The eleven frat brothers sat around the large, round, oaken table. Each of them was naked and eager to play the new game simply known as Cards. They had placed the table in the quad outside the frat house in anticipation of a very good game. If all went well, one frat brother would be leaving the table a very changed man. The others, well, they wouldnt be leaving the table at all.
So, how do we get things started, asked T-Bone. Like the others, he had a boner forming at the idea of what the cards could do for him when the game was over.
We each jack off, first one to cum gets to draw last. Guy to his left will go first and then we go clockwise, instructed Will, whose idea it had been to try the game out. He had heard about if from a good friend of his up at a frat in Oregon.
Then what, inquired Swift, I mean how does the game actually work?
So, how do we get things started, asked T-Bone. Like the others, he had a boner forming at the idea of what the cards could do for him when the game was over.
We each jack off, first one to cum gets to draw last. Guy to his left will go first and then we go clockwise, instructed Will, whose idea it had been to try the game out. He had heard about if from a good friend of his up at a frat in Oregon.
Then what, inquired Swift, I mean how does the game actually work?