No homo... right?

The episode seems to drag on, and Eric keeps glancing at the stairs nervously to look for Janie. The lady with the bowls has just reached the appraiser when she comes down wearing a tank top and yoga pants, her hair slightly damp from the shower.

"Well, carnival glass can range quite wildly in price, depending on the rarity of the piece," the appraiser explains as she wanders into the living room with a glass of orange juice and curls up on a chair. "This looks like a full matching set, which is very impressive..."

"You two really care about antiques, huh," she says, laughing at how tensely Jake and Eric are watching the TV. "If Eric bet you my virginity, you're a few years late."

The casualness of that joke, as if that's a perfectly normal thing to wager, nearly distracts Jake from the big reveal, but Eric is still locked in when the numbers come up on screen.

"Any one of these pieces alone would easily be worth $500. With the whole set together, I'd say this could go for $1-2,000."

Eric stomps the hardwood floor as Jake leans back against the couch, stretching out smugly.

"Go on, Eric," he grins, "tell her what you owe me."

"A handjob," Eric mumbles, petulant. "You have to jerk him off in front of me."

Jake tuts, turning to Janie, "That's not quite it. Yes, I won a handjob. But the terms were that it could be either you or Eric, while the other watches. You two get to decide together."

Her face lights up deviously as she stares over at Eric.

"Well, I think big sister's covered enough of your debts already. It's high time you handled things yourself, isn't it?"

Eric's jaw drops, his eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

"You can't be serious. I'm not... Jake, you..."

Jake just shrugs and tugs down his shorts, letting his hard cock spring loose into the open air. It's a little weird feeling so many eyes on it, but he does his best to hide his awkwardness.

"If you can stroke your own, you can stroke mine," he insists, tossing the TV remote to Janie. "Here, turn on something sexy for me."

With a devilish smile on her face, Janie starts scrolling through channels as Eric sits stiffly down beside Jake and reaches over into his friend's lap, muttering "No homo" under his breath with every stroke.