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_ Swim team: The sleep over _

Warnings:

M/M, Buck, Human, Cervine, Knot, Anal, Panties, Locker room, Shower,

Note:

I'm still unsure about it, but I wrote the last scene with Denson having knot even though he's a buck. I was working on the idea that his dad might be a canine, and that idea may get explored more later, or the knot part removed.

It was a little weird getting into the back of the car with Denson, but his mom was pleasant, and she was 'very glad' to have me over tonight. I called my parents and told them I was staying the night at Denson's, yes his parents were home, and yes they would feed me. Parents...Sigh.

After asking Denson how school was and if he had homework, she made small talk with Me and Denson.

"How was swim-team today?" she asked us both.

"Great!" Denson beamed.

"It was good," I said a little sheepishly.

"Only good?" Denson asked, knowing why I was embarrassed. "I thought you did great today!" he said, enjoying the hidden innuendo.

"Yah," I said quietly as I blushed.

Denson just smiled at me and elbowed me a little.

When we entered the sub-division Denson lived in I was impressed by the fancy landscaping and gates of the community. I was more impressed when we drove past a few houses; they were large, new and very upscale by my standards.

The car pulled into the driveway of one large house, and I looked up at the large stylish edifice.

Denson popped the door of the car open. “Come on, I'll show you around!"

"I'll order pizza for you in a few hours, ok boys?" Denson's mom said as we walked up to the house.

"Thanks mom." Denson said.

"Thanks." I said quietly.

Denson had a bedroom upstairs, and next to that a spare room was a sort of game room with a couch a big screen and a bunch of console games.

"You have Fur-rocious 4?" I said excitedly. That was the newest one!

"Yah I'm on the tanker level already." he replied as we dropped on to the old couch.

I'm not sure how long we played video games, but after a while we both got bored of blowing up pixels.

"Hey, let's go for a ride, you can use my brother's bike." Denson said. "Come on."

I followed him to the side yard where there were some bikes, and he pointed to the bike I could use. We rode around the street some jumping curbs and hopping up and down on the side walk. Once we were both sure that we had displayed our best moves we rode around the neighborhood. We were looking at the cars parked in driveways, commenting on which was the best and which ones we wanted most. Neither of us could wait, soon we would be able to drive!

The sun was setting when we made our way back home, and dropped the bikes in the side yard.

"Just in time boys. Did you have fun?" Denson's mom asked as she set out the pizza boxes on the counter.

"Yah, hey mom, can we take our food upstairs and watch a movie?" Denson asked.

"Sure, just take some paper towels and don't make a mess." she said with kind smile.

“Thanks mom! We grabbed our plates and dashed up the stairs to the game room and Denson played an action movie that had just come out.

Half way through the movie Denson's mom dropped in on us and took our empty plates.

"Don't stay up to late boys. And don't forget to shower before you boys go to bed," She reminded us.

"And before you boys go to sleep, Denson will take your clothes down to the laundry so you will have something clean for school tomorrow. Denson might have some old clothes that will fit you for the night." His mother reminded us. "-and honey, when you take his clothes downstairs, grab your brothers laundry basket too."

"Yes mom."

"And there's a sleeping bag in the closet too. Denson can get you a pillow as well."

"Ok mom." Denson sighed as he rolled his eyes at her well meaning doting.

We continued the movie and promptly forgot all about laundry and sleeping bags as soon as we hit the play button.

It was late when the hero defeated the bad guys, got the girl, and the movie ended.

Sitting on the couch a two feet from the buck, I knew what I nervously felt, and I sensed the tension in Denson too. The trouble with being a teen is not knowing how to express yourself. I fidgeted quietly and looked over at Denson, and when he looked at me I looked away, almost like I was guilty.

"Darla was hot." Denson said, putting words into the nervous silence, as he referred to the main female character of the movie.

"Yah I guess so." I said not really being into girls.

