The game has been passed on to a bunch of swim team hotties, who elect to play immersed in a hot tub.
Connor read from the instructions. “In each round, the host reads a card and each of the other players answers in clockwise order,” he said. “The host then determines which answer is most desirable and touches or kisses the person who gave that answer, after which it will become official.”
“Whoo hoo!!” yelped Brad ecstatically, so loud that someone in the pool heard him and yelled back a distant and mindless reply, “Yeah! Whoo hoo!!” Jun and Ryan laughed.
“No round can be undone but answers in a subsequent round can be used to reverse answers in a previous round,” Connor went on as if there’d been no interruption. “The host rotates with each turn to the right. For best results, play while lightly intoxicated.”
“Way ahead of you!” Brad said, handing around a bottle each from a chest on the deck next to the Jacuzzi.
“I guess I start,” Connor said. He put the instructions in the box and pulled out a card. “What would you like to see the guy across from you do more often?” he read. He looked up from the card at Brad, who’d slid down a little in the water, half-submerging his pecs.
“We’re going this way? Cool!” Brad said. “So what is this, like Truth or Dare?”
“I think, kind of,” Connor said knowingly.
Ryan glanced at him and had an odd feeling that Connor had an advantage somehow. “Okay, you need to get more drunk!” Ryan announced.
“Wait your turn!” Connor laughed, but he took a big pull at his beer.
Brad realized the “guy across from him” was Ryan. “Ooo! This is easy! ‘Go naked.’”
Ryan grimaced and looked at Jun. Jun, looking at Connor, said, “Good answer. I’m going to say ‘go naked’ too.”
They all looked at Ryan. Without thinking Ryan glanced down at Brad’s pecs and said, “Bench presses.”
The others laughed loudly. “Let’s stick within the realm of the possible here,” Jun said in a bitchy voice.
“Jealous much?” laughed Brad.
“So now I pick a winner,” Connor said. He winked at Ryan and turned to Brad. “Easy choice.” Connor grabbed Brad and pulled the surprised hunk in for a quick kiss—which suddenly turned into a not-so-quick kiss as the delighted Brad leaned into it.
As they kissed Ryan felt strange, almost queasy. Something was happening—something to do with him being naked—
“There, dude,” Brad said, finally breaking the kiss and beaming at Ryan, while Connor happily drew a finger across his lush lips. “Now you gotta do it! Like Truth or dare. You gotta go naked more!”
“Geez, that’s like you doing more bench presses,” Jun said. “I can’t even remember the last time he wore a shirt, and he always shucks his pants the minute he’s in the House. What a waste of a dare!”
It was true—he was always naked in the House, and as close to it as possible otherwise. Wasn’t he? He glanced at Connor, suddenly confused. Connor was watching him carefully with his crooked smile.
“Hey, I just think everyone deserves to see that thing,” Brad said contentedly, glancing down to where the bubbling warm water hid Ryan’s unnaturally large meat.
“Your turn,” Connor said, handing him the box.
Ryan, still feeling slightly disoriented, took a fortifying swig of beer and, setting aside his bottle, pulled a card out of the sheath. There was just a small control code in tiny letters at the bottom and, in big type, a simple question: “What characteristic of the person to your right do you think all of you should have?” Ryan frowned, knotting his brows. These were weird questions.
He glanced at Connor. “I don’t think I even need to say it,” Connor said, his brogue suddenly catching Ryan off guard again.
Jun, Brad, and Connor all said together, “His cock!” Ryan shook his head, embarrassed but smiling. He looked at Brad, who glanced at Connor and said, “His kindness.”
Connor looked genuinely touched. Ryan was a little surprised—he hadn’t realized Brad had noticed it so much. They looked at Jun, who was looking, like Ryan had been, at Brad’s luscious, half-hidden chest. “I don’t need to say mine, either,” Jun said.
Jun, Ryan, and Connor all shouted, “His pecs!”
Brad had the grace to look a little shamefaced. “Guys, I’m up here,” he said with mock consternation.
Ryan was sorely tempted to go with Jun’s answer, but he knew Connor and his kindness was more important than Brad’s pecs. He sat up and scooted across the Jacuzzi bottom on his bare ass, Brad scooting partway to meet him. “Yay! I love getting the right answers in this game!” He pulled Ryan onto his lap and wrapped his muscular legs around Ryan’s lower back, pulling their heads together for a deep, amazingly hot kiss.
Suddenly Ryan felt another pair of lips and he realized Brad had pulled Jun into the kiss. And Ryan suddenly realized he was being selfish. He wanted to share his blessing! He reached out with his left hand and pulled Connor into the kiss as well. The four of them kissed sensuously for a long time, until finally breaking the kiss they fell quietly back into their places.
Ryan looked around at his friends in amazement. All four of them had huge thick melon pecs now. And all of them were sporting massive boners like Ryan’s, the wide heads breaking the surface of the water a few inches in front of their heavy, spherical pecs.
“I didn’t know you liked my pecs so much,” Brad said softly to Jun. “Yours are just as big!”
“I don’t know,” Jun said, shrugging. “I just think they look amazing on you.”
Ryan realized something else. It was Connor’s kindness becoming a part of him that had made him want to share his cock. He felt good about that. He knew he was aware of something the others weren’t, but it was okay. It was a nice thing to do, giving his buds the kind of cock they’d envied him for.
“All right, everyone drink up!” Brad said, passing around more beers. Ryan finished his with a swig and gratefully took the new one, handing the box to Jun.
Jun chugged half his beer before pulling out a card, and the others did the same. Ryan was just barely able to realize this game was—changing—things—but he didn’t care. He moved his leg so it pressed against Connor’s, and he smiled at him as he idly stroked what only Ryan knew were freshly minded monster pecs.
“What should you all have that you don’t have now?” Jun read. He looked at Brad expectantly.
“Another giant cock!” Brad said with a wicked grin.
Connor rolled his eyes. “You are obsessed with our cocks,” he said. “My answer is, true love.” He glanced at Ryan.
Caught off guard by Connor’s look, Ryan didn’t know what to say. “Um, um, eternal youth!” he blurted out.
Jun grinned. “Dudes, I think you’re all right again!” He drew them all in for another four-way kiss that lasted long enough that Ryan lost track.
Finally they broke apart in amazement, and Ryan fell naturally back into the arms of his love, Connor, his left hand idly caressing his big-pecced partner’s nearest monster cock. “‘Another cock’,” he snorted at Brad.
“Yeah really,” Connor said. “Aren’t three of these fire hoses enough for you?”
Jun was staring at all of them, flabbergasted. He stared at the heads of his three cocks, erupting mightily out of the water. Ryan wondered why. Then his eyes fell on Brad and he said, “I love you,” he said in a rush, like he’d never said it before. “I love you forever.”
Brad smiled indulgently at Jun. “I love you forever,” he said, and pulled him in for a sweet, unrushed kiss.
After happily watching this for a while, Connor, his arm around Ryan’s shoulders and gently running his fingers along his boyfriend’s clavicle, cleared his throat ostentatiously. “Ha—h’m,” he said with a grin. “You guys coming up for air?” But Brad and Jun just kept on making out.
Ryan felt very content, the water bubbling excitedly around his cocks, his huge pecs, his hot lover’s whole bod. “Hey, here’s where the party went,” said a voice behind him.
He twisted round to see the handsome-faced twins, Ken and Den, looking down at the two couples in the pool delightedly, holding hands and obviously enjoying the show enough each of their three knee-length softies was starting to chub. Den scratched his chest with a free hand, and Ryan thought idly that they really ought to work out another muscle group besides their enormous pecs.
“Everyone iss paired off downstairs—as usual,” Ken said, obviously just drunk enough that he was trying to speak very carefully.
“So we thought we would look for—for the party committee,” Den added, equally buzzed. “You guys got room for two more?”
Brad and Jun finally broke their liplock. “Climb in!” Brad said, nodding to the gap between him and Connor.
“And drink up!” Jun added, handing them beers from the cooler as they stepped in. The twins settled in, their melon pecs half-submerged like the others’—and soon six more broad cockheads were thrusting up out of the frothing water. To the others’ delight they each quickly chugged the whole bottle, finishing simultaneously and belching in unison. The others laughed hysterically.
Then Jun handed the box to Brad with a smile. “Your turn,” he said.
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