Frankie knelt. It was no big thing actually but as the guys jeered and yelled around him, Frankie acted like this was the worst experience of his life.
Already shirtless and wearing only underwear like most of the others, he adjusted his crotch and knelt submissively.
The blindfold went on him easily.
He stuck his tongue out as far in front of him as he could awaiting the test.
"Lick and name. You have to keep licking until you get all the names right" he was told.
The poker game had gotten most of them stripped either naked or to their underwear. Each one who didn't take their underwear off had to pick a folded paper from the bowl.
Arnie already had to run around the house outside and Henry had to drink a glass of urine which he spit up afterwards. Sheldon knelt in the shower stall and felt the shower of the one who had won .
Now Frankie had the worst task in most of their opinion.
He got as comfortable as possible and adjusted his jockeys again less the others see the tent that was forming. He clenched his thighs around his boner which he tucked backwards. It would work for awhile the believed.
"Tucker" he said after licking the first person who shoved their ball sac in his face.
"He got it right" they yelled. Many were amazed and most disappointed.
But he got the second one wrong, "Sheldon?" Then the next one wrong as well "Mark?"
The game went on and one until they said the only way he could stop was to guess right and he should lick cocks instead to figure it out.
Frankie's tongue ran down the length of the first cock, based on what he knew about size having seen all his friends naked one time or another Frankie guessed "Anderson".
"RIGHT"
He licked another tasting the precum and liking it. "Sheldon"
"RIGHT" everyone was amazed wondering aloud if he was a cocksucker and had sucked everyone off in the room. Of course the boys all denied it.
He licked again this time using his lips...so it was actually a one stroke suck.
"Masters"
"WRONG"
He sucked another cock.
"Ryan"
"RIGHT"
Eventually he got every cock licked, sucked and guessed correctly. And not only did he get more jeering but everyone saw the tented fabric.
"Shit I got one too" Sheldon said whipping off his boxers to reveal his hard hard cock.
And the group displayed their boners, measuring, sword fighting and jacking until the lights dimmed and the porn on the TV played.
Frankie quietly moved to the back room beyond the kitchen. The shelves filled with cans and boxes surrounded him. In on corner were unused mops and brooms. He sat on the plastic tub and sighed.
His cock in his hand, Frankie thought about all the cocks that had been in his mouth that evening.
Ryan closed the door and in the darkness felt the now familiar tongue and lips leaving his sperm in the hot wet orifice. It wasn't the first time Frankie had swallowed Ryan's sperm nor the first they shared each other's orgasms.
Ryan patted Frankie's cheeks and left without a word. He turned out the light in the room outside as Frankie requested.
The rest would come into the darkened area and relieve themselves offering ingestible or showered sperm.
Frankie already knew whose cock he tasted each time. Some he had serviced before, others he had tasted for the first time during the game that evening.
Each was different. The taste was different. The methods varied. And the cocks fit differently.
"Next time you're gonna get fucked. Better start practicing" the last voice said. It was Miller the host.
Frankie had jacked off while sucking the last one. He sighed after the friend left the room.
All the guys called each other names. It was part of their ritual. But what they did in private was secret, one kept by all their friends
And they kept Frankie's secrets private...for each of them.