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Subject: STORY: High-Stakes Poker - Part I
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Hi all. This is the second story I wrote over break. It has practically
no plot and instead has a lot of sex. Hope you enjoy it.
This story contains consensual sex between two adult males involving
bdsm. If you don't like this kind of stuff, press "n" or don't read it, or
put me in your kill file, or whatever else you may do to get rid of
objectionable materials. If this is something you like, enjoy.
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High-Stakes Poker - Part I
Kevin moved into his new apartment building only recently when his
neighbor asked him over for a game of poker. Kevin, eager to get to know
his rather bohemian neighbors, agreed and went over at the appointed time.
There was a mixed crowed of two weomen and three guys, including Kev. The
gam was to be a combination of strip poker and regular poker. Each player
got a certain amount of chips at the beginning of the game. Once they ran
out of chips they could use articles of clothing. If they ran out of
clothes they could offer themselves for the weekend as a call and a raise
on any bet. They all agreed and play ensued.
At first Kevin played well, but after a few beers he began to lose hand
after hand. First he offered his shoes and then his socks on a losing bet.
When he lost his short the two women and one guy, Matthew from upstairs,
were visibly interested. Ken was about five-eight with a trim build but
large hard muscles and a flat stomach. He had Asian good looks and dark
skin. Mat and the women were very appreciative of Kev's physique. Then on
one big betting round Kevin bet his jeans and his underwear and Mat raised
again. Kevin was the only one left in and so he decided to offer himself
as a call.
"Alright, I bet myself, but how much can I raise?"
"For you as a slave... I'll let you raise me all my chips," Mat
replied.
"Okay. My person for the weekend, starting tonight, against your chips.
What've you got?" Kevin asked, showing his four eights. He was sure he
would win.
"Looks like I've got myself a slave for the weekend," Mat replied as he
showed his four tens. "Come here, Slave Kevvy."
"Ken got up and walked over to his new Master. It was only ten on
Friday night and he was now this man's slave until eight Monday morning.
Mat walked behind Kevin and put his hands on the boy's shoulders. He slid
them down the muscular limbs and brought Kevin's wrists together behind his
back. From a pocket Mat got out a pair of cuffs and bound his slave's
wrists together. He walked around and cupped on of Kevin's large pevs and
begn massaging and pulling at the nipple. Kevin hadn't realized just what
kind of slave he was to be until that moment. He remembered the clause in
their agreement saying that a slave would be required to do anything,
including sexual acts, by their master. When he'd agreed he had thought
only of the women.
"If I could buy back the rest of Kevin's clothing I would be grateful.
He won't need them until Monday, but he should have them." Mat bought
Kevin's clothes back and quit the game to go up to his room and enjoy his
acquisition. He ran a finger tip down Kevin's chest and along the faint
lines of the Asian's lightly cut stomach. They walked up to Mat's place,
looking a little odd. Once there Mat turned to Kevin and said, "I know you
agreed when you began to play that you would do anything your master asked
if you lost. But I realize that you never anticipated this, so if you want
out I won't use you as a sex slave, though I do want you. Before you
answer let me tell you that I plan on heavy bondage, some S&M and lots of
sex, all safe. Will you be my slave?" The entire time Mat was saying this
he had been massaging Kevin's arms and shoulders.
At first Kevin was going to ask to leave, but then curiosity and
something else took over. "Alright Master, I'll be your slave."
"Good." Mat pulled Kevin close and kissed him on the mouth. His hands
roamed freely over arm and back, feeling Kev's tight musculature. He
grabbed his slave by the crotch and led him into the bedroom. There, in
the center of the room on a platform, was a four poster bed covered in
leather. Mat uncuffed Kevin's hands and had him kneel at one end of the
bed. His hands were chained above his head to two posts and his kness to
them where they rested, at mattress level. Chains also bound his ankles to
the sides of the bed. The twenty-two year old was stretched taut, and
looking good, especially the way his stomach just seemed to glide into his
jeans. Mat stood there in front of Kevin, rubbin his hands on the boy's
groin through his jeans. He leaned forward and kissed his writhing slave
full on the lips, sliding his tongue deep into Kevin' mouth.
