Yes but this isn’t over

My mother in law sighs and lets me pass. “Fine, get your ass inside, naked boy. Quickly! Before I change my mind and call the whole neighborhood out. I’m sure everyone would love to see your bare penis and balls!”

This makes me even harder as I trip over myself in a rush to get inside. I feel a smack on my ass as I get though the door and back to the living room. I bend over to pick up my clothes and hear my mother in law ask sternly “And what, exactly do you think you’re doing, you naughty naked boy?” I feel a shudder “I’m just going to put my clothes back on now. You won . . . so the game is over.”

“Oh, I don’t think so. I won, alright. I won your clothes. They belong to me now!” She laughs loudly as I retreat back to my bedroom to get dressed. I discard my modesty as I run, letting my hard penis flail wildly while my mother-in-law catches another eyeful and more pictures of my naked body as I retreat.

I make it to the bedroom door when I notice that something is wrong. “Why is the door locked?!” I exclaim. I twist the door knob violently for a moment before I hear the flash of a camera and a laugh behind me. “Hahaha! What a cute ass! What’s the matter, naked boy? Just realised that you’re locked out from your clothes, huh?” I turn around to face my mother in law and she laughs at my exposed boner. “Looks like you may be enjoying this as much as I am! You might consider tugging on a different knob to take care of your . . . situation.” Her final joke makes me shudder with excitement and she laughs evilly.

“I’ll tell you what” she says tauntingly “as fun as it is seeing your dick and balls bounce around the house, I’ll give you one more chance to save at least some modesty.”

“What did you have in mind?” I ask. “It’s a simple game,” she replies. “I’ll flip a coin, if it lands heads up I’ll unlock the room for you. And maybe I won’t consider posting these pictures on the neighborhood forum. You won’t be getting those clothes back that I won in monopoly though. I’m going to frame them like a trophy. But if I win . . .