Date: Mon, 15 Apr 2002 19:55:09 -0400
From: Robert Spencer <runner2k99@hotmail.com>
Subject: BETTING IT ALL, PART 3 - THE DOUBLE DEAL

Jeff sat at my computer desk, a cigar between his teeth.  He was naked, as
he usually preferred to be when he was home.  We'd been sharing my new condo
for a little over two months and the days he had worn clothes were few and
far between.  So I'd become accustomed to seeing his fat bearish body
strolling around my home as if he owned the place and everything in it.
Which in fact he did, including me.

It all began a little over one year ago when we had made a fun bet over some
games.  I had lost the wager and Jeff through some trickery and my own
enjoyment had made me his personal slave.  Being a bit sexually adventurous,
I went along willingly with his bet that became a form of sexual servitude.
Things began slowly with me orally serving Jeff several times each week.
The acts eventually progressed until Jeff surprisingly gave me a choice.  He
volunteered to end our bet and let me go free.  But secretly he had trained
me well enough that I discovered a new side to myself.  I now wanted to be
dominated by another man, and I needed his cock just as much as he needed me
as his slave.  It was my choice and I chose to dump my girlfriend Laura and
completely give myself to Jeff and what he liked to call "Cock Worship".

Jeff and I are both in our early thirties.  We met back in high school and
since then he's watched me score with lots of women.  I'm thin and athletic
have a quick wit and a way with the ladies.  Jeff on the other hand is fat,
bald, and prefers watching porn than trying to score with real women.  In
thirty-one years he'd never been laid or blown.  Then our bet came along and
I did what I was told.  For the first time in his life Jeff was privy to
plenty of gratification whenever we wanted it, which was often.  Jeff loved
my sexual servitude and basically wanted me at his beck-and-call 24-7.  All
things considered, Jeff was a very smart man and he got what he wanted, I
gave myself completely to him.

Over the past seven months I had gradually encouraged Jeff to take more and
more control of my life.  None of our friends had any clue what was occuring
because in public we acted the same.  However, once we were alone in my
condo Jeff became my complete Master.  I was his to use.  Almost every day I
would suck his cock, and sometimes afterwards he would fuck me in the ass.
I would cook and clean and sometimes wear a collar or leash.  It was also my
responsibility to work and use my money to pay for the bills.  Jeff had
"better things" to do with his money.  At night, Jeff would have me bathe
and massage him and pamper him as often as possible.  He would punish me as
he saw fit whenever I did not meet his expectations.  Sometimes I would be
forced to sleep on the floor, other times I would eat my food from a dog
bowl, and sometimes I would have to stoop so low as to kneel next to the
toilet and wipe Jeff when he was finished.  There was no level that my
submissive side wouldn't take me to.

A few times at the beginning of our arrangement Jeff would ask, "Mitch, is
this OK with you?"  But my submissive side had grown so much that I always
said, "Yes."  No matter how degrading I just loved it more and more.  Jeff
eventually grew into the role that I wanted...and needed...and he stopped
wasting his time asking.

Sitting at my computer, Jeff had been working on some business letters when
my ex-girlfriend Laura had called.  "Hey Laura.  Sure I think next Saturday
will work just fine for me.  I'll look forward to seeing you."  He had been
casually seeing Laura for the past few weeks.  She was his first real
girlfriend, and the kicker was that she used to be mine.  Jeff had made me
choose between her and him.  I chose Jeff and a few weeks later he asked
Laura to accompany him to a wedding.  It drove me crazy that he was probably
fucking my ex-girlfriend, and yet I just couldn't bring myself to end this
situation.

Jeff hung up the phone, typed for a few more seconds and then said.  "Looks
like Laura and I are going out with some of hers and yours old friends next
weekend.  Kind of a couple thing. Is that OK with you, Mitch?"  He looked
down at me as he asked the question.

I was naked and on my knees in front of Jeff.  It was my usual spot, with my
head between his legs and his semi-hard cock in my mouth.  I stopped my duty
for a moment and looked up, "I don't see why you made me dump her.  I
promised you that I'd keep going with our bet."

He glared  at me.  "Did I tell you to take my cock out of your mouth?"
Before I could respond he guided my head back down and I engulfed his rod
which was starting to get much harder.  He put one hand on the back of my
head and held me in place. "Remember Mitch.  I gave you a choice.  You said
you wanted my cock.  Well if that's what you want, then you need to know
that I don't share.  Ever.  Besides, I really needed a girlfriend...and
Laura's working out well.  She doesn't even mind not coming over here...I
guess she's still disappointed that you dumped her."