"So if you could have sex with either Darla or Dr. Serbaana, who would you do?" he posed the question about the female movie characters, trying to find an outlet for his pent desires.

"Uhhh, I don't know, Dr. Serbaana," I floated out without much reasoning.

"Hah, Yah I bet you'd like to fuck her hard," he said with a small grin. I smiled some and gave a small nervous laugh.

We were both horny and both wanted to explore, but neither of us knew how to get there. Neither of us wanted to be 'gay' and say what we wanted. The elegant solution of most teens dawned on us silently. Make a game or competition out of it, and pretend the sexual content was just an un-noticed but pleasant side effect.

"Hey, so have you ever played truth or dare?" Denson asked.

“No," I replied nervously.

“Ok well, Truth or dare?" he asked turning to face me more.

“Um, truth?" I said uncertainly clearing my throat.

“Ok, so earlier today, in the locker room, was that the first time you....uh..?" he trailed off.

I gulped as my heart started racing. “Yes."

The room was silent for a moment.

“You ask me now, that's how it works." he said with a laugh.

“Heh, ok, so, truth or dare?" I asked uncertainly.

"Dare," he said confidently, locking his gaze on me.

“Um, well, hmmm." I said thinking. What do I say? I had never played this before.

“So in the movie, when Raxis jumps on the table and dances?" I asked.

"Yah?" Denson replied with a confused look on his face.

I smiled.

"Do that. Naked." I giggled and Denson smiled too.

I could tell he was a little nervous as he turned around began to undress but hesitated just moment before dropping his shorts. Now fully nude, he jumped up on the wooden coffee table and shook his hips in a move similar to the character from the movie. After a few seconds of me watching the embarrassing act he hopped down and pulled his boxers and pants back on, but left his shirt on the floor. Even I was a little red and embarrassed.

“See? you got it. So, truth or dare? " he asked me.

“Truth." I said again.

He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Ok. Have you ever seen a girl naked?"

"No." I replied blandly but a little embarrassed. It wasn't my thing.

"Man you gotta start taking some dares too." he said with a playful laugh and shove my shoulder lightly.

"Truth or dare?" I asked him.

"Truth." he said confidently.

"Earlier... was that the first time you... uhh?" I sort of asked.

"Well, with a guy, yah." he said sheepishly.

"What about a girl?" I asked curiously.

"I've done that a twice." he smiled confidently. “Hey- you asked two questions! That means you have to take a dare!" he said in a playfully accusing way.

"Fine," I said meekly as my heart really started to pound. What would he make me do?

"Hmm, this is gonna be a good one. I want you to take off all your clothes, and go in to my brothers room and grab his laundry basket, then take it down stairs to the laundry room." he smiled, quite pleased with himself. It was a dare that made me do his chores to boot.

"But your brother is home!" I exclaimed. How was I going to walk in to Denson's older brother's room naked without him seeing?

"I know. But he has work tomorrow. He's already asleep, and when he sleeps he wears headphones and covers his eyes. He won't see you." he said like it still wasn't a big deal.

"But-"

"Nope, it's the rule, ask two truths, and you have to do the next dare, no chickens."

"Chickens?" I wondered aloud.

"Yah, you know, if you tell me a dare, but I don't want to do it, it's taking a chicken. But you can take the chicken on this one. Besides I didn't tell you what the chicken is. It might be worse!" he said. “So undress!"

I gulped and started to undress. This sounded like a bad idea. I sheepishly dropped my boxers and grabbed all my clothes. Denson opened the door and waved out into the dark hallway beyond. It was late, probably close to midnight, and the Buck household was asleep, dark and silent. Only nightlights strategically placed cast small pools of dim light.

I stepped out into the hall, a shy boy, and completely naked. It was terrifying, what if someone got up to get a glass of water? What if? What if? I crept silently down the hall with Denson following me with a big grin. He passed me and pointed to a doorway at the end of the hall. His brother's room we walked up to the door and stopped outside. It was silent within.

