You bluff.

“Obviously. Why else would he be helping me.” You try to sound convincing, “Now stop messing around and give me the gold.”

He stands up. “Hmm, I think you are the one confused about this situation. He told me to get you clothing and a weapon, then handed me the money. If he wanted you to have it, why didn’t he hand it to you?”

You don’t actually have a great answer to that, “Fine what’s the wager?”

He glances at your cock. “Okay, first wager. We suck each other off, whoever cums first has to take it up the ass.”

“What? What does fucking have to do with the gold?”

“That’s covered in wager number three silly.”

“Three? What’s wager three?”

“Ah ah ah, you are skipping ahead. First wager one.” He hooks his thumbs in his waistband.