making sure to rub a little more of their pre-cum over their throbbing dick-heads.

He made several comments about not being sure which was whose, and talked a little about maybe one smelling different from the other. He brought his blindfolded face close to each cock in turn as if smelling them up close. With his nose hovering over them, each cock was precariously close to his mouth, as he continued to comment on his confusion.

He finally uttered his guesses about number 2 and 3's identity, and of course was right. The guys didn't want to give him any clues so they continued to be quiet, but there was increasing movement and shifting of position going on around the circle. He turned to the next set of feet and running his hands up the outside of the guys legs, he reached around and grasped the guys ass cheeks and said "who could miss this ass!" He correctly identified number four. He then turned to the last two, and had his hands running all over both of them for several minutes, playing the game out to its conclusion.

He had planned to purposely lose the bet from the beginning; but wanted to see how involved in the 'game' each guy would get. As he grasped each of the two remaining cocks, it was clear from the noise around him that the others were each moving forward on their own! He stroked each cock with thumbs under the sensitive head, then ran his hands under their balls and played with the area behind their balls leading to their cracks.

Drawing it out, he finally hesitantly (mis-)identified number five, and the entire group hollered out that he was WRONG! Number six leaned in and pulled off the blindfold.
They all looked at him and several started saying "who's first?" and "come get it, cocksucker!"

They were each shaking their erections at him, waving at his face. He turned back to number three and reached up, grasped his rod and pulled him toward him. "A bet is
a bet, " he said. "Let's get started, I guess."

Though he sounded reluctant, he was on top of the world!

He had wanted to suck this particular lady killer cock ever since he first laid eyes on it earlier in the year in the gym locker area. This guy had a swinging cock that hung about
seven inches limp and as he saw it now in all its proud glory, it looked to be about nine inches long. Definitely a throat stretcher! He pulled it to his face and placed the tip to
his lips. Trying to look reluctant (but in reality, just wondering how the hell he would get it into his throat without gagging), he slowly pushed out his tongue and did little licks to the underside of the head.

The owner was obviously enjoying the attention, and placed his hands on the top of my cousin's head. As his mouth opened tentatively, the raging cock pushed in as far as
he would let it. He purposely kept his lips tight to provide resistance. But as more of it entered his mouth, his tongue started massaging the swollen underside of this throbbing
cock. The owner's hands dropped down to grasp his ears, which he used as handles to push deeper into the hot, waiting throat. Soon the bushy hair was against his lips and he could feel the balls against his chin. His throat had opened to accommodate the onslaught