Chapter 6
by 
Graysend
Things are Going in Your Favor. Now What?
Trash-Talk Him. He's in His Underwear, and His Confidence is Low
Not above the occasional devious tactic, you decide to get inside of his head a little bit. You needle and barb him with trash talk while you play, and it clearly starts to effect his focus. He starts slipping up.
"Man, you're kinda shit at this game."
"Why's there barely a bulge in your briefs? I didn't think your cock was that small."
"Why are you even trying? Just strip buck-naked now, and maybe I'll go easy on you."
"Too bad your girlfriend isn't here to see me chain up your dick."
"Just give up, loser. Your cock is mine."
Erik starts to buckle under the constant mockery, and even stops responding after a point. He misses an easy block, and that costs him the entire match. Clearly angry but unwilling to break his wager, he stands up and pulls down his underwear. His flaccid dick swings between his legs, and he drops his briefs on top of the rest of his clothing. He sits on the floor with his legs apart, with his penis and balls on full display.