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Hey man - hope you’re doing well and will be posting a new instalment soonWe didn’t speak as we played, sat completely naked on the sofa, both leaning forward towards the screen, both concentrating, both knowing that messing up would mean doing a forfeit chosen by the winner. Possession passed from team team, the ball went one way up the pitch, then down the other. Josh got the first chance but missed the goal by some margin. I got the next but Josh saved it easily.
The clock ticked down, ‘what if we end in a draw?’, Josh asked.
‘Golden goal’ I said back, without looking up.
We played on, until a minute later Josh was awarded a penalty for an unfair challenge in my box. My heart sank. He had the record of never having missed a penalty playing against anyone in the house. He grinned as he set up.
‘Im going down the middle’, he taunted, echoing exactly how I had tried to mess with his head earlier.
I tried to mess with him in return ‘I know you are’, I said.
My heart was racing as he lined up, knowing that I was a sitting duck, waiting to be picked off.
He didn’t go middle. He went left. I stayed middle. The ball soared into the back of the net. Josh jumped to his feet, triumphant. ‘Yessss!!’, he shouted. He did a naked victory lap around the room, while I sat, dejected in defeat. 5-4. Why had I suggested this game?
‘Well played mate, honestly. I didn’t think you’d get me naked. I was worried there for a minute, I admit’.
‘I can’t believe it, how did I blow it?’ I said.
‘Mate, you almost had me’, he said.
‘Come on then’, I said, standing up, ‘what’s my forfeit?’.
Josh mocked thinking, with his thumb and forefinger on his chin in a V. A few thoughts went through my mind - doing the dishes for a week? Doing his laundry? Or something more humiliating or embarrassing - streaking in the park or posting a naked picture of my loss on social media.
‘Well Sam, since you took the piss out of me for shaving my pubes…’
My heart sank. No way.
‘Your forfeit is to shave all your hair below your neck’, he smirked.
‘No way!’ I said.
‘A bet is a bet’, Josh winked.
‘Fine whatever’ I said. ‘But not my leg hair. Look I don’t have much anyway’ I brushed my hands against my legs to show how little leg hair I had.
‘Ok fine, but the rest has to go. Pubes, abs, arse, armpits’.
‘Armpits?!’ I protested.
‘Yep!’
‘Do you even shave your armpits?’
‘Yep’ he said, lifting his arms. Sure enough, now I looked, Josh had no hair at all below the neck, except the small amount he had on his calves and and shins.
‘I’m going to look like a girl’ I said.
‘Nope, you’re going to look like me. You’ll actually thank me! Trust me, girls love a muscle lad with no body hair’
‘Girls love me the way I am mate, I was getting so much pussy before this fucking lockdown’, I said.
‘Right stop putting it off Sam, off to the shower now!’, Josh directed.
We walked up the stairs to the shower, and I wondered how I had managed to lose my pubes in a game of fifa. Of course Josh was going to win! Why had I made such a fuss of his pubic hair? If I hadn’t, he’d have given me a simple forfeit, but now…
‘Here, use my razor’ he said, handing me a standard safety razor.
‘Mate I’m not using the razor that’s been all over your junk’
‘It looks like you haven’t got a choice’, Josh said with a smile as he confirmed he didn’t have a spare one,
I took the razor and turned on the shower. The humiliation of having to shave my body hair off in front of him was simultaneously embarrassing and somehow exhilarating.
Josh leaned against the wall of the bathroom with his arms crossed, watching. I pulled the shower curtain halfway and stepped under the warm water. I had only ever trimmed my pubes, never taken a razor to them, and the thought of having a sharp blade next to my package made me nervous. I started with my armpits, one by one, taking the hair off in bits, then rinsing the blade. Josh sniggered as he watched.
‘You know I’m going to get you back for this buddy!’ I laughed.
Once my armpits were hairless I moved onto my abs. I only had a very thin line of hair leading from my navel down to my pubes, and it came off easily.
‘Now your arse, this might be the tricky bit’, Josh said.
