"Boxers" Gus mutters. He's glad Shawn finds this so damn amusing, but really, it's going to be his turn next.

Gus lets the shirt fall first and then with a smirk slowly unzips his slacks. "Yeah, I am good."

The pants fall into a pool and Gus pushes them over with his foot. He crosses his arms over his now, very bare, chest.

"Truth or dare?"