Gabriel's Game Suggestion- from In Dark Times
"Who wants to play Strip Spoons?" Everyone laughed but a quiet mouse of a voice agreed.
"I will Gabriel. How do we play?" Nine pair of eyes dart to the lone female in the room, Sang.
"Pookie, you do understand that the version Gabriel is suggesting would require the removal of clothing, right?"
"I do. That's what strip means. I'm not stupid. But so far, I have not lost. So I see my odds as very good to remain clothed throughout the game."
"We never thought you were stupid, Ten. We just wanted you to be sure you knew what you were agreeing to."
"Challenge accepted, Peanut!"
"Game on, Cupcake!"
"I look forward to seeing you naked, Aggele." Silas told her with a seductive glint in his eye.
"Oy, fuckers! Here are the rules! First of all, with ten people playing we are using a double deck. Second, the person that does not get a spoon removes an article of clothing. Third, the game doesn't end until someone is fully naked."
"Can I add a rule, Meanie?"
"Go ahead." He offered her the floor.
"Everyone has the same number of clothing articles. BUT, the fact that I am a girl means I have an extra private zone on my body, so I get one additional article of clothing."
"I think that sounds fair, Princess. Do you all agree with her amended rule?"
"AGREED!" The remaining eight voices spoke up in unison.
"Fine Trouble, you get four pieces of clothing, we all get three. Kota, you begin the deal."
Kota dealt everyone 4 cards and left the stack next to him. "And begin." Kota drew a card from the stack and passed them, over and over again. He had dealt himself three eights and was eager to have the fun begin. Off to his left, Sang kept making grunting noises that were very distracting. It was messing with his card counting. Had he passed two fives or three to Owen?
Silas didn't care what cards he got, he only watched the pile of spoons. Pick up a card and pass it along, never breaking his concentration of the spoons. He was not going to be the first one to remove clothing, he would never live that down. Besides, they all wanted Aggele to be the one removing her clothes. Were they a competitive group? Absolutely ! Did they know how to work together to achieve their goals? Fluidly! No other team in the Academy could hold a candle to the almost mind link their team had.
As much fun as it was for Princess to end up on top of Victor in a previous game, this time the stakes were higher. He wouldn't give into her wiles again. She can make all the sexual sounds she wants, if he ends up the one naked, she won't be disappointed in what she sees, not if he is sporting an erection. Victor's eyes flit back and forth between the cards and the spoons. Here it is! Four of a kind. Zap, he snatched a spoon and put it under his leg.
Silas was quick, taking the second spoon, almost seconds behind Victor, but they kept playing. None of the others noticing yet that two spoons were missing. As Silas watched he saw Luke pick up a spoon, but he never saw him put it anywhere. It just seemed to disappear in his hand. A sneaky smile cresting on Luke's lips.
Owen's hand flit out taking a spoon, but on retrieval his spoon clinked with the neighboring spoon, alerting everyone else that the spoons were being taken. Sang dove forward, like the spoons were a fumbled football. She fell on top of all the spoons and only sat up when she knew she had one secured in her hand. Nathan, North, Kota and Gabriel all acquired the remaining spoons.
Sean just laughed that he didn't get a spoon. He stood up, so Sang could get the full show as he did a little dance while removing his shirt. Once his shirt came off, he turned his back to Pookie, did a little butt wiggle and blew her a kiss over his shoulder. He turned back forward, arms outstretched to his side, so she had a complete view of him shirtless. Pookie's face was flaming red but her eyes were glued to the V that lead down toward Sean's pants. That Muscle is Sean's turn on, and having his Pookie's eyes drinking in his body, especially there, was enough to cause movement in his nether region. He sat down before she could see him tenting his khakis. Jeans would have just shown a bulge, but khakis, you might as well announce to the world, "I'm sporting a stiffy!"
The deal passed to Gabriel for round two. The spoons were reassembled in the middle. Sang wiped her forehead of the perspiration culminating on her forehead. She was wondering if she was sweating due to the stress of needing to get a spoon so she didn't end up naked, or because of Sean's strip dance to remove his shirt, or if it was just because it is summertime and hot outside. Or maybe it is all three?
It took fourteen hands to get their girl where they all wanted her. Sang was only in her bra and panties now, Sean and Nathan in only boxers. Kota was without a shirt, Owen was shirtless, too. Silas and North both sat in just their boxer briefs, which don't do anything to hide just how huge they are underneath. Gabriel removed his pants first instead of his shirt, Luke thought that sounded like the best option to feel free when he lost a round, too. Victor sat fully clothed, never missing a spoon.
Gabriel rubbed his hands together, "Now we are getting somewhere."
On the next hand, Kota was the first to retrieve a spoon and just like a choreographed ballet, all the guys snatched a spoon simultaneously. The movement was a quick as a cobra strike but the fluidity was like a knife cutting through butter. Sang sat back, mouth slack, realizing that seeing them move in sync like that was sexy hot. It made her wonder what other things they could do in sync?
She was pulled out of her captivating thoughts but a throat clearing. "Love, I believe you are supposed to remove an article of clothing." Owen spoke through a strained voice.
"Oh, yes. Duh!" She hit her forehead with the palm of her hand. She stood up, turned her back to the boys, reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She allowed it to slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor. Using her foot, she kicked it across the room, the pink satin material landing on the lamp shade. Nine sets of eyes flicked to the bra and back to her body as they waited in silence for her to turn around so they could see just how sensual her bare breasts were. Some of the guys shifted in their seats to relieve the growing pressure between their legs, others used their hands to reposition the way their boners lay.
As Sang turned around, they all erupted in choruses of, "Cheater!" "I call foul". "No fair." And other such things.
Sang sat with a twinkle in her eyes. "I am not doing anything to cheat. Can I help it if my hair goes how to my waist?" She had pulled her hair forward to cover her exposed breasts before they could actually see anything.
Before they had the opportunity to see a fully naked Sang, Luke had completely lost. Feeling absolutely comfortable in his nakedness, he slipped his boxers off and struck a pose for Cupcake. The rest of the guys complained about "not wanting to see that", "put your clothes back on.", "we should send you to a nudist colony!" And other teasing remarks.
Not once did Sang break eye contact from Luke's body during all of this commotion. She kept taking her eyes up and down his body, drinking in all of his glorious naked form. Before she knew what she was doing, Sang stood up and walked over to stand right in front of Luke. A hush fell over the room. Sang reached up, grabbing Luke's face and pulled him toward her for a searing kiss.
"Well Damnit to hell! Now I want to lose!" Gabriel exclaimed breaking the two apart with heated stares at each other.
Sang looked over at Gabriel, "Sounds good to me, let's keep playing." Luke sat down on the couch, never putting clothes back on as he watched everyone continue to play, only now, no one would take a spoon at the end of the hand except Sang.
Luke laughed at his brothers, "Just quit playing and take your clothes off already!"
The room looked like the inside of a snow globe that had been shaken up. Clothes flew in the air and fluttered to the ground every which way. But what caught everyone's attention was the pink pair of panties that fell in the middle of the circle of boys after all the clothes had already stopped falling.
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