‘I actually don’t have any hair on my bum Josh’ I said.
Josh laughed, ‘nice, I’m naturally hairless down there too. It saves so much hassle. Ok time for your pubes man!’, he laughed.
I looked down at my pubic hair. It’s not like I was going to miss it myself. But what if someone else saw? Admittedly that was unlikely with the lockdowns going on, but still, it wasn’t inconceivable that I could meet a girl and bring her home, and what would she think? I wasn’t at all convinced by what Josh said about girls liking smooth hairless guys. What if I got laughed at? What the hell, you only live once, I thought, and lifted my dick up and started shaving my balls.
‘Hooray, go you Sam!’, Josh cheered. It took me a few minutes to shave my balls completely. I then moved onto the hair to the sides of my penis, and then made a start on the triangle of hair above it. The whole process took me about 10 minutes, all the while Josh was laughing and encouraging, giving tips.
After I was done, I took the shower head and directed the water over everywhere I had shaved to get the remaining cut hair off me. Josh passed me my towel and I dried off.
‘You’ve done a pretty good job there mate’, Josh congratulated me, inspecting my work. I stood in front of the mirror and looked myself up and down. Except for the very fine hair on my arms and the small amount of hair I had on my lower legs, I was now completely hairless from the neck down. No hair interrupted the flow of my smooth pale skin. In a strange kind of way, I liked it. It showed my muscles much better and Josh was right - my dick did look bigger now.
‘Ok are we going to get another beer now or what?’ Josh asked.
‘Sure’ I said, ‘but we’re not done with our contest yet mate. I’m gonna get you back for this’.
To be continued…
Superb instalmentBack downstairs in the kitchen, still both butt naked, we sipped on our beers.
‘Doesn’t it feel good to feel the air round your balls?’, Josh teased.
I sarcastically replied, ‘oh yeah so good man that think I might spring a boner’
Josh laughed, ‘so what’s next? You said our contest wasn’t over?’
‘Truth or dare?’ I suggested, ‘first to refuse gets a forfeit from the winner?’.
‘Truth or dare? Are you a 14 year old girl?’ Josh teased.
‘I don’t mean like that, like more exposing or humiliating things’, I answered.
‘Ok sure, but you can’t just jump straight in with something I’m obviously going to refuse just so you can win. We have to build up sensibly’.
‘Deal’ I said, and we walked to the living room and sat down on opposite sofas.
‘Oh and whatever we do or say, it remains between us, we swear not to tell anyone anything’, Josh asked seriously.
‘My lips are sealed’ and we shook hands.
‘Alright, since you suggested the game you can go first. Truth or dare?’, he asked.
‘Truth’, I said.
‘Ok and another rule, I think we should have to alternate between truths and dares otherwise it will just be boring’. I nodded in agreement. ‘Ok, so first truth, which girl on the hockey team would you most want to fuck and why?’
I laughed, ‘definitely Jess Henderson, have you seen her arse?!’
‘I mean who couldn’t have seen her arse?’, Josh laughed.
‘Ok my turn, when did you start shaving your pubes, and why?’ I asked, genuinely intrigued.
Josh thought for a moment, ‘I think it was last year, around Christmas. It was a random thing, I just wanted to try it one day to see what I would look like. I probably wouldn’t have thought about it but I saw a few guys in the gym showers who were smooth all over and I realised it might not be weird to try’.
‘Perving on lads in the showers Josh, got something to tell?’ I teased him.
‘Oh come on Sam, don’t lie, I bet you’ve had a peak now and then’
‘No comment’ I said, though it was definitely true that I had.
‘Ok, so first dare’, Josh said, ‘Sam, I dare you to do 10 star jumps’
I groaned, ‘so you can laugh at my dick flopping about?’
‘You got it!’ Josh laughed.
I reluctantly stood up and started to count the star jumps. As I jumped, my cock and balls flopped about, my dick jumped and hit my lower abs, and my balls bashed my legs. Josh laughed at my embarrassment.
