THE BET XIV - THE BEACH

Come on, faggots, that's enough conversation! Carlos said to Julio and Raúl, as the other team members freed them from their restraints.

Let's go to the beach! He continued, throwing two bags at their faces with what was supposed to be their swimsuits.

We'll play a game of soccer, guys. You two against us ten, and if you manage to beat us, you'll be released from the bet today and can return to your daily lives.

But come on, put on your swimsuits! Carlos continued, as Julio and Raúl looked at the clothes they had been given.

Do you expect us to play with this? They asked almost in unison, holding between their hands two skimpy swimsuits like thongs made of dental floss, with the front part made of semi-transparent camouflage fabric.

Come on, don't come to me with complaints now. This is the most covered you can be. Those worked-out asses of yours, well-deserved to be exposed to everyone's view. And besides, we'll go to a quiet beach and a secluded area. Not too many people will see you.

And do we have to put this on too? Raúl asked, holding handcuffs in his hands.

Yes, Carlos replied carelessly, and added, hands behind your back, of course. After all, you won't need them to play soccer.

The thongs were smaller than they seemed in their hands. The dental floss dug completely into their ass, disappearing between their buttocks, and in the front, their package was totally outlined in the camouflage fabric, leaving nothing to the imagination.

The transfer was made in the gym's van, with both prisoners lying on the floor face down, while the team members stepped on their ass, back, and legs with their boots.

Once they arrived at their destination, they went out into the daylight and saw a clearing between dunes where they would play.

Despite there being few people, those who were there gathered around them. The sight of two almost naked alpha males, handcuffed behind their back, with pierced nipples and tattoos on their chest and ass, was not something usual.

Many took out their cell phones and started recording. Carlos and the team members explained to the curious onlookers that it was the payment of a bet, and that if the two handcuffed men won, they would be released from the bet. Something quite difficult, given that they were two against ten.

Raúl positioned himself in the goal, with a clear disadvantage to stop the goals, since he was with his arms tied behind his back.

Julio managed to score the first goal, to the surprise of the opponents and the applause of the public, although as soon as he scored, Carlos declared it invalid due to offside.

But how the hell is it offside, man? If I'm alone... Julio protested.

Your cock has moved forward, man. A clear offside. You're showing too much package, kid.

Each one scores with what they have, bastard, Julio replied with swagger.

Obviously...