You hear muffled voices, but under his pants and sandwiched between the coach/jockstrap's layers you cannot understand what is being said. Every so often there's a raucous noise. Perhaps you're at game or several guys are watching a game on TV?
Suddenly you see light. Everything is still distorted by the fabric of the jockstrap, but you can make out a few things. A green felt table covered with clothing, playing cards and four other guys seated at the table.
"I call," says Kevin. He sits down plunging you into darkness of under the table.
"I raise you two articles of clothing," says another voice. You hear the sound of fabric landing on the table.
You feel fingers touching you, and pulling you out of the strap.
"I see your two!" Kevin shouts tossing you and the coach on the table.
"Wooo!"
"Naked boy! This must really turn you on!"
"Always knew he was an exhibitionist!"
"That's only one--not two!" protests the guy who raised.
"Nope, it's two. We agreed that any garment that was wholly separable without tearing was divisible as two or more garments. Remember your pair of socks counted as two?"
"Everyone's socks count as two. But most underwear doesn't come apart!"
"Yeah, well, I didn't wear socks remember?"
"Oh, alright. Since I'm not the first to go naked, I raise you my boxers, and since you're out of clothing, I win!"
"No way, I'm all in!"
Both he and Kevin are standing now. You have a good view of the two naked competitors, and both are getting hard. You wonder what all in means and what will happen to you...