Maybe playing a card game where nudity was a very good possibility wasn't such a great idea. Especially when he was a horrible poker player with an even worse poker face. Yet, Thomas managed to somehow keep a single sock and his briefs on while everyone else was otherwise mostly clothed. The only one close to being as bad as him was Newt who had only lost his shirt and shoes.
"Okay boys, next round. No wilds as I want to see how far our newest member lasts," Gally announced as he began to deal out the cards. "Place whatever bets you've got left!"
"Pants off for me if I lose," Alby chimed in first with a smug smile.
"Same here," Teresa called, folding her cards back together.
"Just socks for me, thank you," Newt offered. His expression was blank but his held enough uncertainty to give Thomas a glimmer of hope.
"Buck naked," Thomas raised. He boldly met Gally's astonished stare and raised an eyebrow in defiance. 'Go big or go home' was the motto for the night after all.
"Turn 'em, let's see whose losing their clothes!" Gally commanded. Newt's three of a kind was pitiful; Teresa's full house was only beat by Alby's strait. "Thomas, are you stripping or have you survived another round?" Thomas groaned as he flipped his cards. Another three of a kind but he was beat by Newt's three 8's over his 6's. The laughter could be heard from down the block, Thomas was sure of it.
"I think I'll be heading home now," Thomas said in an attempt to deflect the attention away. "It's been fun but it is late." The protest from the group was immediate. Alby reached up and snapped the elastic of his underwear, causing Thomas to yelp in the sudden surprise. Newt swooped in and grabbed him by the hand, saving Thomas from the blush that threatened to creep up on his face.
"I'll make sure he follows through. Maybe he's just a little shy to do it with Teresa around?" Newt offered. Thomas gave him a very grateful smile as he was pulled into a nearby bedroom. Once inside, Newt pushed Thomas against the wall and started feeling all of Thomas' exposed skin. Thomas gasped as his warm tongue caressed his neck.
"I love when you save me from the final reveal," Thomas managed to gasp out.
"I love that you are willing to lose just so I get the strip tease," Newt countered before delving back to work. "But it's hard not to swallow you whole in front of everyone." Newt eyed the growing tent in Thomas' briefs with a highly possessive look that always enthralled Thomas to no end. Thomas knew who he belonged to and was always happy to give Newt exactly what he wanted.