Jeff tried to keep typing but the mood had left him.  "Fuck Mitch, you're
sucking me off so good now I can't even keep my mind on my work."  He
reclined back in my desk chair and smoked his cigar while I continued
lavishing his cock.

After a few minutes my pace quickened and his balls started growing tight.
Jeff stood up and began to fuck my face -- hard.  "You want my load don't you
Mitch?  Even after everything that's happened!  You want to swallow it,
right?"  This time I didn't remove him from my mouth; I simply mumbled a
reply.  "Good boy.  Well get ready because here it comes!"  Jeff pulled me
off his cock while he grabbed it with one of his meaty hands.  He pumped
several times on his length.  "Open your mouth, I want to give you a
present."  I did as I was told and accepted the hot juice that he began
squirting into me.  Jeff kept pumping and several of his shots missed my
mouth and sprayed onto my face. The one thing about a large man like Jeff
was that he always had a large load to unleash.  His balls must have worked
overtime after all those long years with no sex.  "Swallow it!" Jeff said as
he towered above me.   I swallowed his scorching load and opened my mouth
for more.  Jeff stood over me and rolled his spent dripping tool along my
face.  "I love this.  I love having my own personal slave!  Who would have
thought that after all your years of pussy you were just going to end up on
your knees with me rolling my fat cock on your face.  What do you think?"

I looked up at him with my creamy face.  "I'll do what you ask me to do."

Jeff smiled.  He sat back down in my chair, grabbed his cigar, and started
typing again.  "Good.  Then get over here and put my cock back in your
mouth.  I've got another hour of work to finish up."



The following Saturday Jeff was relaxing before preparing for his night out
with Laura and their friends.  He lay in the bathtub talking on the phone.
"Hey dude, what's going on?"  Jeff said.  Hot water and bubbles surrounded
him as he lay back.  I was on my knees next to the tub in case he needed
something.  Jeff laughed as he talked to his friend Wayne.  Jeff and Wayne
were drinking pals who used to work together.  They had a big love of porn
and often shared videotapes.

"Ha!  Is it any good?  Then I've got to see it!  Me?  Just sitting here in
my tub."

"My tub," I said.

Jeff merely looked at me.  "Yeah that was Mitch."  He paused for a minute
listening.  "Oh yeah.  Sucked me off this morning."

I still hadn't got used to this part.  With our original bet Jeff had agreed
not to tell any of our friends.  But since our bet had changed and I had
willingly accepted Jeff's cock, he had made some modifications.  Our regular
friends still had no clue what was going on.  As far as they knew, Jeff had
just moved in to my place to help save up some money.  But, since Wayne only
hung around Jeff and no one else, Jeff shared all the information about my
servitude with him.  Once he knew about my situation, whenever Wayne would
come over he'd often brazenly say things to me like, "So boy, you swallow
today or take it on the face?"

Wayne was a real asshole.  He was as much of a redneck as there ever was.
He was almost ten years older than Jeff and I.  Usually he'd call me "boy"
just to make sure I knew that he was older and partially because he was just
amazed at the role Jeff had me in.  The bottom line was that Wayne knew my
job in computers was more solid and rewarding than any career he'd ever had.
  When Wayne managed to hold a job it was usually as a janitor.  But since
he drank heavily and often smoked marijuana, and rarely showered, he didn't
hold jobs for long amounts of time.  He was the kind of guy who I wouldn't
want within ten miles of my place, but because he and Jeff drank together
and exchanged porn tapes, Jeff would usually have him over every couple of
weeks.

Jeff hung up the phone and looked over at me.  "Wayne's coming over in a few
minutes."  Since Jeff had taken free reign of my place he didn't ask for my
permission.  Jeff began draining the water and stood up out of the tub.
"Towel."  I took the towel and began drying Jeff off.

"Does Wayne have to come over tonight?" I asked.

Jeff held out his arms as I continued my work.  "Yes.  He's going to drop
off a new Ashlyn Gere tape and a couple others that I want to see.  Is that
a problem?"

"Yes.  You'll be going out with Laura and then I'll end up stuck here with
him.  The guy never knows when to leave."  I started drying Jeff's balls and
then his legs.  "I just don't like the guy, he's kind of," I paused for a
moment trying to be as delicate as possible.  "White trash."

