THE BET

Julio is the classic basic straight gym alpha male. Ripped, muscular, 30 years old, captain of his gym’s wrestling team, occasional rugby player, and for the last five years one of the most handsome and muscular police officers in his department.

He shares a flat with his inseparable friend and coworker Raúl. Also a police officer, vice-captain of the wrestling team and his most loyal squire.

A bachelor flat with girlfriends, so they already know that when one of them is meeting his girl, the other has to discreetly disappear. In front of them they behave like two gentlemen, although when they are alone at home they use rougher, cockier language, typical of the gym locker room.

Both of them ooze testosterone from every pore. Two full-fledged alpha males, although Julio admits that he has a big mouth and sometimes his tongue is faster than his brain.

That day Julio woke up sweating after a summer night of tremendous heat, with the air conditioning in his room broken. He had slept wearing only a tiny transparent front thong, the kind that left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

A Valentine’s gift from his girlfriend, who had told him that she wasn’t going to be the only one showing off sexy lingerie. Being alone at home with Raúl, he came out of his room and found him having breakfast in his boxers in the living room.

Fuck, man, what a sight, his buddy told him, you can even see your asshole if you bend over, man. And from the front, don’t even mention it.

You’re in your underwear too, what are you talking about? you answered cockily.... We’re both the same. Besides, what does it matter? It’s just the two of us at home.

Alright, man, alright, don’t get pissed off. It’s all the same to me.... you can walk around naked if you want.

Julio went into the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror for the first time. His muscular, athletic body, shaved everywhere except for his genital area. Strong legs, well-developed pecs, a spectacular six-pack, an incredible ass, and a 27-centimeter cock.

Fuck, man, he thought, with this thong I have to shave my balls and my ass. Otherwise, honestly, it really doesn’t look good.

So he grabbed the razor, put on the right blade, and got to work. Everything fine, everything perfect..... all the hair gone until he reached that delicate area between his balls, his asshole, and the crack of his ass.

I can’t see here and I can’t do it by myself, he thought.... I need help..... and obviously he thought of Raúl, who was in the room right next door.

Raúl, man, a favor, he said, coming out naked with the razor in his hand.

Raúl looked at him carelessly and answered, “Tell me, man.”

I need you to shave under my balls and all the crack of my ass, man.

Raúl almost dropped the coffee cup he was holding. You’ve got to be kidding me, man!!!! Shave yourself,...