He opened the door knob slowly and the door silently swung open. It revealed the darkened room of a twenty two year old buck, illuminated by the soft blue glow of an alarm clock and other sundry electronics. Denson pointed cross the room to the basket of clothes and with a hand on my back sent me in. I stepped in and adjusted to the darkness. I realized that the bed held the naked form of his brother and after I took my first three silent steps I looked again and realized he was moving. Shit he was wake! I turned in a panic and stepped as quickly and silently as I could back to the door.

Denson had closed it! I grabbed the door knob but it was not budging, he was holding the door shut from the outside.

I looked back at his brother still in bed, and noticed the glow from a led on his headphones. He couldn't hear me if I was quiet.

"Open the door!" I whispered.

“Get the basket!" Denson said.

“No!"

Then stay in there!"

“No!"

“Then get the basket!"

He was being obstinate, and I was afraid any second his brother would discover me.

I turned back and stepped silently towards the basket. The basket was a few feet away, I looked at his brother, and started to make out that he was indeed moving...he was jacking off! He was laying in bed naked, his eyes were covered in a sleep-mask and he was listening to something on headphones as he stroked his cock.

My eyes had adjusted to the non-light, and I stood naked, frozen in place as I watched the spectacle. After a mesmerizing moment of listening to the slurp of his hand stroking his huge cock, I returned to my senses. I tiptoed over to the basket of laundry and hefted it. I froze as I heard a loud cry from the bed. I was discovered!

I turned around quickly to leave and caught a wet cloth to my face. I realized I wasn't discovered yet and quickly made for the door that was now cracked open, framing Denson's face. I approached the door and Denson opened it and closed it carefully and silently behind me. We ran down the hall and ducked in a spare room.

"What the hell!" I said as angrily and softly as I could, as I set down the basket. Denson was laughing quietly as he grabbed the cloth from its perch on my head.

"Shhhh!" he said while still laughing quietly.

"Why didn't you let me out! He could have caught me!"I hissed.

Because I wasn't going to let you chicken out! Hehe, you caught his boxers on your head, he wasn't even looking and he pegged you!" Denson said holding up the shorts.

There was an obvious wet spot on them.

"It's even better! You got hit in the head with his jizz-rag!" Denson was giggling uncontrollably now.

The forced journey continued as we composed ourselves and crept down the stairs trying to not creak floorboards as we traveled. The ground floor of the house was empty and silent, and we quickly arrived at the laundry room. Once inside with the door closed, Denson flicked on the light switch. As I set down the laundry basket he tossed his brothers boxers to me.

"Next dare, I dare you to sniff his boxers."

I didn't have to think much about that, and I sniffed the crotch of the shorts catching the musky whiff of a male.

"Now lick the wet spot." he said.

"But that's two dares, you can't do that!" I said starting to feel embarrassed.

"Well if you don't, you have to stay naked for the rest of the night. Or you can lick that and I'll give you something to wear. What's it going to be?"

I sat with my mind frozen for a moment.

"Do it." He urged me.

I licked the wet spot on the shorts where Denson's older brother had blown his load. it was salty and a little acrid. I looked up and Denson was watching, partly awed to see me licking cum, and partly enjoying making me do stupid things.

“So give me something to wear!" I said standing naked and embarrassed.

He dug through the laundry and pulled out a skimpy pare of panties, holding them up with two fingers

“No!" I stated right off the bat as he grinned, “I'm not wearing your sister's clothes!" I said feeling red.

“Ok, how about this, we wrestle, winner decides." He dropped the panties

I don't know…" I said uncertainly.

“Too late, it's the next dare." He pulled out my Speedo form the pile and tossed them to me, then walked out of the laundry room. As he entered the dim garage I donned my Speedo quickly and followed him.

He outlined the game as he undressed, tossing the cloths to the concrete floor. He kept a pair of boxers on to hide his growing erection, as he was now sporting a semi-hard cock.

