Date: Sat, 13 Apr 2002 21:43:37 -0400
From: Robert Spencer <runner2k99@hotmail.com>
Subject: BETTING IT ALL - PART 2

     Two words described my situation.  They were words I heard every week.
These two words led my life in a direction that I could never have
imagined.  Jeff used the words and when he said, "Cock worship" I knew I
was his to use.

Jeff and I have been the best of friends for the past 15 years.  People say
we're opposite sides of a coin.  He's 31, hefty, bald, bearded, a
cigar-smoker, quiet, and has had few girlfriends.  I on the other-hand am
31, thin, blonde hair, a non-smoker, no facial hair, quick-witted, and enjoy
frequent dating and sex, with women.  Our relationship pretty much consisted
of guy things: sports, movies, games, bullshitting, bragging, and just
having fun.  Of course all of that changed last January.  On a whim we had
made a bet.  I got cocky and bragged a whole lot before the bet was
finished.  To teach me a lesson, Jeff decided that if he won I was going to
have to suck his dick.  He did win...and he got what we wanted.

One blowjob shouldn't change a person's life but it changed mine.   I'd
never sucked a man's cock before and I guess I went at it with a bit too
much gusto. And since Jeff had never received a blowjob before he decided he
liked it.  He liked it a lot!  Naturally he wanted more.  In fact, as Jeff
commonly does, he got darn right greedy very fast.   He held the bet over my
head with simple logic.  His logic was: as long as I continued servicing him
whenever he wanted he wouldn't tell anyone about our little bet.  However
the second I refused anything he asked for, he was planning on telling
everyone about what I had done.  Since Jeff and I have the same friends, and
since Jeff knows my family, and more importantly Laura, my girlfriend, I was
pulled along with his demands.  I wasn't forced to change any part of my
life, but Jeff made it clear that whenever he needed to have his cock
serviced, he came first (literally).

The next several weeks after our bet, Jeff began to train me.  It started
out with two to three blowjobs a week.  This began to increase to six or
seven.  Eventually I was made to set Tuesday and Friday nights aside just
for him.  See Jeff was still a virgin and this was the first action that
he'd had his entire life.  The fact that it came from his friend was
overshadowed by how good he felt getting it.  So Jeff laid down the rules
and I followed them.  Laura wasn't pleased about my being increasingly away
from her but I managed to come up with new excuses each week.  The last
thing I wanted her to know was that her boyfriend was busy sucking off his
best friend.

For my training Jeff instructed me in the ways he liked to have his cock
sucked.  Usually this would begin with me stripping off his clothes while he
sat on my couch.  I'd then spend long amounts of time massaging his arms and
legs.  Soon I'd be instructed to lick his hairy chest and hefty belly and
work my way down to his balls.  Jeff's crotch is covered in a thick mass of
pubic hair and he has the largest balls I've ever seen.  They pack quite a
punch believe me.  He often told me that he liked looking down at me with
his huge ball sack dangling in my mouth.  It made him feel powerful and
completely in control.  Normally Jeff would smoke a cigar while I took care
of business, giving me orders and directions as he saw fit.  Then after his
dick had grown hard he'd stand up so I was on my knees in front of him.
Jeff would look down into my eyes, smile, and say to me, "Mitch, I think
it's time for some cock worship."  This was his fun way of letting me know
that even though I had a girlfriend and a life, it all was secondary to the
needs of his cock.  I was becoming a slave to that cock.

After hearing Jeff demand cock worship I would then suck his dick until he
came.  Sometimes he would pull out and shoot his load in my face.  Other
times he would thrust deep into my mouth and make me swallow every drop.
And on days when Jeff was angry or displeased with me he would shoot his
load all over his belly, pubic hair, and balls.   I would then spend the
next hour licking him clean.  Either way Jeff chose was quite an experience.
  His balls were so big that a normal ejaculation would be incredible.  But
since I was, as Jeff said, "in training", he had a special technique he
would practice.  On days when he didn't come over Jeff would masturbate two
or three times, but never to completion.  When it was time for me to engage
in some cock worship I would get an intense jolt of the hottest thickest cum
I could ever imagine.  No matter how much I tried, I was never prepared for
his first blast of the night.  Even the second shot was of porn-star
caliber.

