[Fiction] Liam's Train Ride

[kandou]

Liam was settled in for a long train ride. He was on the way to a friend's place where he was staying for a couple of weeks over the summer. He didn't think anything of the three people who sat at his table. He barely looked up from his book to note that they looked slightly older than himself and consisted of two men and a woman. The train was pretty full, the way they were talking amongst themselves they were clearly a group, and this was the only place where three seats remained.

Twenty pages later, Liam heard one of the group say "You want some?" before silence. He looked up from his book and noticed them looking at him for an answer.

"Huh?"

The woman held up a bottle of vodka. "We were just about to break into this. You want some?"

Liam shook his head. Clearly, they were just being polite since he was stuck with them for what might be the next couple of hours. "I couldn't possibly..."

"Don't be ridiculous. We're together until one of us gets off. May as well get to know each other." She began pouring vodka into plastic cups, topping it up with coke. The mixture was more vodka than coke, handing one to Liam.

"...Well, if you're sure..." He put his train ticket into his book as a bookmark and began to drink the mixture she'd poured for him, not noticing her putting significantly less vodka into the other three cups.

After a half hour of general conversation, with the trio giving Liam more vodka than they were drinking, the woman asked the group, "How about some poker?"

"I don't have much money on me." Liam happily replied. He liked poker. He was good at it.

"No worries. We can play for clothes instead."

"In public?!" Liam still had enough sense in him to realize how outrageous an idea that was.

"You and me will be fine. We're covered by the guys." The woman smiled, flirtatiously. "Maybe you'll even get to see these..." She opened the top button on her shirt.

That was enough to convince him. "Deal."

The game went as well as can be expected for Liam, considering he was wasted and the other three had kept themselves mostly sober. They barely even had to do any of the cheating they'd rehearsed for their scheme to ensure that Liam lost every single hand. He was soon down to his black boxer briefs, having just lost a hand.

"Time to hand them over." The woman cajoled. "She just how big a man you are where it counts."

Liam looked around the table, and seeing nothing but predatory grins from the three others, decided that getting it over with was the best course of action. He lifted his hips enough to slide them down his legs and off his feet, blushing copiously. "OK, happy? Can I have my clothes back, please?"

"Hm? Why would we give them back? We agreed to play for our clothes, not play strip poker." The woman smiled, coldly. "You lost. Your clothes are ours now." The words quickly sobered Liam up as he realized they had no intention of giving him his clothing back.

The man sitting next to Liam spoke up. "Hey, how about we give him a chance? You said you were heading on holiday? Is that your case on the rack above?"

"...Yeah?"

"Is that all your luggage?"

"Yeah..."

"Cool. So, one last bet. You win, we give you your trousers and you don't get arrested for public indecency when we leave you at the next stop. You lose, we take your case too."

"I... I can get something out of my case..."

"Going to be tricky to get another outfit out of your case without anyone seeing anything. Especially if we move it to the luggage rack in another carriage on our way out."

Liam groaned, not seeing any alternatives when phrased like that. "Fine."

The man smiled and placed a small, blue, tablet in front of Liam.

"...What's this?"

"Viagra. Think of it as an entry fee. We don't deal the next hand until you swallow it. If we get to the next stop before you do, then we don't play that final hand."

Liam glared daggers at the man as he swallowed the tablet. The woman pulled out all the stops, making sure Liam was dealt absolute garbage when she dealt the final hand. Liam stared at it in horror, as the game played out without him getting any help from the river.

Liam endured some teasing from the group for the next twenty minutes as the tablet took its time to kick in, while he was desperately hoping this was all some elaborate prank. The woman opposite him helped the tablet along by making sure he was plenty aroused despite his humiliation and the vodka, leaving Liam fully hard by the time the train began pulling into the next station.

The woman smiled at Liam. "Well, this is our stop. Thanks for your company, we'll leave you to enjoy your book." The two men stood up, the one next to him making a point of taking his case, before the woman took her leave, Liam making himself as small as he possibly could, hoping against hope to not be seen.

[exsuberman]

Good start, interested to see where this goes

[2bedared]

Hope you do a second part to this

[Damnmkw]

Yeah this good i want to know what he does next