“Have you ever wrestled before?"

“No, just swim team." I said.

“My older brother wrestles, or use too. Ok first you need to work on your stance… so you try and grapple like this." He started to explain.

After a five minute wrestling lesson, he stepped outside through a side door in the garage. We were in a narrow fenced in grass yard on the side of his house, lit from one floodlight above us. Crickets chirped in the distance, but otherwise it was a cool quiet night.

“You start over there, and I will start over here," He pointed to opposite ends of the dimly lit, narrow yard.

“We start on the count of three," he said somehow confidently, despite standing in boxers. I don't think he knew his reddish tip was poking out the fly.

“Ok," I said getting in to my stance.

“Three... Two… One… Go!" he said intensely but quietly.

We rushed each other and grappled, his strong hands grabbed my waist while I grasped his Shoulders and arms.

Suddenly the sprinkler timer clicked on and a gurgling of water turned in to a cold spray.

We were stunned for a moment as the cold water sprayed us, but he quickly re engaged. He grappled with me and quickly rolled me down to the wet ground.

He had a firm grip around my waist and I tried to find a grip on him or break free from his. Now with the water I was able to slide free from his grasp. We were rolling around in the cool wet and muddy grass in the side yard.

Both of us were exhausted when Denson pinned me to the ground with his body, his hands pinning one of my wrists and elbow.

“I win." He said with a ragged breath as we lay in the mud face to face.

I was oddly ok with that, I wanted him to win. I was a little confused by it but as he helped me out of the mud the sprinklers shut off.

“Let's go shower" he said as we stood cold, wet, exhausted, and covered in mud.

“Yah." I said standing in my muddy speedo, looking at his matted and wet fur and shorts. It seemed like he had forgotten our initial reason for the wrestling, and I was fine with that.

We snuck upstairs and made sure to not leave a trail of mud or water through the house. I had the idea to use an old towel to wipe up any drips behind us. Denson had his own bathroom in his room, which was awesome! I wish I had my own bathroom. He turned it on and ran a hot steamy shower.

“I'll let you shower first." I said feeling sheepish again.

“No, it's ok, I want to take a long a shower, and there might not be any hot water left."

“But-“

“That's the last dare. No chickens. I dare you to shower with me." He said turning and looking at me intensely.

I gulped and closed the bathroom door behind me.

He pulled off his shorts and his boner popped out, bouncing up and down for a second.

“Your turn." He said standing in front of me watching.

I was so turned on, I was hard and embarrassed at the same time. I dropped my muddy swimwear, exposing my hard-on too. We really looked at each other's bodies seriously for the first time, a little dirty from the mud, but fully nude and in a well lit room. I was fully naked in front of another male, and I was in awe of what I saw standing three feet away from a naked buck. I didn't try and hide myself, even as I started to get a little shy, it was a special moment in my life.

He looked at me and stepped into the white tile shower stall filled with steaming water.

With his insistence I stepped in with him, my heart was pounding as he shut the fogged glass door. As we got into the streams of hot water he handed me the bar of soap.

He grabbed a bottle of body wash and started to squirt some in his hand.

“Hey, can you wash my back? I'll get yours too." He offered coolly.

“Sure!" I liked the idea alot.

He turned around and waited; I worked up a lather and started to wash his upper back, massaging the soap in to his pelt. It was different washing the fur than it was my own skin. Once I got to his lower back I stopped feeling self-conscious. I looked at his small tail... it flicked once and I just stood watching his ass.

He turned back and grabbed my shoulder and manually turned me around, and started to wash my back upper back.

We started to wash each other, I started on his arm, he started on my chest, and we both cleaned each other just about every were but the lower end.

“Final round- Double-dare: You have to wash all the rest of me, including my cock." He said, “But I have to do the same dare for you." He said nervously. even he wasn't sure if I would go with it.

“O-okay." I replied sheepishly.