Jeff let me continue.

"He doesn't really bathe much, and besides he smokes so much that when
you're both here this place reeks of smoke.  I mean your cigars are one
thing, but it seems like when you guys are together I spend most of the next
day just cleaning up the mess and airing this place out.  Just promise me
that when you leave tonight you take him with you."

Jeff walked into the bedroom.  "I'll keep it in mind," was all he said.



Wayne came over an hour later and was in rare form.  He of course brought
the porn tapes and then proceeded to "borrow" some beer from our fridge.  As
he sat on my couch I took a moment to look him over.  He'd forgotten to
shave, shower, or even pretend to make an effort.  His long greasy hair and
mustache made him look like a reject from a bad porn movie from the 70's.
He and Jeff traded some stories and jokes for a while before Jeff finally
said, "Well, I've got a few minutes before I have to leave.  We going to
watch one of these tapes?"

Wayne said, "Sure thing.  Have the house boy plop them in the old VCR."
And, as Jeff handed me the tapes Wayne added, "And while you're up, grab me
another beer, boy."

I started the movie and did as I was told.  Wayne smiled because he could
see how much his condescending tone annoyed me.  Jeff had warned me on
numerous occasions that I wore my emotions on my sleeve, but it was just
something I wasn't good at hiding.

As the first few scenes ended Wayne looked over at Jeff and said.  "So Mitch
blow you after I called?"

Jeff chuckled.  "No we didn't really have time.  Besides, I'm going out
tonight with Laura so she may handle that end."

Wayne laughed and then looked at me.  "Isn't that your old girlfriend dude?"

I nodded.

"Man, that is fucked up!"  He patted Jeff on the arm.  "You hit a fucking
freak of nature when you managed to sucker Mitchy into this whole servitude
deal."

Jeff laughed, "Don't I know it."  He paused and then said, "I'm starting to
think I should have gotten that BJ earlier afterall.  I mean we're going out
and then to some of her friend's houses.  I may not get any action tonight
and after watching these bitches on the tape I'm rock solid."

Wayne lit up a fresh smoke and said, "Well go ahead.  It's not like I don't
already know about it.  If you wanna blow a load.  Don't let me stop you."

This caught me off guard.  As many times as I'd sucked Jeff's cock, there
had never been any witnesses.  I looked to Jeff as he stood up and started
carefully untucking his shirt and pulling down his pants.  "Mitch, get
naked, it's time for some cock worship."

With Wayne present I went slower than usual, but I managed to strip down and
work my way over to Jeff.  I took him into my mouth aware that Wayne spent
more time watching me than the hot chicks on my television.  Jeff sat back
and enjoyed my work while Wayne who was sitting right next to him on the
couch clapped his hands and joked, "That's right boy you suck that cock!"

A few minutes later Jeff was ready to cum.  "Oh yeah," he moaned.  "You need
to take it all, I can't get any on my clothes."  And that suddenly Jeff was
filling my mouth up with his cum.  He leaned back with his last groan and
got a few final drops out.  "Whew!  That was just what I needed."

The living room was quiet for a few moments before Jeff stood up and started
dressing.  He looked over at Wayne, "Ok man.  We have to get out of here so
I can go pick up Laura."

I was walking over to get my clothes when Wayne started talking.  "Well you
have to go.  I was hoping I could stick around for a while longer...you know
as your GUEST."  The way he emphasized the last word made my stomach do a
nervous cringe.

I looked back at Wayne and his eager expression said it all.

I felt my stomach tighten again.  "I don't think so.  Whatever you have in
mind you can just forget it."

Wayne looked over at Jeff.  "Come on man, don't have him leave me hanging.
You won't even be here, Mitch'll need something to do."

The next few seconds seemed like they took an eternity to unfold.  I was
shocked because I could actually see Jeff thinking it all over.  He was
considering turning me over to this dirtball!

Jeff walked over and put on his jacket.  He checked his wallet and grabbed
his keys.

Wayne got up and stretched and then waited.  "Well dude, what do ya say?"

Jeff looked across the room at me and then turned to Wayne.  "Normally I
would have said no.  But, I've kind of been running out of new punishments
for Mitch lately.  I think he could use a break from me."  He then turned to
me and said, "Besides Mitch, you were kind of rude earlier when you told me
Wayne was white trash.  So I think you owe it to him."

Wayne looked to Jeff.  "He called me white trash?"