I sat back down, ‘alright now you can spank yourself 5 times on each buttock, bent over the arm of the sofa’
Josh just laughed and complied. He bent himself over the arm of the sofa, and gave himself 5 swift spanks on each cheek. He showed his slightly reddened butt to me as he sat back down.
‘Ok, Sam when was the last time you had sex?’
I knew exactly, in fact I had been counting the days, ‘43 days, 3 days before we went into lockdown’.
‘Man it’s tough isn’t it? No pussy for 43 days’.
‘Ok Josh, so tell me, what’s your body count, how many girls have you banged?’.
‘23 banged, another 4 I’ve had blowjobs from but no sex’. I inwardly cheered, Josh was short of my count by 8.
‘Another dare then, I dare you to stand in front of the window for a minute, without covering your modesty’.
I blushed, the window looked directly out onto the street, which, though not busy, was full of student houses. It was also still completely light outside. ‘You wanker’ I said, as I walked to the window, hands by my side. I stood still as Josh counted every 10 seconds.
‘30 seconds left’, he said.
It felt like an age, and time seemed to slow down further when I realised there was a guy in the house opposite us looking at me and laughing. How long had he been looking? Shit. I was on full display. Then to make matters worse, a girl appeared next to him and they laughed together. Josh laughed at my predicament as he said ‘20 seconds left’.
I looked away, embarrassed, as now a trio of girls appeared on the other side of the street, making to cross to our side. One noticed and pointed and the other two caught sight of me too. They laughed together as the crossed the road and eventually stood outside our house, giggling. Then one pointed to my crotch and nudged the others, clearly noticing that I had no pubic hair. I felt exposed and humiliated, I knew Josh was wrong about girls preferring smooth guys. But then the girl who had first noticed pulled an approving face and gave me the double thumbs up. I chuckled and they walked on. Finally the time was up.
‘That went so much better than I’d expected!’, Josh exclaimed, beaming.
‘You are going down now buddy’ I said, ‘I dare you to pour a glass of cold water, put ice in it and submerge your cock and balls in it for 30 seconds.
‘You arsehole’, Josh said.
‘I guess we’ll see who has the bigger dick then won’t we?’ I mocked him.
‘Yeah I guess you need all the help you can get to be bigger than me’, Josh retorted. He poured a glass and got some ice from the freezer. I dipped my finger in. It was pretty cold and I gave him the nod. He stood and lowered his dick and testicles into it, wincing with the cold. Displaced water lapped down the sides of the glass.
‘I hate you!’ he laughed.
I counted down the time, and watched as his balls retracted and shrivelled closer to his body, and his dick shrunk. Finally I called time, and he pulled his manhood out, dripping.
‘That must be less than 2 inches now’, I guessed laughing at his shrunken genitalia.
‘Honestly mate, I’ll bet you anything I’m bigger than you’, he said back, also laughing.
‘If you say so buddy, maybe we’ll make that bet later on’, I goaded him.
Josh placed the glass on the table, sat back on the sofa, drying himself with a cushion, and continued, ‘ok Sam, since your so deprived of pussy, how many times do you think you’ve wanked in the last 43 days?’. He had a smug look on his face as he asked me a genuinely embarrassing question.
‘Mate, you know how it is. No action means no release. Me and my hand have become best friends over lockdown’ I said.
‘I get it, but how many times?’ Josh pressed grinning.
‘I would say not every single day, but sometimes twice a day and occasionally three times’, I did the mental maths, ‘I’d guess at between 45 and 55’, I admitted.
‘Man you’re a horny little fucker aren’t you?’, he teased.
‘Oh come on, every guy is the same, I bet you’re not far off’
‘True, a bit behind you but not far off’, Josh confirmed.
‘Ok my turn now, have you ever cum embarrassingly quickly with a girl?’
Josh blushed, ‘yeah a couple of times, the worst was when I was making out with a girl who took me back to her room in halls. I shot my load literally as she was pulling down my boxers to go down on me. I just came over my abs and she just stopped and then laughed’
‘Did you carry on?’ I asked.
