I Bet You Can't

Alex

Chance takes another drink of beer and then points his finger at me. "I bet you can't."

I don't understand why they think it is such a big deal. I can go without sex if I want to. I just don't want to. What is so wrong with that? They should be thankful. It keeps me entertained and relaxed.

I point my finger back at him. "I bet I can."

Paul chuckles and chugs more beer. He turns towards me. "Are you drunk, Alex? I know for a fact that you can't go without sex. It is like air to you. I don't even want to know what you will be like if you don't get it."

Brandon nods his head. "I agree. I like Alex just the way he is." He then turns towards Chance. "Why would you try to make a bet like that with him? What are you getting out of it?"

A smirk pops onto Chance's face as he leans forward and puts his elbows on the table. "Do you know what we have to go through while the playboy is off having some fun?

Well, I'll tell you. We have to put up with girls non-stop asking where he is and when will he be coming back. I'm tired of it and I want it to stop."

I chuckle. "Well, if you ask me, you are just jealous that you aren't getting any, but that is your choice, not mine. I have decided a long time ago that I enjoy sex and I'm really enjoying it." I put some emphasis on the word enjoying. I want to rub it in his face that I get all that I want, while he is still a virgin and too delicate. I wish he would go and get himself a boyfriend. Yes, I said boyfriend. Chance doesn't want us to know that he is gay, but Paul and I have already figured that one out. It is pretty easy when the feisty virgin doesn't get aroused at any girl regardless of how beautiful they are or how much cleavage they are showing. I, on the other hand, get fully aroused and enjoy watching them. The best is when I get to taste them.

I think what really needs to happen is that Chance needs to get laid.

He chugs more beers and slams the can down on the table. He looks directly at me and growls, "Well, are you going to agree to the bet or not?"

Paul shakes his head. "I'm completely against this bet. I don't see any problem with what is happening now. Plus, I get Brandon to stay with me all the time to help fend off any girl trying to get too friendly."

The cute boy smiles and nods his head. "I like being the possessive boyfriend." He turns and looks at the tall guy beside him. "It, kind of, turns me on." He blushes slightly as he wiggles his eyebrows.

Oh, no. These two are like bunnies. Once they start, you can't get them off of each other, and the others have to suffer by watching them. Ugh... This is one of the reasons that I go and find a girl to help 'relax' me.

I ignore the two bunnies, as Paul pulls Brandon towards him. I don't feel like seeing a live make-out session right now.

I lean forward and put my elbows on the table. "So, Chancey, what are your requirements? I'm sure that you have some ground rules and I want to know what I get when I win this bet."

As the feisty kitten goes to open his mouth, a beautiful girl puts her hand down. She leans forward and across the table in front of me. Seductively, she asks, "Alex, are you all alone tonight?"

I smirk and slowly scan her body. Nice. Really nice. Normally, this is why I come to the bar, but unfortunately, I want to prove a point tonight.

I shake my head. "Sorry. I already have plans for later."

She slides a little closer to me and lightly puts her finger on my arm. Then as she begins to slide her fingers down from my shoulder to my elbow, she chimes, "Are you sure?"

Any other night, I would have taken her up on her offer. She is someone that I haven't seen before and she is extremely pleasing to my eyes, but, tonight, I have to show Chance that I'm not all about 'relaxing' with a girl.

I flash her my brilliant smile. "Sorry, but maybe another time. I have plans tonight that I can't break."

She pouts and leans forward. However, her movement is stopped suddenly when the feisty kitten shouts, "He said that he is busy. Get the hint and leave! We have to get back to our discussion!"

Oh, Chance definitely needs to get laid. He is too tense and uptight. I wish he would let himself relax a bit and find himself a good boyfriend who can pop his cherry before it begins to rot.

I ignore my friend and look at the girl and smile. "I think it is best if you leave now." I lightly push her hand away.

She glances at Chance and frowns before she slowly turns and walks away. She glances back a couple times, and I give her a small smile before she disappears into the crowd. Oh, that was a good opportunity wasted.

I turn my attention back to my fuming friend. "Okay, what are your terms?"