"Yeah.  So I figure he can suck your cock and everyone will be even."

I attempted to get out of it.  "But Jeff, didn't you tell me that you didn't
share, ever?"

Jeff looked at Wayne and gave him a wink.  "Well Wayne's my friend and
friends share what friends have."

Wayne stood up.  "Sounds good to me."

Jeff opened the door and left my condo.  Wayne and I were alone.



An hour later, the only light in the living room came from the TV and the
next porn movie of the night.  Wayne had drank a couple more beers.  We had
sat in silence through the movie and I could tell he was just making me
nervous for what would inevitably happen.  Finally, he looked over at me and
said, "Boy, I just can't wait anymore."

"Oh yeah!"  Wayne was chuckling at me as he ordered me to remove his
clothes.  He stood naked before me.  I could see he was still dirty and
sweaty from work but his body was much harder and more defined than I would
have imagined.  Years of manual labor had at least paid off in some positive
areas.  It was a new experience for me serving another man and I might
normally have enjoyed it...but this was Wayne.  By the time I removed his
pants we were both completely naked.  His cock was huge.  A considerable
nine inches, hanging long.  I know my eyes betrayed me when I stared too
long at his slowly stiffening girth.

"On your knees boy!"  Wayne said as he looked at me with his lousy
shit-eating grin.   Unlike Jeff, I definately did not want to service Wayne,
however he truly understood how to be a dominant force.  With a strong arm
he pushed me down to the floor and onto my knees in front of him.  "That's
right," he said greedily.  "Now get busy."

Jeff's was the only cock I had ever handled, and with Wayne I could tell I
was in way over my head.  However I didn't have any time to think things
over because Wayne forcibly grabbed his cock and thrust it deep into my
mouth.  "Oh fuck yeah!" He groaned as my warm mouth took it in.  I slowly
began working his shaft, but he made it clear that this wasn't working.
"Don't fuck around with me Mitch!  Suck that cock like you want to suck it!
Or else I'll find something else to kee us busy!"  Wayne's cock got
incredibly hard as he gave me the order, it was clear he loved the
situation.  I could feel the veins bulging out on it.

He worked my mouth rough while his huge balls would swing forward and smack
me on the chin.  I just knew that when all was said and done he was really
going to unleash quite a load on me.  I continued sucking as Wayne began
pumping hard into my mouth.  He was eager to get his rocks off. Soon after
he let out a roar and tightened his grip in my hair.  "Here it comes boy!"

As the words were spoken I felt a powerful blast of juice squirt from him
into my mouth.  It was more bitter than I was used to and I instinctively
pulled back.

"Oh no," Wayne said.  He pushed deeper into my mouth forcibly holding me on
his cock.  "You swallow that load."  I did as I was told and looked up at
Wayne.  He glanced at his watch and said, "Gee Jeff may have your old
girlfriend in a similar postion right about now."  He flexed his cock and
dispelled the last of his cum into me.   "I bet you loved how that bet
started and now you're on your knees with my cum in your mouth."  Wayne
jiggled his shaft squeaking the last drops out.  "I love how life can throw
you a curve ball."


Several hours passed and I kept my eye on Wayne the whole time.  He was
downing beers pretty steadily and he kept glancing at me and just giving me
his patented smile.  Still after the BJ, the night went smoothly enough.
Wayne smoked a joint watched some more porn and was being
uncharacteristically quiet.  By the third movie he had fallen asleep on the
couch.   I was pretty tired too so I quietly got up and walked into the
bathroom.  I brushed my teeth thoroughly because I could still taste Wayne's
foul load.  As I was in the bathroom I heard the phone ring.  I couldn't
tell if the machine had picked up or not, but I just prayed that Wayne
wasn't awoken.

Of course, the way my night was going why should my luck suddenly change?  I
had just finished washing my face when the bathroom door opened up.  I
looked over my shoulder to see Wayne, still naked, enter and close the door
behind him.

"Hey there Mitch," he said.  "I hope you didn't think I'd forgotten about
you.  That was Jeff on the phone."

"What did he want?"

Wayne smiled as he approached.  "Oh he wanted to know if you were showing me
a good time."

"What did you tell him?"

"I said you did...and you would be in a few minutes."

"I would be?"  I could see that his cock was starting to show renewed signs
of life in fact it quickly rose up and pointed straight at me.

"Of course, you didn't think one blowjob was going to satisfy me did you?"
With that he stood a few inches from me.  "Where's Jeff keep the lube?"
Wayne asked.