“You start." He said passing the bar of soap back to me.

I gulped. Taking the soap in hand I formed a lather and reached out to his wet and waiting cock. Grabbing it with both hands I stroked the soap on. He moaned at the touch and I felt his cock get harder and swell in my hands. It was hard and hot, his cock was more pointed than mine, bigger too. His furry ball sack was next, he reached down and moved one of my hands there, and I started soaping them too. I was enthralled to touch him, to stroke his length and cup and roll his balls. I never would have dreamed of it, but it was exactly what I wanted. His cock was nine inches long, and had a lot of girth too. The base was swollen and large purple-ish veins under the slick pink and red surface. This was the strong and hard cock of a young buck pulsing in my hands. Denson leaned back moaning softly and I stroked. He leaned against the wall pressing his dark tipped hands against the white tile. He thrust his hips willingly but thoughtlessly at times, eyes closed in pleasure. After a minute of that wasn't enough, he decided to change things.

“Ok, my turn." He said gathering himself and stopping me. He grabbed the body wash and poured the blue liquid into his hand quickly, and used it on my body, starting with my belly, but his hands quickly spun me around and against the tile. His firm hands grabbed my hips from behind and he started to wash my butt with vigor. I pressed my hands against the wall as he lathered my ass, and a finger quickly found its way into me. I gasped loudly and his hands pulled my cheeks apart. Next I felt his tip press against my opening.

“Ahh-uuhhhhh." I moaned loudly as his tip entered quickly.

“Shhh." he hissed pulling out. He grabbed his cock with one hand and his other hand covered my mouth. I nodded once.

He guided his cock back in, going in a little more. I focused all my strength and will on not crying out or moaning and holding myself up as he quickly worked his way into me. With the excitement and inexperience of a young buck he started to breed me, stabbing wildly and pressing into me. He entered fully on the third try both his hands finding my hips as he almost hilted himself. He stopped once inside eyes closed and mouth open in a soft moan of pleasure.

I gasped and shuttered under him.

One of his hands slid around my hip and grabbed my cock, stroking me with a sudsy lathers he started to thrust. The fat swell at the base of his cock was stretching me open more and more with every thrust, and it was just too much to handle, I..I was going to cum! He thrust excitedly, and put himself over the edge at the same moment stroking my cock with the same wild pace that he pushed his into me, even he cried out as he came inside of me, collapsing on my back pushing me flat against the wall. He let go of my spent cock and slipped out of my bottom, and leaned against the opposite wall of the shower stall. We didn't move, just panting with the realization setting in… we just had sex. The rest of the shower was had in silence, as he turned around and washed his cock off and I washed the soap from my ass. “I'm done." He said quietly.

“Me too." I said feeling awkward. He turned off the water and opened the glass door, grabbing a towel.

I stepped out of the stall, and he stood still, looking dismayed.

“There is only one towel," he said flatly.

“Here," He tossed it to me, “I'll grab one from the hall closet, he said before stepping out the door naked and wet.

And he looked good doing it! I dried off and had the towel wrapped around my waist by the time I was done he entered with a white towel over his shoulder and a round bundled sleeping bag.

He tossed the bag to me, “Here- lay this out on the floor over there," he said as he grabbed the towel from his shoulder and started to dry his pelt.

I unrolled the sleeping bag where he had indicated and unzipped it. I was surprised when I turned around and he was standing perfectly still, naked, and dried off, watching me with a small grin.

“What?" I said.

“Let's go to sleep," He said throwing back the covers on his bed.

I took the towel off and started to get in to the sleeping bag.

“No, up here, the sleeping bag is only for mom, so she doesn't know we slept in bed together." He said with a smile.

With a grin I climbed in the bed next to him. He pulled the covers up, turned off the light, and grabbed me close. We spooned for a while, I was hard and I felt him getting hard again. His hand started to touch me... my hip, my thigh, my cock.

