Matt plays a game ... he's a very naughty boy. :)

[DonQuixote]

Thanks, "DaveMate", JaG, too!

 

[DonQuixote]

p.s. The Prancing Pony from up Folsom Prison way cordially invites you to check out his new, improved, BioBlog60.

As per a special request, I understand that a certain aspect might be familiar to you.
Lefty's his name, fun skewering's his game . . .

 

[DaveMate]

The good and the bad news :

Good News

In a few minutes I will be posting Chapter 5 of this story. Of the 5 chapters I have written, this has made me the horniest when typing in, and again on reading back. Whether that says more about me than anything else, I don't know.

Bad News

I'm one of those writers who shrives on feedback. So, if you like what I've written so far, leave a comment, it might encourage me to write more and bring this story to it's twisted ending.

 

[DaveMate]

Chapter Five​

"You cheated!" I had just turned my card over. It was a lousy three, and Matt had drawn a nine. And that wasn't the worst of it. Matt was laughing.

"Mate, I didn't cheat. Come on," he laughed. "How could I cheat?"

"Oh ... I don't know. It wouldn't be the first time." I picked up the two upturned cards from the floor and, as I stood, I hurled them one by one across the room like frisbees. Strangely, my erection had barely shrunk, if at all. It can't have. I caught Matt gazing at it in the front of my pants. Instinctively, I put my hands in my pockets, hoping to make it less prominent. Matt smiled but then looked down at the floor sheepishly. That was out of character. He would normally have made some remark. It was probably because I wasn't the only one sporting a massive bulge.

"Damn," I cursed, as I paced to the left, and back to the right. Matt mimicked the same movement with his head as his eyes followed me. I momentarily squeezed my engorged penis with one of my hands through the silky material of my pocket. I don't know why. That was never going to help. I stopped, took one hand out of my pocket and placed it on my chin. "What is it then?," I asked.

"Eh?," said Matt, looking genuinely puzzled, as if he had just awoken.

"The dare. What do you want me to do? We're still playing aren't we?"

"Oh yeah, of course, we're still playing mate. I don't know for how much longer though ..." Matt glanced down at my crotch "... considering what I have in mind." He smiled cheekily.

I couldn't help but smile back, as much as I didn't want to, such was his attractiveness. "Charming!," I said. It was said in a sarcastic way, but I meant it. Matt was charming. Sexually at least. And that counts for a lot.

"Well I did warn you," he explained. "I'm good at this game. My dares were never going to be easy, even if I'm playing against someone who's as hopeless at it as you mate. I did tell you, I've never lost at this game, didn't I?"

"I do believe you mentioned it." I sat back in the chair facing him, discreetly adjusting my pants to loosen the squeeze on my balls caused by my bursting erection. "You mentioned it several times, in fact. But you haven't won yet. What's that saying? Don't count your chickens?"

"Man, it's only because of my kindness that you're still in the game."

"Kindness? That's a laugh. I doubt that I can expect much of that in this dare of yours."

"Are you ready for it then, are you mate? Are you ready for me to tell you the dare?"

"No, not really. I'm not sure I'll ever be ready, if the last dare is anything to go by. I'm going to have to face it sooner or later though. It may as well be sooner."

"Ok then mate," he said, shifting forward on his chair, looking keen. "I will tell you the dare. The dare is ..." We were both uncertain of where to look. It was a dare that was going to involve nudity. That was plain. "... what you have to do is ... if you want to stay in the game ... and if you don't do it, I win ... you realise that, don't you ... is ..." He glanced down at my crotch again briefly. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, yes. I'm ready."

"Ok mate. Just checking. What you have to do is ... it's just part of the game, that's all ... because I have to make the challenges difficult ... so that I will win ..."

"Come on then. Hurry up. Tell me," I said impatiently.

"Ok. Here is your dare then ... hang on, let me get this right." Now he looked down at the area of my crotch again, but this time he continued to do so as he spoke. Then he said it suddenly and quickly. "You have to let me take your pants off and let me touch it."

"What? Touch it?," I asked, probably sounding more confused than I actually was.

"Yeah mate. Touch it," he said, nodding in the direction of my genitalia. "You know."

"Touch what?," I asked, with a false giggle.

"You know. Touch IT. Your cock mate. Your dick. Your penis. You have to let me take your pants off and touch your cock."

I laughed nervously. "You mean through the material?"

"What material?," he asked.

"Of my underpants. You're going to touch it through the material of my underpants?"

