An Innocent Poker Game?

Another Saturday and the wife was going shopping with our next door neighbor. It was ok with me, as it meant her husband and I could watch football all afternoon without being bothered. I never understood the wives friendship, but they got along great. My wife was a petite, fair skinned, five foot four, with a body nice enough to grace the pages of Playboy. Don's wife was five foot ten, and was a body builder. She spent more time in the gym than me, and I always suspected she used steroids. We had even attended a local Ms. Olympia contest she was competing in. She is statuesque, tall, beautiful tan, contrasting with her blonde hair, and penetrating blue eyes. She would have been at home on the cover of Muscle and Fitness. Watching her on stage, she was stunning. I kept watching her pronounced camel toe, expecting it to swallow her tiny posing bikini.

After she left to go shopping, I wandered over and knocked on the door. Don opened the door, "hello, Steve. Come on in. I already have the game on down in the Mancave." We went down to his Mancave, which was a great place to watch the games. He had the largest flat screen, and a built in bar with a frig that was always full of Guiniess beer, my favorite.

He turned on the game and grabbed us a couple of beers as I made myself comfortable on the oversized sofa. It was a typical Saturday. After a few beers he suggested, "the game is kind of boring today. Let's play some poker."

Before I could answer, he jumped up to get a deck of cards. I watched him walk across the room, and as always, admired his build. we were both in our mid thirties, and six feet tall. We both worked out to stay in shape. I am a fit, strong 195 pounds, but he weighed about 210 pounds, and it was all muscle. As the weather was still warm, we both had on shorts and t-shirts.

He sat back down, leaving space between us and said Blackjack and dealt us each one card down and one up. My up card was a 9 and his was a 7. I said I was good, and he took another card which was a Jack. He said, "I'm busted, but don't get a big head." He leaned over and untied one shoe and took it off in an exaggerated manner, which hit me as odd. He dealt another hand, and again I won. He leaned over and untied his other shoe, and took it off in the same exaggerated way.

The first half had ended, so he grabbed the remote control and switched the TV to a porn movie. "Let's watch something more interesting during halftime. It started out with two attractive couples riding bikes down a country road. The title was "Bi-cycle Adventure." I didn't catch the meaning of the hyphen. My attention returned to the cards. I lost the third hand and looked at him, waiting for him to deal the next hand. He looked at me, "well? you lost, you have to take off something."

"What! Don? two men playing strip poker? You're kidding, right?"

"What's the big deal, Steve. It's just to add a little excitement."

I reluctantly kicked off one sandal and wished I had also worn socks and shoes, and realized that by doing so, I was agreeing to playing the game. He dealt the next hand as the men in the movie were taking the ladies clothes off in a grassy area they had stopped in. I checked my cards and had won another hand. He leaned over to take a sock off. I protested, "Don, I'm not wearing socks, they don't count."

"Ok, Stevie, I'll take them both off." He continued to deal after removing his socks.

I lost the next hand and kicked off my other sandal and we were both barefooted. The action in the movie caught my attention. Both men were eating pussy, and the women were moaning like you only hear in porno movies.

"Come on, Stevie, quit looking at the porn and look at your cards."

I looked and saw I had blackjack, turning over my ace on top of my king. He pulled off his t-shirt, exposing his muscular, ripped, smooth body. I didn't realize he shaved his body, but he did look hot. I must have stared too long and he asked, "you like what you see?"

"I didn't realize you shaved your body. I it does look good. I like that look. Go ahead and deal.'

He dealt the next hand and I won again. He stood up with his back to me and took his shorts off, revealing his muscular legs and ass, wearing tight black bikini briefs, which left nothing to the imagination. He turned around facing me and sat back down on the sofa. If I wasn't staring before, I was definitely staring now, and we both knew it. The outline of his growing, obviously large cock was clearly visible, and looked big. I forced myself to look away, wondering how big it was. I saw the women in the movie were both now sucking the mens' big cocks. I don't watch much porn, but as you would expect, both men had nice, big cocks. I couldn't believe I was focusing on them and wondering how Don's cock would compare. I felt my cock stirring, getting hard in my briefs.

Don dealt the next hand and this time I lost, and took off my t-shirt. I didn't understand my feelings, but I really wanted to win to see Don's cock. The outline in his bikini briefs was getting bigger, stretching the fabric, trying to get out. My attention switched back and forth between Don's cock and the cock sucking going on in the movie. I still couldn't believe I was playing stip poker with a man and watching a porn movie and getting aroused looking at his growing cock.