Soon I rolled around and we were face to face in the bed, the only light was the dim light from a night light. I touched his chest, feeling the toned muscles under his pelt. We were rubbing our cocks together, quietly breathing, and doing what felt right.

Suddenly he did what he felt was right, and he pressed his chest to mine and rolled me on to my back, and kissed me passionately as he pinned me under his grinding hips. I...I never kissed any one before, so I was shocked. My hands on his chest relaxed from the tensed pressure to a gentle embrace. It felt...good. It felt right.

We kissed and rubbed and dry humped for a while, but then he stopped and sat back on his knees between my spread legs me. I had a good view of his soft white treasure trail leading to his hard cervine cock and soft white fuzzy balls while he reached over to the night stand. He returned with a hand full of lotion and he slathered it on his cock then he gripped it and lined it up with me. He entered quick and deep, and once he was in and finished a long sigh, he lay back on top of me and resumed kissing me as he started to thrust. We kissed and sexed and it was great.

But the buck wanted more, and he stopped and pulled out, rolled me over and lifted my hips, then mounted me. He grabbed my shoulders at first, then found my cock with one hand. He started to jerk me some, but it was clear he was distracted. I pushed his hand off and started to stroke myself. He gripped me by the shoulders and pushed into me hard.

“It's so good," He panted.

I just moaned as I tugged downward on my cock feeling close.

His hands grabbed my hips and pulled them up he started to pile drive my ass as fast as he could. I wouldn't say I wanted him to stop, but I was looking forward to him finishing so I could lay under him in bliss.

He grabbed the base of his cock, gripping it behind the swell at the base and thrust, intent on getting the knot in me. It felt good as it started, hurt as it stretched me around its circumference, and subsided as the knot popped in.

Before his thrusts in were the source of pleasure, now his pulls, tugging at me from the inside outweighed that. I was lost in pleasure under the wildly thrusting buck. I came first, moaning softly and shuttering some under the buck's thrusting body.

He was close if his panting and moaning said anything. I started to fall flat on the bed, spent, but Denson wasn't having it.

After a flurry of slamming thrusts he rammed home and stayed there, seeding me.

He tried to pullout but the swollen knot prevented it. It hurt a little at his first tug, and I think we were both to spent to figure it out. He griped me and I rolled with him to our sides, and we spooned, tied, as he caught his breath. My breath started to sync with his as we drifted to sleep.

There was a knocking at the door.

“Boys! Wake up!" Denson's mother's voice was very soft and pleasant sounding it had a very sing song sound to it. But her voice struck terror in to both of us we woke up naked and next to each other tangled in sheets.

The door knob started to turn.

I leaped from the bed and rolled to the floor and slipped into the sleeping bag.

The door started to open.

Denson pulled the covers up covering himself.

“I have your laundry boys; breakfast is ready so get dressed." Denson's mom entered the room with a basket of warm folded clothes.

“Fine," Denson whined as she set the basked just inside the door.

“Thanks," I said meekly from under the sleeping bag.

She left but didn't close the door all the way. The sounds of a house waking up started to filter into the room.

Denson climbed from bed first and closed the door then dug through the pile of clothes, making a mess of them as he pulled out pair of boxers. My clothes had been neatly folded on top of the pile, so I snagged them and got dressed.

Breakfast was a good but weird. Denson and I had ... well we had done a lot last night -secretly- and now we were sitting next to each other in the same room with his mom and older brother, eating. It felt a little awkward. And there was a lot I wanted to ask Denson...What did this mean for us? Is there an us? Are you gay? Am I gay? Is it going to be weird to see you in school? On the swim team?

Questions swirled in my mind as I eat pancakes and still as we got in the back seat of his mom's car and drove to school.

I was distracted all day. I texted Denson once between classes, but when he answered it was less helpful:

“Talk later"

What does that mean?

I would ask him but we didn't share any classes, however swim practice was after school. I would have to find out then.