"Oh, sorry mate. I thought it was obvious what I meant. You're so crazy. When I said that you have to let me take your pants off, what I meant by pants was your pants and undies. You surely didn't think that I would make the dare so easy that I would let you keep your undies on? Man, you're crazy. You're always wanting to keep your undies on. Your undies have to be off. Your bottom half has to be nude man. Naked. Everything below the waist off. And by 'off' I mean right off. Not just down to your ankles. You will have to step out of your pants and undies and I will pick them up off the floor and throw them over there, onto the bed."

I leant forward and put my head in my hands, covering my eyes. Fuck, this guy wants to see everything. My arse, my cock, my balls. If it was ever possible to be so sexually aroused and so full of dread at the same time, this was it. I lifted my head and looked back at Matt's handsome face. "Matt," I said quietly.

"What mate?"

"Um ... it's kind of embarrassing. Shit ... it's just that ... well ... I've got an erection."

"I know," he laughed.

"And you still want to see it?"

"Hard or soft, it doesn't matter. You'll have to let me touch it either way, and not just through your undies. That's what the dare says. It makes the dare more difficult for you if you're hard, I admit. Seeing as how you seem quite private. You might be embarrassed, but I won't be. So don't worry about it. I've seen plenty of cocks in my time." he explained.

"Really? So let me get this straight then. I have to stand right there in front of you?"

"That's right Jeff mate. That's the gist of it. I'll sit here and you stand there." He pointed to a spot on the floor in front of him. "I'll undo your belt and fly and pull your pants down, then your undies. You step out of them. I'll pick them up and throw them on the bed. Then I'll touch it. Your cock."

"I take it you know where my penis starts and finishes then, unlike the first dare," I said with a nervous laugh. "I mean to say, my anus is not part of my penis. You know that don't you?"

"Mate, I'm not that thick. I can't touch your anus. I could have made the dare so that you had to bend over and let me play with your arsehole, which wouldn't have been a bad idea, in hindsight, but I didn't. So unless I touch it accidentally, which seems unlikely because you'll be facing me, that won't be happening."

"Aaargh, you'll see everything."

"So, I gather from that remark that you're not going to do it then?"

"No, I never said that."

"So you will then?"

"I might ... and you won't laugh?"

"Laugh? At what?"

"At ... you know ... my body."

"I promise I won't laugh. I didn't laugh at your arse when you showed me that, did I?"

"But what do you mean exactly by 'touch it'?"

"Listen mate. You have to make up your mind. Are you going to do it, or do I win?"

"By touch it, do you mean like ... you know, wank it?"

"You're not going to do it are you? You're hopeless man." Matt picked up the remaining cards from the floor and stood. It was clear that he was every bit as excited as I was. I only had to be looking straight ahead, as he stood speaking while I remained seated, to see that. His bulge was unavoidable. "I win!" he announced. "Shall I put these cards back in the drawer then?"

I placed my hands on the armrests of the chair, positioning myself to stand. I stopped halfway up and flopped back down into the chair. "Matt ... there's something else I need to tell you."

"What mate?"

I looked across at Matt's bulge, over his athletic frame and then up to his attractive face. "Oh fuck .... well ... it's just that ... I thought I'd better warn you ... there might be ... I mean I might have some ... you know ... some juice ... you know ... on the end ... coming out of the tip ... oh shit ... you know ... some semen ... it happens easily with me ... sorry ... I thought you should know ... before you pull my pants down ... and see it."

"So, you're going to do the dare then," Matt said enthusiastically, before reseating himself. He glanced at my crotch yet again. "Don't worry about it. I get that precum stuff too."

I stood slowly, Matt watching me all the way. "There?," I asked, pointing roughly to the spot Matt had indicated earlier, to which he nodded. I stepped forward.

Matt sat up, placed his hands on my hips, and guided me about six inches closer. Before my feet barely had time to settle on the spot, Matt reached for my belt buckle and began to unravel it."

"Now?," I asked, half protesting.

"Eh?"

"Are you going to take my pants off now? Already?"

"Crazy man. You're so crazy. You haven't changed your mind again?" Matt didn't wait for an answer. He looked up at me mischievously and continued to undo my belt. I felt two tugs on my waist and before I knew it my belt was hurtling through the air before landing on the bed. Then he got the zipper and unzipped, all the way down. My erection had room at last. It pushed out some of the material at the front of my underpants through my fly. Now my dignity was hanging by a thread. A button, to be more precise. But not for long. Matt undid it and when he let go, my pants fell to my thighs. I looked down. All I could think about was how clearly Matt could see the outline of my erect penis through the stretched material of my briefs. I was right. The slick, damp patch at the front was still there, right where the slit was. Matt stared from half a foot away as he gave my pants one extra push. They fell to the ground unimpeded, coming to rest around my ankles.