Over the next few weeks I became accustomed to my new role.  There were even
times when I enjoyed it.  There was something secretive and forbidden that
really got me excited.  When Laura was over we would have some of the most
incredible sex ever because it turned me on that she was unaware of the
double-life that I lead.  Occasionally she'd ask about Jeff and it would
cause me to get the hugest erection ever.  If she only knew that her man was
sucking the cock of another man.

Obviously, Jeff had the best role in the whole bet and he was enjoying
himself all of the time.   He began to make our time together more and more
about me worshipping his cock.  Sometimes he wouldn't even want to do
anything else except have me service him.  As things progressed and Jeff
became more comfortable in his new dominant role in our relationship he
began to test the limits of my obedience.  The times where I did something
that made him angry would bring about a stiff punishment.  At the same time
these moments repulsed me, enticed me, and changed me completely.

Once Jeff, I, and several friends had been out at a Mexican restaurant with
our girlfriends.  Everyone had a girlfriend except Jeff.  As guys are prone
to do lots of teasing occurred about the "perpetually single man in our
party".  It was all fun and Jeff laughed along with everyone else.
Regrettably I joined in and poked plenty of fun at him.  When no one was
paying attention Jeff tapped my foot under the table and said, "Mitch, you
and I will need to straighten a few things out later.  So make sure Laura
goes home."  He didn't look happy and I couldn't get my mind off of what
might await me at the close of the evening.

At the end of the evening I had dropped off Laura at her condo and headed
home to my apartment.  Jeff was already there waiting in the parking lot.
When we met at the front door he said to me, "Did you have fun tonight
making fun of me? Well, I hope so because now I'm going to have some of my
own fun with you."  I spent the next two hours buried under my bed sheets
with Jeff's cock crammed into my mouth the entire time.  Jeff lay
comfortably smoking cigars and watching some of my porno tapes while I was
beneath.  The punishment was simple: hard or soft, I was not allowed to
remove his dick from my mouth.  It didn't take long for me to understand
where Jeff's "fun" came into the equation.

After the healthy Mexican dinner he was subject to some of the worst gas
ever.  With his cock in my mouth I had only one option for air.  I could
hear Jeff's laughter as he let blast-after-blast rip.  "Maybe next time you
won't be such a smart ass at my expense, Mitch."  He said.  To make matters
worse he called our friend Dennis and talked on his cel-phone as I suffered
this indignation.  Jeff even playfully worked the conversation just to tease
me with the fact that Dennis might pick up on what was happening.  So as I
was buried with his rod in my mouth I could hear him above the covers saying
to Dennis, "Yeah, the next time I see Mitch I'm really going to give him a
mouthful," this was followed by a forceful thrust of the hips so his cock
sprang deep into my mouth.  Later he added, "Man Dennis you and your Mexican
restaurants.  That food was so spicy I'm farting lava!  And if you think I'm
miserable, I've got Mitch trapped under the covers smelling the shit! Ha!
Ha!"

When his phone call was ended Jeff addressed me and said, "Boy if only the
guys could see you and your big mouth now.  I wonder how cool they'd think
you were with my cock crammed in your mouth and you curled up under the
sheets smelling my stank ass farts!  Face it Mitch, I'm in the driver's seat
so the next time you want to have fun at my expense things will go a lot
worse for you than this."  Then he laughed and said, "This bet just keeps
getting better and better!"