‘Yeah we did, she said it was ok and we cleaned it up with my boxers. I then went down on her until I was ready to go again. I guess it was a good thing in the end because I lasted ages when I was banging her’
‘Nice’ I laughed at the story.
‘Ok, your dare now mate’, Josh carried on. ‘I dare you’ he paused for effect, ‘to down the glass of water…’
‘No way’ I said, ‘this glass that’s had your junk in it?!’ I scoffed.
‘Yep, or do you want another forfeit?’, Josh goaded.
I sighed and took the glass in my hand, knowing I couldn’t back out. Why hadn’t I predicted this? I knew the water probably wouldn’t taste different, but it was the thought and the humiliation that bothered me. I held the glass to my lips, and tipped it back.
To be continued…
Bro please give the next partBack downstairs in the kitchen, still both butt naked, we sipped on our beers.
‘Doesn’t it feel good to feel the air round your balls?’, Josh teased.
I sarcastically replied, ‘oh yeah so good man that think I might spring a boner’
Josh laughed, ‘so what’s next? You said our contest wasn’t over?’
‘Truth or dare?’ I suggested, ‘first to refuse gets a forfeit from the winner?’.
‘Truth or dare? Are you a 14 year old girl?’ Josh teased.
‘I don’t mean like that, like more exposing or humiliating things’, I answered.
‘Ok sure, but you can’t just jump straight in with something I’m obviously going to refuse just so you can win. We have to build up sensibly’.
‘Deal’ I said, and we walked to the living room and sat down on opposite sofas.
‘Oh and whatever we do or say, it remains between us, we swear not to tell anyone anything’, Josh asked seriously.
‘My lips are sealed’ and we shook hands.
‘Alright, since you suggested the game you can go first. Truth or dare?’, he asked.
‘Truth’, I said.
‘Ok and another rule, I think we should have to alternate between truths and dares otherwise it will just be boring’. I nodded in agreement. ‘Ok, so first truth, which girl on the hockey team would you most want to fuck and why?’
I laughed, ‘definitely Jess Henderson, have you seen her arse?!’
‘I mean who couldn’t have seen her arse?’, Josh laughed.
‘Ok my turn, when did you start shaving your pubes, and why?’ I asked, genuinely intrigued.
Josh thought for a moment, ‘I think it was last year, around Christmas. It was a random thing, I just wanted to try it one day to see what I would look like. I probably wouldn’t have thought about it but I saw a few guys in the gym showers who were smooth all over and I realised it might not be weird to try’.
‘Perving on lads in the showers Josh, got something to tell?’ I teased him.
‘Oh come on Sam, don’t lie, I bet you’ve had a peak now and then’
‘No comment’ I said, though it was definitely true that I had.
‘Ok, so first dare’, Josh said, ‘Sam, I dare you to do 10 star jumps’
I groaned, ‘so you can laugh at my dick flopping about?’
‘You got it!’ Josh laughed.
I reluctantly stood up and started to count the star jumps. As I jumped, my cock and balls flopped about, my dick jumped and hit my lower abs, and my balls bashed my legs. Josh laughed at my embarrassment.
I sat back down, ‘alright now you can spank yourself 5 times on each buttock, bent over the arm of the sofa’
Josh just laughed and complied. He bent himself over the arm of the sofa, and gave himself 5 swift spanks on each cheek. He showed his slightly reddened butt to me as he sat back down.
‘Ok, Sam when was the last time you had sex?’
I knew exactly, in fact I had been counting the days, ‘43 days, 3 days before we went into lockdown’.
‘Man it’s tough isn’t it? No pussy for 43 days’.
‘Ok Josh, so tell me, what’s your body count, how many girls have you banged?’.
‘23 banged, another 4 I’ve had blowjobs from but no sex’. I inwardly cheered, Josh was short of my count by 8.
‘Another dare then, I dare you to stand in front of the window for a minute, without covering your modesty’.
