Darren almost spilled his beer he was laughing so hard. His little bro Corey had really gone for gold selling his ludicrous story.
“You mean to tell me that not ONLY were you turned into another man’s todger. He got you hard and jerked you off until you came all over the floor, then you just suddenly reformed on your bed, and after all that you would want to do it again. Hahahaha. That’s a good one bro, really. Total bollocks, but a good one.”
Darren kept laughing for a good minute before he finally settled down and realized that none of the others present at the game were laughing along with him.
Looking around at the 5 guys present. His younger brother Corey, a typical shaved head chav, Levi, the tall lanky frame always covered by baggy basketball shirts, Johnny, the quiet bearded one, Tony, who always looked a bit pissed off and Gus, the cheerful blonde Irishman.
They were all looking at him deadpan serious.
Still, this didn’t stop Darren from taking the piss a little bit.
“So, assuming you are telling the truth, how does it happen? Do I drink a potion, light some scented candles and dance naked under the moonlight? Is it ancient power that turns dickhead into dickheads then?” Darren chuckled away as Johnny dealt the cards.
“Not really, its just this special ring that just kinda zaps you and you turn kinda black out, your body turns to smoke and you wake up as the other persons cock. Sometimes they notice you are there, but most often they don’t. Unless you are somehow more compatible with the person you join with, in that case they end up with a bigger cock while you’re in there.” Gus explained as he stroked a gold banded ring with a pale green gem on his right hand. The ring he had won in the last round from Levi.
“If the ring does all that, why did Levi wager it in the last round then? I would a just kept it and used it whenever I wanted.” Darren retorted.
“It’s what we agreed on mate. The ring is anted up when the owner runs out of cash, and the next hand the owner wins, the loser becomes his dick for a bit.” Tony replied taking a big swig of his beer.
“So you’ve been warned, if you play this next hand and lose, you’ll become Gus’ cock until he gets his end off next. Savvy?”
Darren laughed again, picking up the freshly dealt cards. “Sure, why not! I haven’t laughed this hard in years boys. I almost pissed myself laughing.”
Corey shook his head in embarrassment as they played the round. Darren, not taking the game seriously, deliberately bluffed his pair of fours right to the end, the others all folding except for Gus, who revealed he had four of a kind, jacks.
“Damn! I guess that means you’re gonna turn me into your cock now, ain’t ya. Just hold on a sec while I take a piss. You don’t want to end up with my full bladder of piss as well do ya Gus?” Darren continued mocking as he went to the bathroom.
Once his bladder was empty, he looked in the mirror and had a wicked thought. “Might as well take most of my clothes off, so that they don’t end up smelling like Irish cock for the night!” Gus said out loud, almost hysterical as he stripped down to his underwear and cap, before taking a picture with his soft cock head cheekily peeking out over his waistband.
“Well. Time to face the music!” He chortled as he confidently strode out of the bathroom.