"Don't even think it." I said.

This made Wayne chuckle.  "Dude, Jeff already said it was OK.  I'd let you
call him but he's probably fucking your ex-girlfriend right about now.  Now
where's the lube?  Or are you telling me you want it rough!"

There was no way I could outpower Wayne.  I submitted again and pointed to
the cupboard drawer.  Wayne opened it, pulled out the K-Y, and began
greasing up his rock solid dick.  "I've been waiting for this all night.
Been a long time since I did me any fucking.  Turn around."

I hesitated, thinking if there were any options left for me.

Wayne must have read my mind.  "Trust me, you want this.  Nobody just lets
himself be treated like this.  Stop kidding yourself, Mitch.  I've seen you
look at me when I come over.  And I sure as hell felt the way you sucked my
cock.  You were pulling that cum out of me!  Don't deny it, you wanted to
taste my load.  It's probably what turns you on.  That a guy you're repulsed
by can come over here and have his way with you and there's nothing you can
do about it.  Face it, you want me to fuck you."

The words hit home and I decided he was right.  How many men would succumb
to all of this for a simple bet?  None.  In my heart I knew I secretly loved
this lifestyle, I just didn't want to admit it to myself.  I paused for a
moment and then simply gave in.  I turned around.

Wayne came up behind me.  "Good boy."

I could smell the beer and cigarettes on him as he breathed over my
shoulder.  One of his hands began rubbing lube in my ass and I felt his
fingers lead the way.  He leaned me forward and entered my ass.  Up until
this point Jeff had been the only person to fuck me.  But, as eager as I
thought Jeff was, Wayne obviously hadn't had a fuck in years!  His thrusts
were long and powerful.  I couldn't believe the sheer girth of his huge cock
as it spread my asshole wide.  His strong hands were clenching on my hips as
he had his way with me, gripping tighter with each push.

"Ok, I'm giving you a choice Mitch," Wayne said.  "I can keep going easy
like this or else I can show you what a real man fucks like.  What do you
want?"

I was silent as he rocked me back and forth.

Suddenly, Wayne reached down and grabbed my cock.  It was solid as a rock.

"See, I knew this shit turned you on," he said.  "Just imagine, Jeff's
probably got your gal bent over now and is fucking her the same way.  You're
obviously not getting any pussy anytime soon you fucking cock-hound!  What
do you want!  I want to fucking hear you say it!"

It only took me a moment.  I looked over my shoulder into Wayne's eyes and
said, "Wayne, if you can, fuck me like a man!"

Wayne didn't need to hear it twice.  He released my cock and began pounding
my ass like there was no tomorrow.  His cock rammed deep into me.  As he
thrust one hand went to my shoulder and bent me down lower.  The other hand
began smacking my ass -- hard.  "Oh fuck yeah!  Jeff was right.  You've got a
great ass!"

I began to help Wayne and our momentum was incredible.  His nuts slapped
against me as he continued delivering his monster fucking.  Our bodies were
covered with sweat.   As the next few minutes went by the temperature in the
bathroom was smoldering.  My ass was really feeling the power of this
fucking when Wayne finally said, "Ok boy!  Here it comes."  He pulled me as
deep as he could and exploded inside of my ass.  Long squirts of his cum
launched into me as Wayne squeezed my hips tight and gasped for breath.  He
held me close for a while to be sure that every drop of his cum entered me.

Finally he released me.

"Thanks," I panted.  "That was better than anything Jeff ever did."

Wayne however gave me a stern look.  "Oh no.  This won't work, boy.  We're
not going to be all friendly now.  Being all nice is not what you need."

I didn't know what to say to this but before it mattered, Wayne continued.

"I can't have you thinking I'm gay and we're gonna be all cuddling and
kissing now," he said. "So let's try this, I have to go to the bathroom."

I tried to step around Wayne but he reached out an arm to stop me.
"Where are you going?"  He asked.

"Well I was going to leave so you could go," I said.

Wayne smiled.  "You don't understand."  With that he motioned to the bathtub
and pushed me towards it.

"What are you doing?"  I asked as he shoved me into the tub.

Wayne pushed me down on my knees and I stared directly at his hard cock,
still covered in his juices.  "After that I can't have you thinking I'm a
nice guy.  So since you like being dominated so much, I'm sure you'll really
get off on this."

