Punish Him

Who the hell does that little slut think he is!? He thinks he's going to cheat you out of a win? No way! You're gonna go in there and put the bitch in his place!

You let the anger wash over you before pounding on his door. "Open up you little loser! Open up right now!"

Bob opens the door half dressed, his boner awkwardly pointing at your face. "What the fuck, bro?"

"What the fuck? What the fuck are you doing wanking off right before the game? Huh?" You yell.

"Bro, calm down, what's your problem?" He's trying to act as alpha as possible, but you can see you're having an effect.

"What's my problem? My problem is that I came hear to play the game 'who can cum first' and I find you jerking off 5 minutes before the game starts! My problem is that if we play the game, I'm gonna lose! My problem is that you're a fucking sissy cheater who can't win playing fair! That's my fucking problem!"

"What the fuck are you bitching about, dude? We just said two days ago that its fine if we both cheat? Stop acting like a sissy bitch."

Fuck. Think fast. "There's a difference between drinking a bottle of water and jerking off 5 fucking minutes before the game, dipshit! You really think I'm just going to play and let you win?!"

"Oh, I get it," He's mad as well now, "Last time we both cheated so it was fine, but now when you forgot to jerk off at home, suddenly it's not. Is that it? Well, fuck you!"

You can see you're having an effect, but its clearly not enough. You take a deep breath, for what you're about to say could ruin everything.

"You know what, bro? This was a dumb idea. Jerking off together, shooting cum together, blowing each other's cocks - it was all just stupid. I don't even know why I agreed to this bitch ass game in the first place."

"Come on, don't say that..."

"I'm going home, and I'm just going to forget about this whole damned thing." You say as you turn on your heel, praying to God that your plan works. Just as you open the door, it seems He heard your prayers.

"Wait, dude! Don't go. Look, I... ah... I guess... look I'm sorry," he stammers, a bright red blush rising over his face. "I... uh... I shouldn't have done that.... I shouldn't have cheated. It... was wrong of me, I won't do it again. Maybe we can play again tomorrow?" His eyes shine with hope at the last part. You smile inwardly. The slut wants my D.

"Do you see how fucking angry I am, and you want to apologize? Apology won't fucking cut it!"

He's in shock. "Ah... look, you ah... you can have my XBox for the week?" He says meekly.

"A fucking XBox? Is that your idea of a joke? You wanted to trick me into getting a freebie, you need to pay up by giving me one yourself!"

He looks like he's about to cry. He's just standing there fighting back the tears, not knowing what to do. You need to push him.

"Otherwise, how can I know you really mean it. That apology was just a bunch of words!"

"Well, I guess you're right," Bob sobs. "I... I really am sorry, you know."

"I know, I know, Bob. I don't want to hurt you, but I need you to show me that you really mean it," You encourage. He's acting like a fucking girl, you think. Oh no, baby, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! It's pathetic, really.

"Alright," Bob nods, making up his mind. OK, I guess he's not totally feminine.

He walks over to you and gets down on his knees. You shake your head in awe. He's completely forgotten the bet. You wait until he unzips your pants before you say "What are you doing?"

"Umm... I thought you wanted a freebie?" A momentary horror flashes in his eyes as he thinks you might want anal. Luckily for him, you don't. Yet.

"Awwww, Did you forget the bet already, Bob?" You try for a voice that sounds consoling without being patronizing. "You need to dress up like a girl," you point to the shipment.

"Oh... yeah. Umm... I'll go upstairs to change. You're not going to leave, are you?"

You assure him you'll be right here when he's done.

As he leaves, you quickly drop your pants. All this time you had been sporting a raging boner that was fighting to rip your jeans in half. You had no idea a hard-on could hurt so much, but with how innocent Bob was acting you weren't surprised that it had.