Fred's cock was to the point of bursting as he stroked himself quietly, trying to be nonchalant about his self pleasuring but probably failing miserably.  As the gaze shifted off the kissing girls, he let his hand fall away but his reddened face and quickened breathing were certainly clues as to the steamy display's effect upon him.  He had to steel his resolve and burn willpower to stave off the flare of arousal, the tingling sensation of orgasm, as the pair broke their kiss and the group's attention once again focused on the game at hand.  Frederick swallowed hard, crossing his legs so that his throbbing member was hidden partially from view and wouldn't be the center of conversation as yet another round of cards was dealt.<br/><br/>Picking up his cards, Frederick's hand was potentially strong but delivered nothing.  He raised his eyebrows and grinned, his blue eyes glancing from player to player in an attempt to read their bluffs or obvious joy or displeasure over their hands.  When it came time to call, Frederick threw down his cards and smirked smugly at the victorious George.  His heated gaze however fell upon the soon-to-be stripped Vicki.<br/><br/>"Oh, this just gets better and better."<br/>