As soon as he said this a blast of piss came from his cock.  He started at
my head and began spraying his golden shower all over my body.  The piss was
incredible from all of the beer and it was steaming hot!  I motioned for him
to stop but Wayne didn't care, he was back to being a typical asshole.  His
long piss continued as he emptied his bladder all over me.  The bathroom was
strong with the smell urine, I would have gagged if I hadn't thought I would
have drown in the shower.  Finally, his spray began to slow down and I
opened my eyes and looked at him.

Wayne smiled.  "There's a little left.  Open your mouth."

"No."

Wayne laughed.  "Look at you.  You've had my cock in your mouth and ass
tonight.  I've fucked you.  My cum is probably still dripping out of your
ass.  And guess what?"  He paused waiting.  "You loved every minute of it.
You just love to be dominated and degraded.  So what better way than to have
a guy you can't stand piss in your mouth."

I stared at him but didn't budge.

Wayne reached down and jammed his cock against my face.  "You know you want
this Mitch.  You're ready to handle me and Jeff both!"  His stiff cock
smacked me again in the face.  "Prove it to me now.  Open your mouth boy
because I'm going to piss in it."

I was ready to progress to a new level of submission that months ago I would
have thought was impossible.  I did as I was told and accepted the bitter
salty juice from Wayne's rod.  I swallowed what I was given and just watched
as this dirty muscular redneck emptied the remains of his urine into me.
Piss streamed into my mouth and down the sides of my face.  When he finished
Wayne looked down at me.  "Mitch, this is going to be fun."

"What do you mean?" I asked as I tried to ignore the taste in my mouth.
Wayne washed his hands and looked over at me.  "Well I can see you totally
get off on all of this abuse, so I'll be glad to come over regularly and
treat you to my cock...and then treat you as my toilet.  Do you have a problem
with that?"

Lying would have made no difference, and I had little dignity left.  "No," I
said.

Wayne laughed.  "I didn't think you would.  And trust me, I'm just the guy
you want.  My ex-wife said I was all about domination.  I'll give you all
that you want...and then some.  Why don't you stay in here and soak my piss up
for a bit.  And I don't want to hear any showering either!"  He opened the
bathroom door and walked out to the living room, leaving me behind, covered
in his piss.  I couldn't believe the levels I had dropped to.  Surprisingly,
as I looked down I noticed that I had an enormous erection.  Wayne was
right, through all of the humiliation and disgust this had still been one of
the greatest nights of my life.



I remained in the bathtub for hours.  Wayne came in a few more times and
doused me with his steaming hot piss.  I actually began to enjoy it because
it allowed my freezing body a few seconds of warmth.

Just when I was ready for his next visit, the bathroom door opened and I was
surprised to see Jeff enter.

"Holy shit!  Look at you!"  Jeff said.

I smiled, "Yeah, you leave me alone with him and look what happened."

"Damn, Wayne told me about it...but I had to see it with my own eyes.  Mitch I
just can't fucking believe you do this."

I smiled.  "Sometimes I can't either.  How was your night?"

Jeff smiled back.  "Good.  Good."  He looked at me to see if I would ask
about Laura.

"Did you...?"

He nodded.  "Oh yeah.  She fucked my brains out.  In fact, I may be too sore
to even work anything out with you for a day or two."

I took in what he said and realized that now I was competing with my
ex-girlfriend for the sexual servitude of my best friend.

"She may even suck a better dick than you Mitch."  Jeff stepped closer and
unzipped his pants.  He removed his cock and turned towards me.  "Don't
worry though, you're not quite out of a job yet."

I was puzzled by this.  "What?" I asked.

Jeff made the same smile he'd made the first time I'd gone down on him.
"Wayne said you loved this so I thought I'd give you a second helping."

It then dawned on me what was going to happen.  "Well Jeff, we're friends.
It was different with Wayne, besides I --"

Jeff paid no attention.  He held me in place and began covering me with his
piss.  All he said was "Stop me if you want."  His spray was incredibly long
and doubly hot even for the sizable man that he was.

I could tell as Jeff unleashed on me that he loved every minute of my
degradation and although I futilely held up a hand, I let him finish.
As soon as he left the bathroom I began to masturbate.  My cock was so hard
that I just couldn't help myself.  I began stroking it and a few seconds
later had the most intense orgasm that I'd ever had in my life.  It was an
orgasm that no amount of women or pussy could give me.  I achieved this
feeling from betting-it-all.


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