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Monday, August 24, 2015

[SS-023] Billiards



[BILLIARDS]

"Hey, let's play strip billiards," one of the three muscle head friends as they went into the room with a pool table, "anyone who hits the wrong ball has to discard an article of clothing."

"What do we get out of this?" the second asked.

"Bragging rights, haha!" the first nonchalantly replied, "and the loser gets naked and humiliated."

The third shrugged, "alright. Let's do it. Since all of us have no girls to date and nowhere else to go this friday night, I guess we're all stuck hanging out playing pool with such a silly rule."

And so they did. One by one, each muscular man's clothing was removed every time they made a foul shot. Hats, shoes, socks, watches and jewelry have came off one by one. Then their shirts went on.

In addition to the heated game, the room was poorly air conditioned. So, they were all sweating profusely.

Ironically, the first hunk who suggested the game in the first place was the one who made mistakes and stripped the fastest. 

He was the first one to shed off his jeans, exposing his jockstrap.

"What the hell are you wearing dude?" the second stud asked, puzzled.

"It's a jockstrap, all my undies were in the laundry. This was the only one left for me today," he replied.

The third guy commented, "nice ass dude." Then he spanked the sweaty plump ass loudly.

Every time the first guy took a shot, he would bend over and unconsciously show his large muscular ass. His two friends' felt uncomfortable seeing his buttocks. It was because there was something about the ass that made them horny.

And the inevitable happened. The first man made his last wrong shot.

"No way?!" he bellowed in frustration.

Without warning the second guy went to him and pulled his jockstrap down, "loser!"

The now naked muscleboy covered his semi-erect penis with his arms.

"What do we do to our loser?" the second asked the third guy.

Their eyes met. And somehow, their minds agreed on something without talking.

The third man pushed his nude friend forward to the pool table, making him bend over and push out his ass.

"Wait? What the hell?!" he retaliated.

His tormentor got on top of him and whispered in his ear, "this was your rule right? Im going to humiliate you by taking your ass!"

"NO!" The loser struggled under him but to no avail. The other guy was holding him tightly too.

The third man pulled his shorts down and penetrated the muscular ass with his rock hard cock, "fuck! Your ass feels so good! So, warm!" Then he pumped away.

The losing muscle man alternated shrieking in pain and moaning in pleasure. After a few minutes, he started talking:

"Ugh, oh yeah. Keep fucking me dude! Oh yeah! Harder!"

The other man took out his long dick and held it near the bottom's face. Dazed with lust, the loser took his punishment too readily by greedily sucking the cock offered to him.


It was their best Friday boy's night out yet.

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