He rolls his eyes and huffs as he flops his hand backwards and points in the direction where the girl disappeared. "For starters, I don't want to have to deal with that for the next month. You need to do something, so we aren't constantly interrupted by girls wanting to ride the golden Alex."

I nod my head. "Not a problem. I can put a message on my social media saying that I'm not available for the next month and that should stop them."

Brandon chimes, "Will that be enough? It can't be that easy."

I glance over towards him which is a mistake. He currently is sitting on Paul's lap, and I don't even want to know where either of their hands are. Ugh. Bunnies. I swear that they are bunnies.

I look back towards Chance. "It won't stop everyone, but it will cut the number of girls coming up to me way down. Next."

He rolls his eyes. "The big one is no sex. You can't have any sex with any girl for the next month."

I raise an eyebrow. "Can I self-pleasure? Going cold-turkey may have some undesirable side effects."

He scrunches up his nose. "Eww. I don't need to know that, but since you want everything to be clear, you can self-pleasure yourself if you have to."

Good. It isn't my favorite, but at least I'll be able to get my release if I need one.

I nod my head. "Okay. Let me get this straight. The bet is that I don't have sex with a girl for a month, but I'm allowed to give myself a hand job when I want. In addition, I have to keep the girls away from us for that entire month."

Chance nods his head. "Yep."

I shrug my shoulders. "I think that is doable, but what does the winner get. I want you to buy me lunch and supper for a month to make up for my lack of activity. What do you want if I lose? By the way, I don't plan on losing."

He smirks and drums his fingers on the table. "It will be nice not to have to worry about girls bothering us for a month, but I think I should make you feel some pain if you lose. So, I get to drive your car for a month whenever I want."

SHIT! Not my car! She is my baby. However, I know I'm not going to lose. This will be easy.

I whip my hand out towards him. "It's a deal."

He stops drumming his fingers on the table and a smirk slowly spreads across his face. "Deal." He extends his hand, and we shake on it.

Paul chimes, "Brandon and I are the witness, and the end of the bet is one month from now." He turns towards me. "I hope you know what you are doing. There is no backing out of it now."

A teasing smile dances across my face. "Oh, I know what I'm doing, and I'm not going to lose. This is in the bag." I turn back towards Chance. "Be prepared to start buying me some meals soon. I hope you have enough money, and don't you dare cry that you can't afford it."

My feisty friend huffs, "Don't worry. I can afford it, but I don't think I'll have to worry about it. Oh, you better make sure that your car is clean. I don't want to be seen in a filthy car."

Brandon suddenly chimes, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that my best friend and some of his fellow engineers will finally be able to join us next week. Kai will finally be done with the engineering hazing activities, and he said that he wanted to go out and celebrate with me next weekend. So, of course, I want you guys to come along too. I'm sure that you will get along with them."

"I don't get along that easily with new people." I turn to look at Brandon and that is a mistake. I quickly focus my eyes on his face as I try to ignore the fact that Paul's hands are practically stroking Brandon's crotch. Man, can't they keep that stuff to themselves? I know that Paul is madly in love with our cute Brandon and that he will do anything that the cute boy wants him to do, but there is a limit. Luckily, no one else can really see since we are at the corner table, and they are sitting against the wall with the table covering them. Unfortunate for Chance and me, we get a front row seat to their dirty deeds.

The cute boy bounces around on his boyfriend's lap, and I really don't want to know what he is bouncing on. I keep my eyes up and away from anything that might get me frustrated and want to go find that beautiful girl that I just turned down.

With a smile on his face, Brandon happily replies, "Oh, I'm sure that you will get along with them." He turns towards Chance and frowns. "Chancey, I'm sorry, but Kai may be a little like Alex. Oh, and David too."

Chance takes another drink of beer and looks at the cute boy. "What do you mean?"

Brandon lowers his head slightly and leans against Paul's chest. "Kai, may, have a lot of girlfriends." Then he looks down and fidgets with the hem of shirt. He nearly whispers, "David hooks up from time to time."

Paul pulls the cute boy back tight against his chest, as he clarifies, "What he is trying to say is that you may have gotten rid of one playboy, but you will have two or more to deal with next weekend."

Oh, that is funny. I can't control myself as I begin to laugh hysterically. That is exactly what Chance deserves for trying to stop me from having fun.