He dealt the next hand and I lost again. I stood up and took off my shorts, exposing that I also wore bikini briefs, mine being powder baby blue. My cock was also stretching my briefs. I looked up at the movie in shock. The women were making out and one of the men was on his knees sucking the other man's big, fat cock! My head was spinning. I had never thought about doing anything gay, and here I was, watching gay porn, playing strip poker, ogling over Don's cock, and wondering, worrying, knowing, where this was going. I sat back down.

"So, Stevie, you shave your body, too. You look hot, and those cute panties show off your nice ass. It looks tighter and nicer than my wife's, which says a lot about your ass, or says a lot about what kind of ass I like. Looks like we are both down to only briefs. This is the deciding hand."

"Thanks for the compliment. I am proud of my physique and work my glutes hard."

With that, he dealt the next hand. We both had face cards showing. I had a 4 down. He spoke, "why don't we call this a tie and take off our briefs at the same time.

"Why?"

He stood up in front of me. "You know you want to see my cock, and I know I want to see yours, and that sweet ass of yours looks delicious."

I knew he was right, I did want to see his cock. I didn't understand or know where these urges were coming from. I had never had any sexual interest in men in my life, yet I eagerly watched as Don pulled his bikini briefs down freeing his cock. I have a really nice 6 1/2 inch cock, but his had to beat least 8 inches, and fatter than mine. Hell, it was nicer than both men in the movie. I was frozen, having never seen another man's erect cock in person before. I slowly pulled my briefs down and leaned over to step out of them. As I did, he stepped forward and put his cock against my face and started rubbing it around. It felt firm and warm on my cheek. I noticed his manly arouma and took a deep breath as I stood up but kept my eyes on his cock. It was perfect. At least 8 inches, thick, straight as an arrow, nice head, and cut like myself.

"You like it? Don't you, Stevie? You liked how it felt when I rubbed it on your face, didn't you? Go ahead and touch it. You know you want to feel it, hold it, I bet you even want to taste it, don't you, Stevie?"

I was in a trance, like having an out of body experience. I watched a hand grabbing his cock and realized it was mine. I felt the heat and started slowly stroking it up and down.

"Stevie, look at how that man in the movie is sucking the other's cock? I looked at the movie and was captivated by, yes, watching a man sucking the other man's cock. He pushed down on my shoulders, and I eased down to my knees so I was eye level with his beautiful cock. You want to do that to me, don't you? Answer me, Stevie."

Something about him calling me Stevie affected me. It was disarming. Like it was stripping me of my manliness, making me feel submissive. I looked over at the movie. The man sucking the big cock looked like he was enjoying it as it slid in and out of his mouth.

I looked back at his cock and then looked up his smooth, ripped, muscular abs and chest, and into his eyes. I knew, and he knew, that he had me. He looked at me with that knowing look and a grin on his face. I didn't know if it was the beer, or watching the man sucking cock in the movie, but I answered, "Yes, Don, I've never, but I do want to suck your cock." I continued to stroke it and admire it. I held it up and licked it from the base to the big head, and back down again. He grabbed my head and pulled his cock to my mouth, rubbing the head back and forth across my lips. I extended my tongue and he rubbed it around and around on my tongue, and then pushed it into my mouth. I licked around the head and glanced over at the movie. The man was deep throating the big cock. Here, this gay man in the movie, was encouraging and inspiring me to suck cock, to take Don's cock deeper into my mouth. It felt good sliding in and out, between my lips. I reached around and grabbed his ass with both hands to allow some control over the pace, wanting to explore, fully experience having his cock in my mouth, my first cock.

I was confused by what I was doing and how much I was enjoying having his cock in my mouth. All kinds of thoughts were flying through my head, I was not a homophobe and always thought what two adult did was their business, but the term "cocksucker" had always carried a negative connotation. And now I was sucking cock and loving it. He pulled my mouth off his cock, "I need to sit on the sofa so I can relax and enjoy this." I knee walked over to him and moved between his legs, eager to get his cock back into my mouth.

I thought of all the times I had been on the other end, getting blown, and now I was doing the sucking. Surprisingly, it felt natural, normal, right, and gay. At the moment I didn't care if it was gay, or if I was gay. I was consumed in the moment. I grabbed it and looked up at him again as I took his cock back into my mouth. He spoke, "Stevie, I wish I knew you were a cocksucker sooner. Man, you are good. That feels amazing, much better than my wife."

