Their regular poker nights had been a firm tradition. The five guys had met years ago. They'd all grown up through school together and by an amazing stroke of luck they'd all ended up at the same college, not only on the same campus but in the same dorm.
That was when the poker nights had started. While they all shared a dorm it had been a monthly meeting with a few beers. As they'd moved on post studies the meetings had been less than monthly but just as important, if not more important to maintain that close friendship they had built.
Charlie had developed a few close groups of male friends while on campus, but this was no doubt the closest group. As a guy still discovering his sexuality he had become friendly with many, but not too close as to maintain his secret. He'd always held a secret hope that there'd be an opportunity to do some of the 'experimenting' that he had convinced himself was an urban myth when it came to dorm life. He'd never been lucky enough to have that opportunity present itself, despite the number of nights spent supplying alcohol to his hot dormmates.
That could all be about to change tonight though. After a few drinks and a few hands of poker, where most of the guys had lost most of their money, they'd decided to up the stakes. Dares had become the currency of the game and they'd started tame enough, until Charlie had seen his chance.
"Drop your pants and face out onto the street," Charlie commanded after careful consideration. His outstanding poker playing had won him the chance to issue the last dare of the night to the other four boys.
What Charlie didn't notice in the reflection Mike surely did, Standing right next to Mitch, he had the best view.
"Shit man how did you get that thing so big?" he exclaimed, his fist still in the air.
"Just lucky I guess," Mitch laughed and gave it a swing.
"I thought mine was big. You've got me beat," James lamented.
"Mate, the size of it soft doesn't matter," Charlie interjected, causing the boys to laugh and face him.
James dropped his hands next, "I most certainly grow enough from this state to please the ladies."
The boys all laughed again, Charlie was now the only one in the room who didn't have his dick out.
"What about you Chuck?" Mitch took a step towards him, his big cut dick swinging between his thighs as he shucked his shorts, freeing his legs and walking towards the table. "You gonna just look at ours or get yours out to compare too?"
The other boys removed their pants fully as well, muttering their agreement with Mitch.
"You wanna compare all of us?" Charlie asked as he undid the button on his jeans. He was slightly reluctant, not only because he knew his penis wasn't 'large', but mainly because he was certain of how it would respond to the current situation.
"Yeah, let's see who's the proper alpha male here," Henry's competitive edge made him seem excited by the idea.
"All right," Charlie dropped his jeans around his ankles.
This was the first time these lifelong friends had seen each other naked since before the awkwardness of puberty had caused them to keep their junk hidden and so naturally the boys had already been subtly attempting to assess each other's equipment.
"So this is great, but are we gonna actually find out who wins this thing?" Henry's need to determine a winner snapped the boys out of their observational trance.
"Well as I said, soft means little for these things," Charlie repeated, deciding to take the plunge on this outstanding opportunity and begin slowly working his cock to its fullness, "so who's prepared to do this properly?"