Another punishment came weeks later, Jeff came over for a few days when
Laura was out of town.  He made me wait on him hand-and-foot the entire time
and I did my best to keep him happy.  One thing was certain, I sure didn't
want to spend any more time under the sheets.  Things were going well except
for the fact that I continually trounced Jeff at all of the video games we
played.  Jeff's payback was that he decided not to shower for the week.  His
cock and balls built up a powerful odor.  I knew this because I probably
spent more time between his legs than ever before.  Jeff told me that he
liked having his cock kept warm in my mouth whether I was blowing him or
not.  So he would sit on the couch naked, smoking cigars, playing video
games (by himself) or watching hockey.  I was in Jeff's favorite position,
on my knees in front of him.  I could see nothing because I was buried into
his crotch as his free hand gently held me in place.  He knew that what
really pissed me off was when he gave me a patronizing pat on the head...so
this became a regular addition to his routine.

As my "guest", Jeff would answer the phone whenever it rang.  So with me on
my knees sucking his cock I was forced to listen to him dance around
conversations with my family, my co-workers, and even our friends.  Feeling
really cocky, once he even mentioned to our friend Kyle that, "Oh Mitch
couldn't answer the phone because he had my dick in his mouth."  This was
followed by a pat on the head.

A few times during the visit Laura had called and left messages on the
answering machine.  Jeff would chuckle and say, "Hey Mitch do you want to
come up and talk to her?"  I would mumble a response from below.  Jeff's
reply was always the same, "I can't understand you.  So just keep on
sucking!"

Now it doesn't take a genius to figure that anyone in my situation would
have bailed.  Hell, many wouldn't have been dumb enough to make the bet in
the first place.  But, after almost five months of Jeff's "training" I was
learning quite a bit about myself.  I discovered my submissive nature and
how much I enjoyed servicing Jeff and his cock.  The more dominant Jeff
became the more I found myself eager for his next visit and possibly my next
punishment.  I even found myself ducking Laura some times just so I could be
available for Jeff.  Of course, I must have been easy to read because Jeff
was making his own plans.  He knew my third punishment was going to change
our relationship completely.

Jeff had arrived at my apartment directly from work on a Friday afternoon in
May.  I watched as he walked up the stairs slowly loosening his tie.  I
opened the door for him and he came in.  "Hey Mitch.  Ready for a good
time?"

I was truly ready for a good time but I tried to downplay it.  "Well if you
want to just play some video games that'd be fine with me."

Jeff smiled.  "After the day I had at work?  Not a chance.  You're gonna be
wearing the skin off your knees by the end of the night."  He dropped his
suit jacket on the couch and pulled out his shirt.  "I'm so freaking pent up
I feel like a damn volcano.  So come on over here and help me cut loose some
of this tension."

I walked over and slowly kneeled down in front of him.  "You and this damn
bet.  You're lucky I'm even sticking to it.  Won't you ever get tired of me
giving you head?"

Jeff smiled wickedly at me, "Tired of it?  Do you know me at all?"   And
with that he simply motioned his hand.  The only noise in my apartment was
the sound of his pants unzipping.

I reached up and removed his pants, dropping them down around his ankles.
His underwear came next and then I was mere inches from his stiff cock.  I
opened my mouth and slid his warm tool into it.  Jeff moaned with delight.
As I began lubing him up I could feel his hands on the top of my head
guiding my motions the way he liked.

For the next few minutes I worked ferociously on his rod.  His balls were
slapping against my chin as he pumped harder and harder into my mouth.  I
could hear him moaning louder and as I looked up I saw his eyes were closed
and sweat was forming on his forehead.  His sweet pre-cum was dripping from
the tip of his swollen cock and I savored the early taste.  I knew he was
going to be exploding in a matter of seconds. Things were building to a
fever pitch when all of a sudden Jeff stopped.  He pulled back from my mouth
and simply pointed to the table.  I was puzzled as I looked over, the only
thing there was Laura's planner, which she had left over the night before.

"Was Laura here last night?"  Jeff asked.

I stayed on my knees beneath him.  "Yes.  She usually is over on Wednesday.
You know that."

"Did you fuck her?"

"Of course.  Why is that important?"

Jeff stepped back and pulled up his pants.  He was tucking in his shirt and
fixing his tie before it dawned on me that he was leaving.

"Where are you going?"  I asked.

Jeff looked down at me.  "Home."