"I can't believe we are doing this. I've never done this before. But I have to admit, it's kinda fun." I returned to exploring being a cocksucker, stroking the shaft with one hand while sucking and using my tongue on the head. He started to slowly move his hips, moving with my actions, and moaning. This was so cool, so empowering, that I was giving him pleasure, and knowing I was going to cause him to orgasm. The thought excited me and I increased the pace. I tasted something, and I figured it must be pre-cum. It was a different taste, but pleasant. He started moving his hips faster, pushing his big cock into my throat. I could hear him breathing hard and saw that he was pinching his nipples. I began to wonder about him cumming. What would I do? The few times the wife had sucked me, she would never let me cum in her mouth, saying it was gross. She always finished me with her hand, which was always so disappointing. I decided I wasn't going to disappoint Don and knew I wanted to give him an orgasm to remember, and let him cum in my mouth.

'Oh, yea, Stevie, oh.... Stevie, oh suck my cock, I'm cumming."

I felt his cock twitch in my mouth and tasted his cum that was now exploding into my mouth. I continued to stroke and suck, knowing he was at the peak of his orgasm as he unloaded his cum. As the jerking slowed I slowed my pace and gently sucked him dry. I pulled him out of my mouth and licked up and down, cleaning all the cum and saliva off his cock as it began to soften. I met his gaze and saw that look of satisfaction in his eyes. I also had a sense of..... pride? I was proud of giving him pleasure, making this stud cum, sucking his cum out of his balls. I didn't understand what I was feeling, but it felt good. I leaned in and took his softened cock back into my mouth and gave it a couple of gentle sucks, acknowledging to myself that I loved it and that I was a willing cocksucker.

"Stevie, that has to be the best blowjob I've ever had. Watching the games with you is never going to be the same."

I put my hands on his knees and stood up in front of him with my erection pointing at him. It will definitely be more exciting. I sat on the end of the sofa angled towards him. Stroking my cock I said "Don, do you really think i'm a good cocksucker? Now it's your turn."

"That's a definite yes. Lift your knees to your chest and let me see that hot ass of yours. I don't suck cock, but I'd love to fuck your hot gay ass. Stevie, your ass is gay, isn't it? Don't all cocksuckers like you love getting fucked in the ass?"

"Don, I may have sucked you, which I guess that makes me a cocksucker, but I'm not gay. And you aren't going to fuck me." As I spoke, and without thinking about it, I realized I had raised my legs exposing my asshole. "But if you want to ever get another blowjob, you need to suck my cock." I knew that was a bluff and that I was already looking forward to sucking his cock again. I happened to look over at the big screen to find one of the men was plunging his big cock deep into the other man's ass. It caught my attention as I had never seen that before. His cock was moving in and out, balls deep, then almost completely out, before plunging deep in again, causing the hunk getting fucked to moan loudly.

Don noticed I was fixated on the movie. "Stevie, wouldn't you like me to fuck you like that? Look how they are enjoying themselves."

"No, you are not going to fuck me. But if you think I have a sweet ass, you can eat it before you suck me off."

He leaned in and licked my ass, running his tongue up and down. It felt amazing. He then started pushing his tongue into my ass, tongue fucking me, causing me to moan like the stud in the movie. "Don, stroke my cock."

As he continued to tongue my ass, he grabbed my cock and started to tentatively squeeze it and move his hand up and down. I couldn't believe macho Don, a man's man, was licking my asshole and jacking me off. It felt great and it was so erotic. I turned my head to watch the action on the big screen. Seeing the one stud ramming his big cock into the other's ass was fascinating me. As I watched, I couldn't decide which I was identifying with. Suddenly I felt Don push a finger into my ass as he continued stroking my cock. The combination of his probing finger and the stroking, and watching the movie, my mind start to imagine Don's big cock in my ass. The sensation was too much and I erupted in an amazing orgasm, shooting globs of cum on my chest and stomach.

"Stevie, I think you liked getting fingered, didn't you?"

Don sat back up and I put my legs down, also sitting up, just in time to see the stud pull his cock out and shoot his load all over the man he had just fucked. I turned and met Don's gaze. "Yes, I have to admit I did enjoy it. Saturday's will never be the same."

"Stevie, you are such a good cocksucker, and since you swallow, there is no mess. I don't think I can wait a week. Let's find time before next week. And next Saturday I am going to fuck that sweet gay ass of yours."

I knew he was right, that I wanted to have his cock again, and was definitely curious about what giving my ass to him would be like.

As I was leaving I ran into Don's wife coming in. "So Steve, how was the game?"

"It was great. How was your shopping? I hope my wife didn't buy too much."

"No, she couldn't find anything to suit her. You men seem to really enjoy each other's company. Why don't you come over for Monday night football?"

Don entered the room. "Don, your wife just suggested I come over for Monday Night Football. How does that sound?"

"Stevie, that's a great idea. I'm already looking forward to it." And he winked at me and gave me a sly smile.

"Me too. Be sure to restock your Guinness, and I'll see you then."

His wife gave me a strange look as I walked past her, and said goodbye, Stevie?"

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