Yes, he does

"Okay, okay, whatever," he suddenly released you and backed off. By the tone of his voice, it sounded like the whole thing had just been a joke, but you were not certain. He just laughed and walked back to the couch, crashing onto it and grabbing another beer. Timidly, you walk over and join him. However, as you do, you notice that your cock seems to do its best to strain free from the bind of the panties. To prevent this, you walk carefully with your thighs together, just like a girl.

When you join Mathew on the couch, you huff. "You know, that was not cool, man." He just laughs again.

"Whatever. You probably enjoyed it, sissy." He teased.

"I should not have even agreed to this. A bet is a bet, but this is too much," you complain.

"But a bet is a bet. So man up. Prove that you don't belong in those clothes," he added.

"Whatever. Okay. Fine. I dressed like you wanted. And, you know, your sister would kill you if she knew you made me dress in her clothes."

You look at him with a smug smile as if you have found a way out all of a sudden, but just as you do, he snaps a picture of you with his cell phone.

"You mean she would kill you if she knew you were wearing those clothes. And the rest of the world would laugh their asses off!"

Things just got real. He now has ****. You suddenly hated Mathew with all of your guts. "Hey! Not cool! I did what you wanted. Delete that picture now!" You reach over and try to snatch the phone from his hand, but he is too fast. He just laughs at you as you fall face first into his lap. You blush and quickly sit back up.

"See, I knew you were just a girl after all. So eager to get to my cock!" He was in hysterics now. You just blush and look away from him. He had been hard when you landed there and you had felt his bulge against your cheek. It even throbbed once. You knew this meant he enjoyed it, something you should be able to use against him, but the fact was that your smaller cock throbbed a little too. You were too embarrassed to capitalize.

"Tell you what, Doe," he said, resuming calling you a girl's name, "you give me a proper blowjob, and I will delete this picture."

You turn and stare at him, trying to give him a look of disbelief, but knowing it came off as something else. "What?" You say.

"You heard me, babe. A proper blowjob," and with that, he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. It had to be at least 8 inches and was standing tall. You stared at it, lost in your repressed sexual curiosity.

"Just suck it some and no one will ever know."