Couldn't post this one at
harryron100 because I went over the 100 word limit and I couldn't bear to cut it.
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“When I said ‘I bet you anything,’ this isn’t really what I had in mind,” said Ron apprehensively as his jeans fell to the floor. He was so tall that his boxers were completely visible from across the ping pong table where Harry stood, still wearing his trousers.
“We could stop now, but then I’ll win,” smirked Harry.
Ron glared at him, unwilling to back down from the challenge. “How am I supposed to concentrate when you look that good?”
“You’re a strategist. You’ll figure something out.”
Harry was surprised when Ron lost the next point and removed his boxers instead of one of his two remaining socks. The strategy became clear, however, as soon as Ron wrapped his free hand around his erection and began to stroke himself.
Harry lost the next six points.