I was completely caught off guard.

He continued, "Mitch.  I don't think this is going to work out.  Our bet is
finished."

Many people would have breathed a sigh of relief at this but I was still
questioning why this had come about.  "Why?  What happened?"

Jeff looked down at me.  "It isn't going to work anymore.  You've got your
girlfriend and I don't have one.  So you're getting the best of both worlds.
  I'm tired of sharing you with her.  My cock needs much more attention than
I can get with you spending time on her.  So if you want her then you can
have her and I won't hold our bet over your head any more."

I stayed on my knees contemplating the events.  "Well, we had a bet, and I'm
just keeping my end of it.  But..." I couldn't find the words.

Jeff looked down at me...his expression was starting to change.  "But what?"

"I...I..."

"Yes Mitch?"

"Well Jeff, I want to suck your cock.  I really like it."

His smile broadened.  "Really.  So you like it.  I thought you were only
doing this to follow our bet."

Now I could see that his actions were just a ploy to get me to admit the
truth to him.  Once more I had been outsmarted and this time there was no
going back.

Jeff continued, "What about Laura?  You can't have us both.  You're going to
have to decide, right here, right now."

I was on my knees with my best friend towering above me and now I had a
decision to make.  It took only a second and I surrendered.  "I'll dump her.
  If that's what you want."

"No, it has to be about what YOU want."

"I just want to be able to keep sucking your cock!"  I could barely believe
the words that were coming out of my mouth.  I gave in so easily to the
situation that it seemed like a dream.

His smile continued to grow.  "So if I let you suck my cock you'll dump
her?"

"Yes."

"There will be no other women?"

"Yes."

"You'll worship my cock?"

"Yes."

"Whenever I want?"

"Yes."

Jeff reached down and grabbed my hair, tilting my head back.  "Fine Mitch I
accept your offer.  You've earned a reward.  So unzip my pants and start
sucking my fucking cock!"

It was like a huge weight had been lifted from me.  I immediately dropped
his pants and slipped his meat out.  Jeff was still rock hard...maybe even
harder than before.  His mind game had worked wonders with both of us.  The
veins were bulging in his rod as I slobbered all over it.  As the minutes
passed, Jeff began removing his clothes.  He even had me slide out of mine.
Eventually we were both naked in my living room.  Jeff's large hairy girth
was standing over my smooth slender body.  He began thrusting into my mouth
with a vigor that I had never felt before.  His fingers tightened in my
hair, powerfully controlling the movements of my head.  He made me realize
who was in charge.  Just as I thought he would cum, he again pulled from me.

"What?" I was almost begging.

Jeff tugged at my hair and made me look up into his eye.  "Mitch, I think
you're ready."  Before I could answer he reached into his suit pocket and
showed me a tube of KY-Jelly.  "And I know I am.  I've been carrying this
around for two weeks.  I knew eventually you'd admit that you needed my cock
more than anything else.  So now we're ready to move to the next step.  You
will take us there."  He squirted a generous amount of lotion onto my hands.
  I began massaging it into his cock as he talked to me.  "Turn around.  I
want you down on all fours right now."  He would not be taking no for an
answer.

I was nervous but completely engulfed in the moment.  I couldn't believe it.
  In less than twenty minutes I had promised to dump my girlfriend, I had
sucked Jeff's cock, and now for the first time ever I was about to get
fucked by another man.  Jeff kneeled down behind me and began working his
slick cock around my tight asshole.  I could feel his large hand on one of
my hips as he began sliding me backwards.

"I have waited to fuck for thirty-two years.  The bets over.  You're mine
now Mitch."  I heard him chuckle as he pushed deep into me.

"Oh shit!"  I moaned as I could feel the heat from his shaft violate my
virgin ass.

"Get used to it.  Up until now this has all been a warm up."  He began
working his cock in and out of me until my ass muscles and the lube were
making things go smoothly.  As he fucked me he said, "There will be no more
pussy for you, Mitch.  From now on the only dick around here that is going
to see any action is mine.  In fact I may even call Laura once she knows you
dumped her and see if she wants to fuck a real man."

