A FRIENDLY POOL WAGER

BY HAIR BEAR

One afternoon a few weeks after my cub scout camp out experience with my friend Matt, he called and invited me over to play some pool. He had a pool table in his basement and we had played some games during our nights there for Cub Scout meetings. When I arrived, Matt told me to come on downstairs and not to worry about making noise since nobody was home. I followed Matt downstairs to the basement and we began a game of pool.

It was still summer and even in the basement it was hot and stuffy. After the first game matt started to talk about our night in the tent and how much fun it was. I agreed with him and told him I really didn’t expect him to be into that kind of stuff, but was real glad he was. He then suggested we make the game more interesting. I asked what he meant and he said “Evry time one of us misses a shot, we have to take of a piece of clothing.” I readily agreed and we began playing. Matt was a much better pool player than me(Hell he had a pool table in his house and I didn’t) But for some reason Matt was not sinking balls that even I could hit. He missed his first 2 shots and removed his sneakers, I lost one and took off one sneaker. He missed two more times and each miss he removed a sock. I was getting hard in my shorts at the sight of him walking around barefoot in his jeans and a tee shirt. Matt was my height, maybe an inch taller. He had straight brown hair and brown eye’s, just like me. Then Matt said something that threw me off a bit, he said “Whoever is the first one naked has to lay down on the table and the winner can do whatever he wants.” I smiled and again agreed a little too quickly, but what the hell I was ten and I was horny. I also really wanted to see Matt naked in the light of day, since our first experience was in the dark.

Matt missed his next shot and he slowly removed his pants, giving me a nice show. I could clearly see the outline of Matt’s 4" hard on as it strained the white material of his Fruit of the Looms. I missed 2 shots and I removed my other sneaker and a sock. Matt missed again and to my surprise and delight instead of pulling of his tee shirt, he slipped his fingers into his FOTL’s and slid em down and off, his erection sprung up and slapped his belly outside of his blue tee shirt. It was at this point that I figured out that Matt was throwing the game and I had no problem with that. Matt’s dick was real hard and I could see some clear fluid leaking from the tip of his cock. He was 11 and I guess he had just started to do this, because he didn’t do that a few weeks earlier. I asked Matt when he started to make cum like that and he smiled proudly and said it started doing it last week. I was a little jealous and even more excited. I stared at Matt’s hard on for what seemed like 5 minutes. I was looking at the way it curved slightly to his right, how purple the vein that ran the length of the shaft. How it seemed to jump and bob on it’s own from the pulsing blood running through it. It looked so much bigger to me now than it did a few short weeks before. I tried to get my attention focused back on the game, but it wasn’t easy. As I lined up my next shot, Matt made sure he stood directly behind the pocket I was aiming at. We both stood at just the right height that our cock’s were level with the top of the pool table. He took it a step farther and pushed his erection down so his dick was touching the pocket and leaving a little droplet were he touch it. This of course excited me even more and I missed my shot and removed my other sock. I went to shot again and he did the same thing and again I missed my shot. This time I wasn’t ready to expose my raging little 3 ½" boner, so I lifted my tee shirt up and off. There was no missing the tent in the front of my summer shorts. It seemed that we never played on the same side of the table the whole game, Matt made sure he was always directly across from me showing off his cock and balls. Matt quickly shot and missed his last shot and pulled his blue tee up and off his body. I saw a nicely formed chest and stomach, he wasn’t a body builder, but he wasn’t in bad shape either.

My victory complete, My friend Matt was now standing stark naked across the table from me. Matt walked around to my end of the table and he lifted himself up and sat on the edge of the table top. I stood there frozen in anticipation as Matt lifted his hands behind his head and laid his back onto the table top. Totally stunned and exited, I slightly spread Matt’s legs apart and stepped up in-between them. Matt’s cock was right there in front of me and I took the initiative and traced my fingers up and down the length of it. I watched it jump with excitement with each touch. I let my fingers slowly drop lower and played with each of Matt’s nicely shaped and hairless balls. Matt’s eye’s rolled into the back of his head and he let out a loud sigh. I was ready to get down to business, but needed to get comfortable first. So I slipped my fingers into my shorts and yanked down my shorts and underwear in one swift motion. I stepped out of the cloths around my ankles and moved in real close to matt. Our dick’s were able to touch with the way Matt was laying, so I gently took both our cocks into my hands and rubbed them together. Matt looked up and watched our sword fight with a mischievous grin. I used both of my hands holding our cocks base to base and began to stroke them together. I could see that Matt was a good inch bigger than me and the clear fluid leaking from his cock made both our dicks slide nicely together. I was really into to this now and began to pump feverishly. In what seemed like only a minute, I was getting the feeling in my lions that I knew an orgasm was cumming soon. I said to matt “I’m almost there.” And he replied “Me too” so I really went to work rubbing our cocks up and down and together until I saw Matt tense up and wrap his legs around my ass. This was too much and I shook on my feet and my legs felt like they were about to collapse under me. Matt moaned loudly and said “Yeah, Yeah, OHHHH” and let loose with a couple of squirts that shot out and landed on his belly and chest. I continued stroking until we both started gasping for breath, our bodies covered in a sheet of sweat from the heat and the work out. Matt released the vise like grip his legs had around me and I turned and found a towel to clean up the mess Matt made on my hands. I passed it to him and he cleaned up himself and said to me “we should play pool more often” I smiled and replied “Yeah as long as you throw away the games like you did this last one.”

Matt winked at me and smiled and said “You figured that out hunh” “Yeah Matt, I figured that out, but you didn’t hear me complain”