"Oh fuck! Don't laugh. Shit ... sorry."

Matt didn't laugh. He didn't even smile. He didn't say anything either. He didn't even mention the precum, which surprised me. Instead he grabbed the elastic waistband of my underpants at each hip and began to pull downwards. My erection was a major obstacle. That's why my underpants came down at the back first, down below my arsecheeks. As he adjusted his grip and tugged more at the front, my penis was pulled downward and forward. It stood uncomfortably out from my body at ninety degrees before Matt released it by dragging the material over my glans. My penis suddenly sprung back against my abdomen, causing an almighty thud.

"Mate ... that's big," said Matt, looking up at me with one of his trademark grins. When I felt him tapping my ankles, I stepped out of the leg holes of my pants. Matt gathered my discarded clothing from the floor and chucked them on the bed.

"Oh fuck," I repeated, closing my eyes. "Let me know when you've finished." That idea didn't last long. Once I felt Matt's fingers on my cock, I had to open my eyes. I found him holding my penis, as if he was holding a paper dart, between his thumb and forefinger. When he pulled the loose skin upwards, a small drop of precum returned to the opening. He repeated this half a dozen times, almost as though he was practicing, until a clear drop dribbled down onto his thumb. Then he placed a finger of his other hand right at the slit and spread what liquid there was there over the swollen head of my cock, giving it a silky sheen. I could tell that my arousal was on the upswing. My arsecrack was beginning to sweat and I could sense an animalistic, masculine, sexual scent in the air. I looked down at Matt on the chair, and began to fantasize about what I would do with him. I was utterly turned on by what was happening.

Matt appeared to be in a world of his own too. He slid his backside off the chair and fell to the floor on his knees. He took my cock in his fist, holding it upright, and he began to stroke it slowly, viewing it from close range. Further drops of precum oozed onto his fingers, acting as a lubricant. He stopped stroking but kept a grip around the base, pulling my cock outwards and downwards, against its natural inclination. Then he moved his head forward and placed his tongue at the inverted v-shaped part of the underside of my glans. He licked upwards over the slit, taking a drop of precum into his mouth.

"Hey!," I protested.

Matt looked up at me with a look of total innocence. "What?"

"Oh shit ... nothing." For the sake of the game, whether this counted as 'touching' I wasn't sure. I really had no desire to seek a ruling on it.

He returned with his tongue, this time more confidently. He came at my penis with slightly more force. A small puddle of the silky liquid was noticeable on the tip of his tongue as he withdrew it back into his mouth and swallowed. "Mmmm," he mumbled. He gave my cockhead a light kiss. His lips barely touched the surface, but still enough for a string of precum to form and collapse onto his chin as his mouth retreated. He poked his tongue out and, with one swoop of his chin, lured the spillage into his mouth. As he came forward once again, he parted his lips and wrapped them around my swollen glans. He siphoned more of my juice into his mouth, pumping my cock with his hand. Then he moved even closer and placed his hands on my hips. There's nothing better than seeing your cock disappear into another guys slippery orifice, and this was no exception. Matt's lips had begun to engulf my seven and a half inch shaft, and he wasn't stopping. My cock slid effortlessly over Matt's tongue, hitting the back of his throat. His nose nestled into my pubes, his chin rested against my balls. It was almost perfect synergy. Then he withdrew as slowly, yet deliberately, as he had entered. He swirled his tongue around the head of my cock as it began it's exit. When it reached his lips, and before the pleasurable feelings in my groin had a chance to abate, he swallowed my cock once again, only this time with more purpose. He pursed his lips closer together, increasing the pressure around my cock, and the pleasure.

I really wasn't expecting Matt to take on this task with quite so much relish, or indeed expertise. It was obvious that he knew how to please a man. I knew he was enjoying it too. It wasn't long before he was massaging his own cock through his pants, while he knelt before me and his mouth saw to mine.

He had quite a rhythm going now. So much so that my balls bounced off his chin and the tip of my cock hit the back of his throat simultaneously. His saliva formed a smooth slick over my erection and also accumulated around my pubes. Some of it trickled down my scrotum and over my balls. I began to sweat profusely. My balls tightened. And I needed to plant my seed ... badly. Matt's mouth seemed like the perfect place in which to do it and Matt's mouth seemed only too pleased for that to happen. I placed my hands on his head, needing something to hold on to as I thrust my hips, Matt's head now motionless while I did all the work and parted his eager lips with my cock.