The pain was intense as Jeff's cock went completely into me.  I let out a
loud yell that I knew my neighbors would hear, but I didn't care because the
pain and pleasure was more than I could ever know.  Jeff worked his sizable
cock completely into me.  His strong hands were on my hips guiding me.  He
was in total control of my body.  He would vary his thrusts and show me
exactly what he liked and then he'd lean back and make me take over the
momentum.  When he got tired of me being on all fours he directed me into a
new position.

"Down Mitch!"  Jeff reached up and pushed me down so I was laying flat on my
stomach on the living room carpet.  He angled above me and began giving me
the true fucking of a lifetime.  I could feel his huge belly pushing against
my back, his balls slapping against my ass, and his rigid tool having its
way with me.  Jeff leaned down as he thrust and said, "I want to hear it.
Yell out so your neighbors know what's going on.   They need to know that
you're being fucked by a real man!  This is true cock worship.  Let me hear
what you want."

"FUCK ME!"  The words burst from my mouth.  "Fuck me Jeff!  I need your
cock!  I love your cock!  Don't stop fucking me!"

His hands clamped down on my shoulders and his pounding continued and
intensified.  For his first time it was amazing of the total control he had
over the situation.  Jeff fucked like a pro.  "You want my cum!"  It was not
a question.

"Yes, please!"  I was covered in sweat as his weight kept me pinned tightly
to the floor.

At my plea Jeff pulled out and spun me around.  He straddled over my chest
with his tool dangling inches above my face. He tugged his cock a couple
times and then exploded with an immense orgasm.  The amount of scorching cum
his colossal balls had built up was incredible.  He let out a bellow as the
juice sprayed down onto me.  Some of his liquid shot into my mouth, some
onto my face, some onto my neck, some onto Jeff's balls, and the remainder
smeared across his hand and rod as he frantically pumped.

A few seconds later it seemed like anything near my face was covered in his
cum.  Jeff gasped for air and leaned back, resting much of his weight
against my stomach, his cock and balls resting directly over my face, still
dripping with scalding hot fluid.  His bald head and hairy body were covered
in perspiration.

He hovered above me for several minutes, trying to catch his breath.  Our
body heat was so incredible that the entire apartment seemed like a sauna.
Finally, Jeff leaned over and grabbed a cigar from his coat.  He lit it up
and took a few healthy puffs.  "That was the greatest orgasm I have ever
had.  Did you like it?"

I was in complete release.  Even though I didn't cum this was the most
satisfying sex I had ever been a part of.  "Yes.  You tasted awesome."

As he smoked he brought his creamy hand down to my mouth.  "I'm glad you
said that, I'll need you to clean me up now."  I did as I was told and took
each of his fingers into my mouth, licking delicious cum from them.  Jeff
still crouched on me, smoking.  He lifted his fat dripping cock over my
mouth and said, "Everywhere."  I took him back into me, sucked the last
drops from him, and then tongued him dry.  Our eyes were locked the entire
time his cock was in my mouth.  Next he lowered his balls into my mouth, and
I followed my instructions.  By the time he had finished his cigar I had
slurped up every drop of his man juice.

I was still pinned beneath him in total relaxation when I looked back up
into his still smiling face.  Jeff said, "You've got a girlfriend...or
should I say EX-girlfriend to call."

"I do, but can I get a bit more of you first?"

Jeff leaned forward and allowed me to suck his cock, until he got hard.
Then he rose above me and began to pump deep into my throat, fucking my
face.  It didn't take long before he was eager to explode another load.  As
he thrust he said, "I'm glad you like this Mitch because this arrangement
will make us both happy.  Just remember, your days of pussy are all over.
No more dates, no more sex, no more women. The only thing you can get is my
cock."

I never responded because I was to grateful for another chance at cock
worship.


TO BE CONCLUDED IN: BETTING IT ALL, PART 3 - THE DOUBLE DEAL!