It was the Friday night before the Super Bowl, and I was riding high. My favorite team was playing and I was certain they would win.
What made it more interesting was my buddies favorite team was also playing and as you can imagine...we were trash talking all week long.
That Friday night, we were out at a local bar pounding a few and getting loud and drunk with each beer. The conversation turned to the big game and we decided to watch it at his place. It was then that the wager was made....
We drank to near closing time, and kept trash talking all night long. Each of us was convinced out team would win and we took turns letting each other know it. Finally my buddy chimed in, "I know we will win. I'm so sure that if they do lose - I'll suck your dick." Now we have both had our share of women, some we have even shared so I laughed it off. He brought it up a few more times prompting me to say, "I'll take that bet and up it. If my team loses - I'll let you fuck my ass!" We shook hands on it and laughed it up both convinced we would not lose, and not really sure where things would go.
I showed up on time for the big game that Sunday. Both of us were wearing our favorite teams jerseys and tight jeans. The game began and his team jumped out to an early big lead. My nerves started to kick in and he could see it. He seemed nervous too but kept promising to take his prize. My ass tensed up scared of what would happen to it. Half time came and when he got up to use the bathroom (only ahead by a touchdown) I checked him out. I have never done that before and he was in fact attractive and well built. I started to think about if I won, and wondered if he would really suck my cock. I started getting really hard thinking about it. He returned to the living room carrying a jar of Vaseline. He placed it on top of the TV and laughed walking back to his chair.
The game was close up until the end but my team could not pull it off. I was upset to watch him celebrate but really became quite nervous not knowing what would happen. It was then that he remembered the bet and got quiet. He sat in his chair and we sat in silence until he finally spoke up. "You know, I feel bad for your loss. Bet's off!"