I blushed, the window looked directly out onto the street, which, though not busy, was full of student houses. It was also still completely light outside. ‘You wanker’ I said, as I walked to the window, hands by my side. I stood still as Josh counted every 10 seconds.
‘30 seconds left’, he said.
It felt like an age, and time seemed to slow down further when I realised there was a guy in the house opposite us looking at me and laughing. How long had he been looking? Shit. I was on full display. Then to make matters worse, a girl appeared next to him and they laughed together. Josh laughed at my predicament as he said ‘20 seconds left’.
I looked away, embarrassed, as now a trio of girls appeared on the other side of the street, making to cross to our side. One noticed and pointed and the other two caught sight of me too. They laughed together as the crossed the road and eventually stood outside our house, giggling. Then one pointed to my crotch and nudged the others, clearly noticing that I had no pubic hair. I felt exposed and humiliated, I knew Josh was wrong about girls preferring smooth guys. But then the girl who had first noticed pulled an approving face and gave me the double thumbs up. I chuckled and they walked on. Finally the time was up.
‘That went so much better than I’d expected!’, Josh exclaimed, beaming.
‘You are going down now buddy’ I said, ‘I dare you to pour a glass of cold water, put ice in it and submerge your cock and balls in it for 30 seconds.
‘You arsehole’, Josh said.
‘I guess we’ll see who has the bigger dick then won’t we?’ I mocked him.
‘Yeah I guess you need all the help you can get to be bigger than me’, Josh retorted. He poured a glass and got some ice from the freezer. I dipped my finger in. It was pretty cold and I gave him the nod. He stood and lowered his dick and testicles into it, wincing with the cold. Displaced water lapped down the sides of the glass.
‘I hate you!’ he laughed.
I counted down the time, and watched as his balls retracted and shrivelled closer to his body, and his dick shrunk. Finally I called time, and he pulled his manhood out, dripping.
‘That must be less than 2 inches now’, I guessed laughing at his shrunken genitalia.
‘Honestly mate, I’ll bet you anything I’m bigger than you’, he said back, also laughing.
‘If you say so buddy, maybe we’ll make that bet later on’, I goaded him.
Josh placed the glass on the table, sat back on the sofa, drying himself with a cushion, and continued, ‘ok Sam, since your so deprived of pussy, how many times do you think you’ve wanked in the last 43 days?’. He had a smug look on his face as he asked me a genuinely embarrassing question.
‘Mate, you know how it is. No action means no release. Me and my hand have become best friends over lockdown’ I said.
‘I get it, but how many times?’ Josh pressed grinning.
‘I would say not every single day, but sometimes twice a day and occasionally three times’, I did the mental maths, ‘I’d guess at between 45 and 55’, I admitted.
‘Man you’re a horny little fucker aren’t you?’, he teased.
‘Oh come on, every guy is the same, I bet you’re not far off’
‘True, a bit behind you but not far off’, Josh confirmed.
‘Ok my turn now, have you ever cum embarrassingly quickly with a girl?’
Josh blushed, ‘yeah a couple of times, the worst was when I was making out with a girl who took me back to her room in halls. I shot my load literally as she was pulling down my boxers to go down on me. I just came over my abs and she just stopped and then laughed’
‘Did you carry on?’ I asked.
‘Yeah we did, she said it was ok and we cleaned it up with my boxers. I then went down on her until I was ready to go again. I guess it was a good thing in the end because I lasted ages when I was banging her’
‘Nice’ I laughed at the story.
‘Ok, your dare now mate’, Josh carried on. ‘I dare you’ he paused for effect, ‘to down the glass of water…’
‘No way’ I said, ‘this glass that’s had your junk in it?!’ I scoffed.
‘Yep, or do you want another forfeit?’, Josh goaded.
I sighed and took the glass in my hand, knowing I couldn’t back out. Why hadn’t I predicted this? I knew the water probably wouldn’t taste different, but it was the thought and the humiliation that bothered me. I held the glass to my lips, and tipped it back.
To be continued…