Not what he hoped for. (Salty Sweat)

Bruce grabbed his card looking between the still oblivious Paul and the panting Jack. No one saw the bear move its six spaces. Bruce only looked down at his new 'scenario' when he felt the fuzzy change of his card. "Please be good." Bruce's small prayer went unanswered.

Instead when he saw the cards title he almost threw it away. "Salty Sweat; Sweaty bodies are hot, and its even hotter licking them down." Bruce grumbled and glanced back up at Jack. When he did he regretted it. Jack was sweating... and his dick was still throbbing only with a bead of precum on it.

Bruce felt himself get hotter, his pants now uncomfortably tight. "Nope, fuck this! I'll see you all tomorrow." Bruce stormed out of the house trying to forget his newfound feeling and urges. When he saw the sweat he was stuck looking at it, as if he were entranced by the otherwise normal sight. And then he saw the bead of precum and it all came rushing back to him, he was getting turned on by his friend who was half nude. And hard.

Paul was snapped out of his daze when Bruce ran out, and he was now blinking at the still horny Jack. "Dude, what the fuck." Jack let out a pained groan and stood, his dick flinging the bit of precum to the floor.

"I don't know Paul. My card made me horny for no fucking reason, and it won't go down." Jack slowly walked by Paul who was staring at the rock hard dick. "What?"

"It's just my own got like that when I entered the shower. Only went down after I.. well after I came." Jack bit his lip and nodded, heading out to his car. "Hey you gettin your pants?"

"Nah, I'll feel more comfortable like this anyways!" Paul groaned picking up the pants. "Do what you will, I wont miss them ever again!" Jack then left, leaving Paul alone.

"God, what are we becoming?"