It was a warm night. All the boys had gone to bed. Except for Charley Bates and Jack Dawkins. Fagin had gone to sleep hours ago. The two boys had found a deck of playing cards and started to play pontoon. After an hour, Jack had grown bored. "Fuck this" he had said. "We'll play strip pontoon!" Charley had looked at Jack like he was mad, but he could already feel his cock growing at the prospect. After the first three rounds, Jack had his shirt off, while Charlie was in his boxers. "Well. Looks like you'll be naked then Charley boy!" exclaimed Jack. The image going through his mind was immense. He could feel his cock getting harder by the second. He laid two cards down-a king and a queen. Twenty. Charley laid down an ace and an eight. Nineteen. Jack watched as Charley pulled his boxers off. His cock was hard. Jack got up and walked over to him.
"SHIT!" Charley exclaimed. Jack had started to suck on Charley's cock. The sensation was fantastic. Charley pulled Jack up. He started to kiss him, all the while undoing his shirt. After a few seconds, the shirt hit the floor. Fuck. Jack had an impressive body. Charley's hands flew down. He undid Jack's trousers and ripped his boxers off. He dropped to his knees and began to suck Jack's throbbing cock. Sometime later, Jack grabbed hold of Charley and placed him onto the table in the corner. He lifted Charley's legs up and pushed his cock into him. Once he found the rhythm, it was easy. He could tell Charley wanted him, so he went on all fours. "Fuck me!" he whispered. Charley was more energetic and faster. Not long after, they were both covered in cum.
"Best. Night. Ever." Said Jack. He slapped Charley's arse and went to bed.