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As swim team practice neared, I debated on what to do. Do I go in late? But what if he doesn't see me and get the wrong idea? Do I go in with the rest of the team? But then well I'd have to get naked with a lot of other guys...Gulp.

When zero hour arrived and I stood outside the door to the locker room, knowing that the rest of the team and Denson were in there, right now. All I had to do was walk in confidently, and change. I tried to buff myself up and do it, but doubts flowed through my mind. I froze. I couldn't do it. What if they somehow knew? What if they saw my butt, and knew what we had done? I just couldn't. I entered like I always did, a little latte and silently. The door to the locker room was behind a privacy wall, so that with the door wide open you could not see in to the room itself. This provided me with a hiding area to listen and wait.

I could hear the banter of the others, and clearly, Denson's voice. He was talking about sports... football? Soccer? I couldn't tell for sure. I took out my phone and pretended to look at it, in case anyone saw me, and peeked around the well. Denson was in his tight light blue Speedo, as were most the others. One boy, a panther was bent over pulling his up. They teased him a lot about the water as they started to head for the pool entrance on the far side of the room. I watched

Denson reach back and tuck his tail more comfortably into his Speedo as they disappeared through the doorway. I sighed, and the room was empty. I changed quickly, and dashed out to the pool.

It was weird, I had a lot I wanted to ask him, but I had to wait.

Once practice was over, I slowly walked back to the locker room. Denson had already gone ahead with the others, and I hid in a toilet stall until the sounds faded to silence.

I entered, and looked around, the coast was clear. I then searched for Denson, maybe he was hiding in the room some place? But he was nowhere to be found. I looked in the locker he used, but it was empty.

My heart dropped a little.

I opened my locker, but there was no note slipped through the vent slat, nothing.

I heard a muffled buzz from my bag...A text message!

I looked and it was from Denson!

'hey, hope we can talk soon. playing soccer right now. I left a surprise for you.'

I was thrilled and confused. He was talking to me still!

'Ok' I texted back.

After a moment I got in the shower and washed off.

When I returned my phone was indicating another text.

I was going to get some clothes on before I looked at my phone though... I wasn't about to stand around naked looking at my phone.

I pulled open my bag and couldn't find my underwear. There should have been a pair of white briefs... in their place was a skimpy red pair of girls' underwear.

Denson's surprise...

still naked I looked at the text anyway:

'I won. You better wear them : ) '

I almost laughed, but gulped instead.

I looked around and then quickly pulled them on, and got dressed.

A few texts with Denson and two hours later he was on his way over to my house. His parents met mine, and they did whatever it is parents do.

Denson and I went in my room and closed the door, so I could 'pack'. We had negotiated a two-day sleep over at his house. I would go with him tonight, his mom would take us to school in the morning and pick us up after, and we would stay at his house Friday night and some time Saturday afternoon I would go home. I was so excited to spend more time with Denson!

First thing he said when we closed the door was “Drop 'em."

“What?"

“Your pants, drop them. You better be wearing them." He said with a evil grin.

I sheepishly lowered my pants, and per our deal, I was wearing the panties.

When he saw them he groped his crotch a little adjusting the swelling under his shorts.

“You look hot in those," he said softly, aware of the four adults in the other room.

I didn't reply other then turning red.

“Let's get you packed." He said.

I started to pull up my pants, and he stopped me.

“No, like that." He said.

And so I gathered a few sets of clean clothes and my bag, toothbrush, etcetera, while walking around in the scant garment, and Denson watched me.

While I did that he looked around my room and sat on my bed.

Once I was done I gathered the courage to tell him I didn't want to wear these, and I was going to change. He just shrugged, and I got dressed.

I handed him the panties, but he just said to keep them.

“You hold on to them, I'm sure you will lose a bet sooner or later," He said with satisfied grin.

I stashed them out of sight, and slung my backpack.

“Let's go," I said as I opened the door.