking him. John began shifting from me to Scotty, to Joey and back to Jeff. He even managed to take Jeff and I into his mouth at the same time. It seemed like forever, but soon I was getting very close. I saw the look on Scotty's face and knew he was close as well. Jeff was moaning, and announced he was gonna cum. We stepped back, and watched him stroke himself in front of John, squeezing his cock and tugging rapidly until the first shot of cum flew out and hit John on the chin and T-shirt. Several more shots covered John's T-shirt. Joey was next, giving a repeat performance of Jeff's, shooting several strands of cum on John's face and T-shirt. Scotty and I were almost there. "Lay back," I told John. "I wanna cum on your shorts." John did as I asked, giving me a clear shot at his dark blue basketball shorts. Scotty and I flanked John and we rapidly stroked ourselves. Scotty's first shot missed John and flew straight out and hit me on my flying fist. I began to rub it in as a lube to my already leaking precum, and watched Scotty's second and third and forth shots fly out and land on the front of John's shorts and T-shirt. I felt a shiver up my spine and began to feel my own cock throbbing, and then I shot my load. I aimed downward and my first shot hit John smack on the crotch, followed by five more ribbons of cum. We all stood around my older brother, breathing hard and laughing. John's shorts were bulging, and I knew he wanted to get off. "Hey big bro," I said, sweating from a combination of the heat in the office and the lack of AC. "Why don't you finish yourself off for us. Blow your load on you stomach for us." John was lying back on the floor, looking up at all of us. He reached into his dark blue cum soaked nylon shorts, tugged them down under his shaved balls and began stroking. We watched him for a few minutes and then he shuddered and we watched his cum fly out of the tip of his cock, up over his chest and over his head. The second shot landed on his chest, and then his stomach, and finally it dribbled out of his cock and down his balls. "Damn, you really have a fun family," Jeff said. End Chapter 4 If you like what you read here you may send feedback to mnhowler@aol.com or docswain@aol.com You may also check out my slash fiction at: