Good Luck Charm - Part 2/2

We're back with the second part, and Marc will be exposed even more in the VIP server. I never take guys like him for granted, and I still get a thrill hearing that someone wants to pose for one of my stories here. Love this community, and I can't wait to keep writing for you.

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For the next quarter, I plated snacks wearing nothing but the blush on my cheeks.

For all of us that had gone to college together, it’s not like this was the first time that we’d seen each other naked. Communal bathrooms as freshman and locker rooms really took away embarrassment with stripping down… but those had time limits. You weren’t staying in the locker room for hours- you took off your dirty uniform, took a shower, and then you were dressed. It wasn’t like this.

Everyone else was fully clothed in the living room as they watched me walk around with a tray full of drinks or snacks or even just napkins to give me a reason to keep getting out of my chair.

As the third quarter ended, I was told to go grab some waters, and I headed once more out to the garage fridge. We still had beer and sodas out here, but no water.

“Hey Jack, no bottles out there, so tap water it is.”

“Or sorry Marc, I forgot that they were still in my truck. They’re in the passenger seat.”

Throwing me the keys, I took two steps before realizing what that meant.

“Wait, you’re parked outside in the driveway.”

“Yep.”

“Jack, I’m naked.”

“Also yep.”

“Dude, I can’t be seen like this!”

“Then you better run fast so that no one sees you.”

Oh my god, this is just like what happened to Ian. During halftime, he’d told us about what happened to him when he had to do this dare last year in his fantasy football league. He’d been forced to grab something from his friend’s truck outside, and they’d turned on the car alarm to alert everyone and make his neighbors look outside.

“And don’t worry, Josh has my spare set so I can’t pull any funny business.”

I didn’t know if I believed him, but I also had no choice. Heading to the front door, I opened it a crack to see that it was still far too light outside to be doing something like this, especially in a neighborhood like Jack’s. There was always someone jogging or walking their dog, and I didn’t want to be the topic of conversation for them once they got back home.

Deciding that I just had to make a break for it, I ran out the door, clicking the unlock button as I went to the truck in the driveway. Pulling open the door, I grabbed the case of water, slammed the door shut with my hip, and started running back to the porch. I was just a few strides away when I felt the weight of the water change- the pack was ripping open. I tried to hug it tighter to my chest, but bottles were already spilling out of the bottom, noisily bouncing across the sidewalk and landing on the front porch and the grass around it.

That fucker!

He must have cut the packaging to cause this because this was far too convenient to have been a freak accident. I knew that there was no point heading inside without every bottle because I knew that Jack would make me finish the task. He never stepped down from dares when they went against him, and I knew that he wouldn’t let me either.

The guys were now standing in the doorway laughing at me, and I just started grabbing bottles, chucking them through the doorway without caring if I hit them or not. I was grabbing the last one out of the bush right by the porch when I heard a dog barking behind me. Too close behind me…

“Good evening Jack, a little too early for a full moon, isn’t it?”

Looking back through my legs, past my cock and balls dangling in clear view, I saw a middle-aged couple standing there with their yapping dog. They had an unobstructed view of my ass, and as I knelt over, I realized that my asshole was aimed right at them.

Grabbing the water bottle without a word, I ran inside as everyone, including the neighbors, starting laughing. I heard Jack explain the dare, but I was inside before I could hear their response.

My heart was racing as I kicked the water bottles into the kitchen to pick up behind the safety of the island in the center of the room. Over in the living room, I saw my team score a touchdown to take the lead, but I was too mortified to even register that excitement. Well, at least not all of me… part of me was definitely getting excited.

The shame and thrill of being caught like that had me getting chubbed up, and there was no stopping it as the guys headed inside. Quickly grabbing my hat, I pulled it down to cover my cock which was now bobbing in front of me. I’d been doing well so far, but the insanity of the day had now caught up to me, and my cock couldn’t deny what was happening.

“Okay guys, I think I’ve fulfilled the dare by now. It’s time for me to get dressed again.”

They were all standing between the living room and me now, and one by one, I could see the realization dawning on their faces.

“Hey Marc, why’d you suddenly decide to cover that cock now?”

“You’ve been naked for hours by now- aren’t you used to it?

“I’m just ready to watch the end of the game; that’s all.”

“Oh, I’m sure it is,” Jack was walking over to me now, “but I think we just need to make sure you aren’t trying to do anything sneaky. Why don’t you put that hat back on?”

Fuck…

Praying that my cock would somehow soften by the time that my hat was back on, I lifted it up while one hand stayed clamped over my dick.

“C’mon, nothing to hide between friends, right?”

This asshole knew exactly what he was making me do, and I also knew with Jack that he would send me home without my clothes if I didn’t fulfill every bit of that dare. I had been serving him stuff all day, and now he wanted my dick on a platter.

Moving my hands, my erect cock fell into view, bobbing a bit in the air just to add another insult onto this whole experience.

“Fuck Marc, did this turn you on?”

“You liked having Jenny and Taylor see you bent over for them?”

Trying to ignore them, I headed to the living room with their hands reaching for me. One errant hand even swatted my cock, making it jump into the air again, and I still am not sure if that was on purpose or not.

I was able to finally get dressed and watch my team win, but this didn’t feel like a victory. Not when the sheer memory of the day was still able to send blood rushing up to my cheeks and down to my cock every time…