The Bet

It started innocently enough. A few smirking, teasing jokes about masturbation while at dinner. We have a good rapport and are comfortable enough with each other that there isn't much out of bounds when we get in a flirty,teasing mood. Then came the bet. A disagreement over who sang the song playing at the restaurant. Eventually, grudgingly I had to admit you were right. "Well, I won the bet. What do I win?" you said. "Whatever you want," I said, "I'm yours for the night." With a sly smile you replied, "I'll think about it." Dinner, a few glasses of wine, and more conversation about more mundane things and I had forgotten about 'the bet.' But you didn't. As soon as we got back to the apartment, you, perhaps with a little extra courage borrowed from the wine said, "Well, it's time to pay up buddy boy." I wasn't too worried. I trusted you, but I was a little suspicious of that mischievous look on your face.

You showed me to your bedroom and said, "You admitted that you masturbate, I want to see it. I want to see you stroke your cock for me. I want to see you cum without me even touching you." I had never had anyone watch me before and I was a little nervous, or embarrassed at the idea, but I'm a good sport and you had won the bet. "Ok, I'll do it, but on one condition. I want you to strip down to your bra and panties. You've got to give me something to look at." You agreed readily enough. As you strippped down and sat down in the small, plush chair in the corner of your room I stripped down to my boxers. As you watched me I reached down and lay my palm flat against my cock and began to slowly slide it up and down over the material of my boxers. "C'mon, I want to see it," you say. "Don't worry, you will, just wait." As I caress my cock I can feel how aroused I'm getting. Not because of my touch, but because of your eyes. I've never had this feeling. Never been watched like this. It's not embarrassing, it's very arousing, and soon my cock is as hard and hot as it's ever been, all without your touch.

I can't bear the hindrance of my boxers any longer and I push them off my hips and they fall to the floor. Without a word you look at my fully engorged cock appreciatively and recline in the chair, opening your legs seductively to me. I step forward, between your feet. I want to be close. I want to feel your eyes on my cock. I want to watch you watching me. I reach down again and this time I feel the warmth of my hand as I again just allow my flat palm to ride up and down my cock. The pre-cum dripping down my muscular rod makes it slick. I close my fist around the base, wrapping my fingers around my cock firmly. I begin to stroke up and down, not with friction but by moving the tight skin on my cock. It feels like a massage as my fingers pass over the full, hot veins. Your eyes watch, never looking at me, only at my hand, my cock that I'm stroking for you. Unconsciously you throw one leg over the arm of the chair and your hand drops to your lap. Your fingers just sort of playing with, teasing, tracing the edge of your panties. You're getting wet and I know it, but I can't touch you. You want to see me cum. I want to cum like this now. I want to cum just looking at you, knowing that you get me this aroused.

My tempo increasing, fucking my own fist. My cock just two feet from you. Your eyes boring into me, stroking and caressing me without a touch. My other hand reaches down and takes my balls in my hand. I take another step forward and put one foot up on the side of the chair. My cock now a foot from your face, your eyes, your lips, which you lick at just that moment. "God I want to cum, " I think, but I know it's too soon. I want more. More of this sweet, sexy torture. I look down from your face to see that the hand in your lap is moving up and down over your panties, and I see your juices beginning to soak through. I'm stroking faster. "Take off your bra," I say, 'I want to see your tits. Please." You pause for a moment considering my request and you quickly oblige, revealing your beautiful breasts and your pink, hard little nipples. How I want to kiss them and suck hard on those nipples while I stroke myself. Your hand falls back into your lap and this time a finger slips into the top of your panties and I see you shudder with pleasure ever so slightly as you touch your clit.

I continue to stroke, to fuck my fist, inches from your face, your lips, but it's your eyes that arouse me. Seeing them mesmerized, staring, stroking my cock without a word or a touch. You lay your head back and breathe deeply, your breasts rising towards me ever so briefly. Your fingers working your clit faster, almost in time with my strokes. You can see the head of my cock, glistening, full, close to you. "Cum," you breathe to me, "cum, I want to see it." I bend my knees ever so slightly, lower my cock as I stroke, up and down. My cock now closer to your breasts. Your fingers working your tender clit. you feel the pleasure emanating from your clit outward, starting to consume your whole body. It feels as if every inch of your skin has just become warm. I stroke my cock, harder, faster, closer to your body. I want so badly to grab you and just fuck you, to fill you with my cum, but I know that you want to see it. You want to see me cum for you, by just looking at you. I want that too. I want you to know that you're so sexy I can cum just looking at you, and I'm almost there. I fuck my fist, the back of my hand brushes against one of your firm little nipples and it feels like lightning has struck you there, electricity shooting through your aroused body from that brief touch. I lower my cock and use the head to smear some of my slippery, clear pre-cum on both your nipples. Suddenly I feel it. My back arches and I brace myself on the arm of the chair with one hand. The other hand holding my cock in front of you, stroking, teasing, touching. I feel my cock pulsing and I see your eyes widen in anticipation. I feel the heat of your eyes on my cock and I cum. My white cum bursting from me in jets, painting lines of pearl across your chest. Gush after gush flows from me. I've never cum this hard. I watch it too now, loving the sight of my cock exploding with cum upon your tits. Your fingers still working your pussy. One plunging inside you, your thumb on your clit. I know you need to cum now. I kneel down between your legs and literally tear your panties from you and bury my face in your sopping wet, pussy. Licking, lapping, sucking everywhere until I feel your body go tense for a moment and you clutch my head between your legs. Your sweet, delicious juices just pour from you as you cum and I love the taste of you as your body tenses and relaxes over and over as your orgasm flows through you rising and falling like the waves on a beach. Finally when you do relax and exhale I pull my mouth back and look up at you, "Next bet I win, you are in serious trouble."