Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2011 10:47:54 +0000 From: Carl Hollamby <email@example.com> Subject: Who dares wins chapter 4 We got back to Ian's house which was empty since his parents were away for the weekend. We decided that we would take advantage of this and that I would stay the night. I was certainly happy at the thought of this because I figured it might give me the chance to see if I could push Ian a little more in terms of dares. After all, he'd seen me wank my cock and shoot my load and I definitely wanted him to return the favour. We spent most of the afternoon watching films and just generally lazing about the house. By the time it got dark outside we had gotten bored of watching films and decided to head out to Ian's garage. Ian's family didn?t use their garage as such but instead had converted it into more of a game room. There was a dartboard hanging up on the wall, a couple of comfortable sofas and dominating the centre of the room was a pool table. We played a couple of games of pool and then even that started to get boring, so I decided that now was as good a time as any to try and liven things up a bit. "Say, how about we play another game of pool but this time make it more interesting?" "What did you have in mind?" asked Ian, acting innocently though I?m sure in his head he knew where this was going. "How about strip pool? Each time your opponent pots a ball you lose a piece of clothing. And the person who loses the game overall has to do an extra forfeit." "Sounds good to me. What should the extra forfeit be?" "Hmmm, I dunno." Ian thought for a second before coming up with an idea. "It's dark outside, so how about the loser has to go outside onto the street, naked and jerk off until they shoot their load over the hood of my car." My cock gave a twinge of excitement at the idea and especially at the thought that I might be able to see Ian jacking off for the first time. "Sounds good to me." We began the game. I was the first to pot a ball and that meant I was spots and Ian was stripes. He took off one of his shoes as the first penalty for me potting a ball. The game continued and soon both of us had lost our socks and shoes. Ian however had also lost his t-shirt and trousers. I was feeling good about things since I only had one spot left on the table whereas Ian still had three stripes lift. I lined up my shot perfectly and sunk my last spot into the right corner pocket. "Damn? exclaimed Ian but he went ahead and took off his boxers anyway. His cock was pointing directly out in front of him by this point and I could tell the game was getting to him. "That's what I like to see." I said. "Yeah, well you haven?t won yet. You?ve still gotta pot the black." "That should be easy? I commented and I rounded the table to take my shot. I aimed the black for the middle pocket but my self confidence was misplaced as the black bounced off the jaw of the pocket rather than going in. I didn?t feel too bad about it though. After all I was still wearing three items of clothing whilst Ian was standing there naked. Ian took his shot and managed to get one of his balls in so I removed my t-shirt. Then Ian managed to get a second ball in resulting in me losing my trousers. It seemed he was on a bit of a run and managed to bounce his last stripe off the cushion and into a pocket. All of a sudden I was a lot more nervous as I realised we were even. I removed my underwear to reveal what was by now a full on boner. It seems the game was getting to me. "Not so cocky now are ya?" joked Ian as he prepared for what could be the final shot of the game. I had been so sure that I was going to win that when I saw Ian roll the black into the pocket I just kind of stood there for a few seconds in disbelief at how quickly things had turned against me. I was brought out of my brief moment of suspended animation by Ian's cheer of victory. "Right then loser, time to get outside and wank that nice dick of yours." He said with a smile as he put his clothes back on. I accepted my fate and peered out the door of his garage. Looking up and down the street there didn?t seem to be anyone out there. There were some houses across the road, some of which had lights on but their curtains were drawn so I figured that if I got this over with quickly then nobody would see. We went out onto Ian's driveway where his car was parked and I began wanking furiously. It was a massive turn on to be exposed outdoors like this and also to see the contrast of my naked body against Ian's now fully clothed body. I knew these factors would mean this would be over quickly. Not quickly enough though it seemed since a car suddenly turned onto Ian's road and began driving towards us. With the headlights on I was sure that whoever was driving the car could see me standing in the driveway stroking my cock. Indeed as the car approached it slowed down until it had pulled up just a few metres away from us. Looking into the car I could see a group of older teenaged guys. They all looked on in amazement at what I was doing and began cheering me on. I was afraid that their noise would alert people in the houses across the road. It was so hot stroking my cock not just for Ian but also this bunch of guys in the car that I could quickly feel my balls tightening and I moaned as I shot out 7 strong jets of cum from my cock, shooting all over the hood of Ian's car. The guys in the car gave one final cheer and then drove off. I slowly came down from the orgasmic high and rushed back inside to put my clothes on. "Man, that was hot to watch." Commented Ian, following me inside. "Yeah, being watched like that was a real turn on." "Someone needs to clean up the cum all over my car though." "It's your car, you do it." I said. "How about one more game? Three darts each, whoever gets the highest score wins and the loser has to lick the cum off my car." "You're on." I said with a grin. I stepped up to the mark, determined not to lose to Ian again. I threw my first dart, then my second, then my third. I wasn?t a great darts player so I only managed a score of 63 but I knew that Ian wasn?t great at darts either so I had a chance. Ian took his place in front of the dartboard. He threw his first dart and I looked on stunned as it landed right in the centre of the board, a perfect bull's eye worth 50 points. Ian smirked and threw his second dart. Not so good this time, he managed a double six which took his total up to 62. I knew that meant I was gonna be the loser since he still had one dart left. I hated the fact that he had managed to get me to jack off on his car and was now gonna have me licking up my own cum and that he had got away without doing anything. However, those feelings were suddenly replaced with shock when Ian stepped up to take his final shot only to have the dart hit one of the metal wires and bounce off the board completely. His final dart had scored him no points and therefore I had won. "No way!? lamented Ian devastated to have lost in such gutting fashion. "Well you suggested it, now you have to lick up my cum." I said with possibly a little too much glee in my voice. "Fine, I guess I do have to keep my end of the deal." He said as he headed outside onto the driveway again. In the time it had taken to play the quick darts game the cum on the hood of his car had begun to dry. I watched Ian lean in towards to car and lick up the first big gob of my cum. I saw him savour the taste for a moment before swallowing and licking up the next bit of my jizz. "How's it taste?" I asked. "Not as nice as it would have been in a burger like you had it earlier." He said and we both laughed at that comment. Car now sufficiently cleaned we headed back inside and decided that after all the fun we'd had today that we were now suitably exhausted and that it was time for bed.