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Chapter 11 by Cheesers123 Cheesers123

What does Matt draw?

Tom (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

When Matt pulled the slip out to read it he announced what he had drawn in such a soft voice that no one could even hear him. "Say again buddy?" John said, leaning closer and tilting an ear towards him to better hear whatever his friend was about to mumble. Before repeating himself, Matt cleared his throat, and took a large swig of his own drink. Once his cup was nearly empty, he deposited it back on the table, and shook the slip out as if reading it again for the first time.

"Tom," he enunciated more clearly this time. The second the words left his lips, his eyes flicked to the larger man, a fearful glint to his gaze. Sarah knew that they were too old now for beating people up and stuffing them in lockers, but if they weren't, then she also knew which ends of the arrangement Tom and Matt would have been on. Matt seemed to know it too, if his worried gaze was anything to go by.

Tom rubbed his hands together before responding: "what have you got for me Matt? I'm all ears." Despite the cordiality of his reply, his eyes were cold as he looked at the nerd with the hat, and Matt seemed to pick up on the hostility. All Tom was doing was looking at him, and his shoulders were already hunched defensively. It was as if Matt was already picturing the cold grey back wall of a locker that he would have been shoved against if he spoke wrong towards Tom.

The dork almost seemed to panic as he tried to think of something for Tom to do, clearly anxious about the consequences of trying to **** the dominant male to do something he didn't want. That complete lack of self confidence was another reason why Sarah didn't want him around. He reeked of self loathing and fear, two things that were less attractive than a hook nose and an underbite as far as she was concerned.

"I-I-I-I think," Matt began, stumbling over his words as if they were hosting a fight club in his throat for which one could get out first. "-I th-think, you should ch-ch-chug the rest of your drink." Matt looked towards Tom for approval when he had finished speaking, evidently waiting on tenterhooks for his response.

Fortunately for him, Tom simply smiled and nodded as an answer. "I think I can do that," he chuckled, leaning forward and grabbing his already half empty can. In one fluid motion, he brought it up and threw the last of his beer down his throat. In a motion he had obviously done countless times before, he took the empty can and crushed it flat against his head, the thin metal crumpling loudly. Beside him, Miranda rolled her eyes at the macho display, but he easily laughed it off.

"Impressed?" He asked her jokingly, cocking an eyebrow at her as he dropped the flattened metal disc back on the table.

Nicole answered for her. "Oh wow, you compressed one of the softest metals on the planet," she said "such an impressive feat." Her words oozed with such disdain that it couldn't be missed, but Tom just smiled at that too. He'd only just met the cute nerd, and she'd already taken a dislike to him, which he thought was a shame. A repressed little thing like her would probably be wild in the sack, and he would have loved to be the one to break her in. Of course, a girl hating Tom was no guarantee that they wouldn't fuck him, so he opted to keep his options open towards her.

"Thanks babe," he winked at her. "I didn't really think it was all that amazing, but I'm glad to hear you liked it." For a moment, Nicole was nearly baited into responding by his playing dumb act, but then she realized that not even Tom could have been stupid enough to miss her sarcasm. With a huff, she turned her blonde head and folded her hands in her lap, tugging down at her skirt again that barely came halfway down her thighs.

Leaning forward in his seat, Tom stretched out a hand towards Matt. "The hat," he stated simply, and the shorter man hurried to deposit it straight into his reaching grasp. Without another word, he took it, and sat back in his seat. Now, it was his turn for some fun.

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Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next FOUR are already available on my Patreon to members, so if you want to see what sort of fun Tom has with his dare, or what comes afterwards, consider joining. The vote to decide which path to take with Miranda has also closed, although just what she thinks of Sarah's plan won't be revealed here until next week. I plan to have another poll by the end of May, so you may want to join to vote in that.

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