You and Matt over John

Sarah dealt, and when I leaned forward to flip my card over I felt my cock graze against Nicole's bare leg. She pulled away quickly, glancing at you, but I made sure not to look like anything had happened. I flipped over a King, and Nicole flipped over a six.

John ended up being our low card with a two, and unfortunately Matt joined me with a king of his own. Or was it unfortunate?

"Alright, I gotta go to the hall," I said, patting Nicole on the side of her ass. She stood up and didn't say anything about my touching her - if I'd tried to do that before, she would have bitten my fucking head off. Progress.

Matt followed me out to the hall, and I turned to him. "Dude," he said. "Could you point that thing somewhere else?"

"I'm not even fucking hard," I said. "Get over yourself. Look, the way I figure it, John has got a case of the down-bad's for Miranda, right?"

Matt looked flustered. "What? I wouldn't know-"

"Put a cork in it," I said. "You two are best pals. If I can see it written on his face, you definitely know about it."

Matt hesitated another moment, but nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, alright. He's been crushing on her for a while now."

"Well let's help that dude out," I said. Cause that's definitely my plan, I then thought sarcastically. "The way I see it, we can't just dare him to do something to Miranda, that would be too obvious, right?"

"Sure," Matt nodded. "I guess that makes sense."

"Right, so the way I figure it, we need the dare to include all the girls."

"Well, it can't be too much," Matt said, clearly not liking the idea of John getting with Sarah in some way.

"I'm thinking we just have each girl get a grope of his dick through his boxers. That way he gets to show off, and they get a tease, but it's not even skin on skin," I said.

Matt thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

We walked back into the living room and took our spots. As I sat back down, Nicole went to resume her place on my lap and I used two fingers to tug on her skirt, pulling it back - not enough to lift it and get a peek, but enough so that she knew I was getting her to sit on my lap bare-assed again. She glanced at me as she sat down, but didn't say anything. I gave her a little, genuine smile, and then turned and nodded to Matt to make our dare.

"Um, John, Tom and I dare you to let each of the girls feel your dick through your boxers," he said.

Sarah giggled, while Nicole and Miranda looked surprised.

"What? Dude, what the fuck?" John said.

"Oh, get over yourself," I said. "Three chicks are gonna feel your package."

"Fine," John said, standing up. He turned to Miranda first, since she was sitting beside him.

"Well, hello there," Miranda said. She looked up and met John's eyes and flashed him a warm smile as she tentatively reached out and put her hand on the tent in his boxers.

While Miranda was getting her feel, I turned my attention to Nicole in my lap. While she was watching Miranda and trying to hide her jealousy, I ran my hand up under her t-shirt in the back and wrapped my hand around her bare waist. She stiffened under my fingers and turned from the grope-show, looking at me. "Stop it," she whispered.

"Stop what?" I asked equally quietly.

She scoffed, but didn't say anything, and turned back to the others. I just left my hand there, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin. She was an all-natural kind of girl, and a nerd, so she wasn't tight and toned like a cheerleader or something, and feeling her softness was a fun little tease.

Miranda, in the meanwhile, had gotten her fill of groping John through his boxers. As he turned to let Sarah have her go, he showed in profile the rather sad looking tent in his boxers. Well, sad in terms of me. Maybe he was average?

Sarah went to work, grabbing and measuring his dick with her hands and making a crooning deal of flirting with John as she did it. This, of course, had Matt on the edge of his seat and annoyed that the girl he wanted was making a big deal out of John's cock and the guy wasn't just ending it.

Sarah sent John off with an exaggerated wink after whispering something sexual to him, and John approached Nicole.

"Do you really want to do this?" John asked Nicole.

"Y- Yeah, it's part of the game," Nicole said.

I smirked. Sure, Nicole. Cause you haven't dreamed about this moment.

She reached out and started feeling up John's covered dick. At the same time, I shifted my hand under her shirt and ran my finger nails up her back, making her shiver on my lap. I did it again and she shifted her leg, trying to get a different seating on me, but this pulled back her leg and ended up bumping up against my cock, which was starting to get chubby. She almost pulled away again, but then I felt her press that leg back, firmer and with purpose.

That's right. You can tell how much bigger I am just like that. Now you'll be comparing me and him, and I'll win every damn time.

"Alright, alright," John said, pulling away from Nicole.

"Awe, I was just starting to have fun," she joked.

"Really?" John asked, looking confused.

"I'm just teasing you," Nicole said, trying to cover what she'd started thinking.

"Right, right," John nodded, turning to sit back down in his seat next to Miranda.

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