"Fuck, this is amazing," I shouted. Matt tilted his head a bit and looked up at me, just as my cock disappeared into his mouth once again. "Oh yeah ... fuck ... fuck yeah. Take my cock. Suck my dick."

Seeing him look up at me tipped me over the edge. The orgasmic feelings were building to a crescendo. I wanted it to be a huge load. I was sure it would be. I thrust one more time. My muscles stiffened. I arched my back. My prostate and anus contracted in unison. A state of euphoria racked my body. Matt grabbed my arsecheeks, pulling me closer and my cock deeper. Shots of cum fired into Matt's mouth. He didn't flinch.

I withdrew, still in orgasm, depositing an ejaculate of semen onto his tongue on the way out. "Shoot some of it on my face," Matt pleaded, with his eyes closed. But it was too late. I already had, in forceful projectiles. Once onto his forehead, and another one over the bridge of his nose and a cheek. As more cum came out, in more of a dribble, I wiped it over his other cheek with the head of my cock. Matt opened his eyes and put my cum smeared dick in his mouth once again, sucking out what was left. Then he took it in his hand and peered up at me. He looked magnificent. His face was smeared with my cum. Some of it from his nose trickled down over his upper lip and into his mouth. Globules gathered on his eyebrows. There were sticky strings of it in his hair. His mouth foamed with a mixture of cum and saliva, seeping out the sides and dribbling down his chin. It was really messy. Matt licked his lips seductively, taking more of it into his mouth.

"What does it taste like?" I asked.

In response, he produced the biggest grin I had ever seen, even by his standards, and it didn't waver, even as he answered. "Salty!"

 

[justaguy]

I think DaveMate meant thrives not shrives 2 posts back.

 

[justaguy]

And ... I loved the last chapter. It made me cum Quite a lot. Made a bit of a mess of the keyboard.

 

[Críostóir]

This is DAMNED hot!!! I hope they move on to anal in the next chapter!

I think DaveMate meant thrives not shrives 2 posts back.

Oh, I dunno. Maybe when you give him feedback he immediately goes to confession!

Oh, wait, no, probably not.

 

[Kyanimal]

EEEEEEEE!! More of MATT!!!

Just WHO is writing this again? Dave Mate? JAG Mate??

Whoever it may be, PLEASE keep it UP!!

You've just "Made" my Month!! THANK YOU!!!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

 

[DonQuixote]

Sometimes you feel like nutting, sometimes you don't.

Who am I kidding? We ALWAYS feel like nutting!!!!

Dave, Mate, you're doing just fine.
Yessiree sir, just fine getting our nuts, indeed.


Matt can come service me, anytime.

 

[Craiger]

I always knew Matt was a sex fiend and I finally have been able to see him experience his lust. Now it's time for Jeff to relieve some of Matt's tensions.... It's so great to have the continuance of one of my most favorite stories. Between Matt, Ra and Dave Mate and now Jeff it's pure heaven.

Craiger

 

[Drumlargan]

Hot, hot hot!

 

[sheep]

This was such a surprise having another chapter to [STRIKE]get me off[/STRIKE] inspire me. If anyone hasn't rated this thread, this is as good a time as any.

 

[Kyanimal]

I just tried giving this (another) 5 Stars, butt was "told" I'd already done that, and can't do it again!

Damn JUB's vBulletin!

JAG Mate's writing ... uh ... Dave Mate's story ... um, MATT, Himself ... deserves, at LEAST, 10 Stars!!

Keep smiln'!!
Chaz

 

[DonQuixote]

Atta boy, Chaz.

A real TEAM player.

 

[Elwood]

Yay I stumbled upon this today and I love it!!! Great story I loved Matt from Dave mate and I am really liking him now. Looking forward to the next chapter.

 

[DonQuixote]

Nothing,
Did you read the original "Dave, Mate" by JustAGuy?

THAT's the back story, if you haven't.

 

[DaveMate]

Hey, thanks for the excellent comments chaz, DonQ, Craiger, Drumlargan, Sheep, Elwood and Nothingtosay. Much appreciated.

I guess I'd have to claim some success at least with the last chapter having made JAG make a mess of his keyboard.

 

[Autolycus]

Wow! That was a hot episode and so well worth the wait for the story to unfold yet further. Thanks for sharing it with us.

 

[tocarter]

Great writing!

 

[marqau]

Wow, great story. I can almost taste that cum.