THE BET XIX - THE WORD.

The locker rooms were practically empty. The boys from the team had left, and only Carlos, Raúl and Julio remained, showering first and getting dressed afterward.

Julio had been calming down, thanks in part to the effect of the hot water and the release of adrenaline and testosterone. Carlos and Raúl remained silent while they soaped themselves and then rinsed off. Facing each other without barely looking at one another. Respecting the usual rules established in a quarrel between macho men. Zero contact, even visual, mouths shut and thoughts carefully considered.

Finally they met in the locker room. The three of them, naked at first, got dressed quickly, and Carlos was the first to leave the place.

Carlos, said Julio, this afternoon at seven at your gym. With the whole team.

Carlos nodded and without another word, said goodbye and left.

Then Julio turned to Raúl, in a friendlier tone. Dude, shall we head home?

Yes, Raúl answered, still downcast and thoughtful. I’ll drive you in the car if you want.

The ride passed in silence. Both looking ahead without speaking to each other.

When they reached the building entrance, Raúl made a gesture to hand the keys to Julio, who rejected them.

“Don’t be a fucking idiot, dude,” he said to Raúl. You already know I have a big mouth, so forget what was said. This is your house and you’re my buddy, period.

Raúl nodded, and unable to help himself gave Julio a big hug, who, pulling away from him, said: Don’t get soft on me, dude. Keep the faggoty stuff to a minimum. I already told you that you’re my buddy, period. This is your house and I want to see you here in a month.

Once they entered the apartment, Julio told Raúl to wait for him in the living room, while he went into his bedroom and closed the door.

A couple of minutes later he came out, completely naked, and stood with his hands behind his neck in front of Raúl.

“Let’s carry out the bet, dude,” he said lowering his gaze. “It’s what has to happen,” “We’re men of our word, we lost and now I have to surrender myself as a slave..... and you are the one who is going to hand me over according to what was agreed.”

But Julio, Raúl stammered..... Dude, are you sure?

Completely, Raúl. I have to keep my word no matter how much it pains me. There’s no other way.

Okay, Julio, but, what are you doing there naked and in that posture? he asked, puzzled.

You’re going to hand me over, Raúl, and you’re going to do it with me completely restrained and humiliated.

Start recording with the phone, and when we’re done, send the video to Carlos telling him that we’re on our way. Telling him that you’re going to deliver the slave.

Julio then took out the rings, the ropes and the chains.... He began by putting rings on his own cock, balls and nipples. Then he put...