Mat stepped back and walked to a table behind the bed. Kevin tried to
look over his shoulder at his Master but was unable to do so. He returned
with a leather mask with a nose hole, ear holes, and a removable mouth
patch with ball gag, but no eye holes. "Open your mouth, Slave Kevin, so
that I can put this on you for now." Kevin complied, and found his mouth
filled with the gag. Kev felt the mask being zipped closed and then heard
the click of a lock at its base. Mat had locked it closed. Now he
couldn't see or speak, and his mask was locked into place. He was so
excited by his new state of helplessness.
For a few minutes Kevin just waited as Mat did nothing to him. He
nearly jumpred when he felt Mat's tongue on his stomach. Mat licked around
the waist of Kev's jeans and then began to make his way up. Kevin's
stomach quiverd from the unfamiliar attention. Mat reached around and
grabbed hold of his slave's back, pulling him closer. Kevin flexed his
stomach, bringing his muscles into sharp relief. Mat's tongue slid up the
central channel of Kev's tummy. He dove his tongue into the Asian's belly
button, eating that hole out. He tried to bite on the felsh, his teeth
scrapping along the taut muscle unable to grab onto anything.
His tongue reached the boy's nipples and danced around them in circles.
Finger pulled at the nipples rolling them and pinching on one as the other
was licked as sucked. His hands flattened out and kneaded the boy's
stretched pectorals. The muscle danced in his hands as Kev flexed for his
master. His nipples were bitten and pinched some more. Once they were
good and hard Mat produced two nipple clips with small weights dangling
from them on chains. Kevin's entire body flexed from the pain of the clips
going onto his pointy flesh. He had never been in a scene before and he
was finding himself definitely aroused. Mat looked down appreciatively at
the bulge in his slave's jeans. He flicked at the weights with one finger,
sending them swinging. Kev inhaled, his chest and arms flexing from the
pain. Mat licked at the exposed part of the nipple again. His hands
rubbed up and down his slave's sides feeling Kevin's hard lats.
Mat kissed Kevin's chest some more, his tongue licking along the hard
flat muscles stretched by their position. Even spread eage his pecs were
impressive. Mat's tongue traced up the groove between the Asian hunk's
squared off pectorals to his still exposed neck. Mat grabbed a handle on
the back of the mask and pulled Kevin's head back to expose more of his
neck. He began to lick and suck on the cords of muscle in that long neck.
This was a neck made for sucking on. Several hickies later he moved his
attentions to Kevin's bulging arms, licking and biting at the hard muscles.
Mat stepped back and went to his table again. He returned with a camera
and proceeded to take pictures of Kevin from every angle, asking Kevin to
flex some muscles and then others in simulated struggle. The thought of
being in porno shots excited Kevin even more, but he was relieved by the
anonimity of his mask. He put the camera away and took his own shirt and
shoes off. Then Mat climbed on the bed and stood, on his knees like his
slave, behind Kevin. Pressing his groin into Kev's ass, he kissed the boy
on the shoulder. His hands ran lightly up and down his slave's stomach,
reveling in its firmness. One hand glided up, over a pec to grab onto an
arm, kneading the muscular bicep. The other slid down to waist level
stroking Kevin's stomach muscles, fingers dashing beneath the waist line of
his jeans. All the while Mat kept kissing on shoulders, neck and arm.
Kevin was more excited then he'd ever been. He felt Mat's hard groin
pressing up against his ass and he was surprised to find himself wanting to
be fucked. If his gag were out he would have been begging to be fucked.
These were new feelings and sensations and he was loving them. Mat's hand
had been reaching further and further into his slave's jeans with each
stroke and finally he grabbed Kevin's cock. Kev tensed suddenly. This was
the first time another man had grabbed him like that in passion. Mat just
fondled him, not stroking regularly.
Mat stepped off the bed and undid the chains on his slave's knees and
ankles. He walked around in front and unbuttoned Kevin's jeans. He slid
them off completely to reveal Kev bulging inside his tight, black briefs.
He reattached the chains at the Asian's knees so that he could take a
second set of pictures, this time with Ken only in briefs. Momentarily he
took the chains off, but only to slide the briefs off. Soon, Kevin's
ankles and knees were bound firmly to the bed once again.
Kevin couldn't believe he was tied up there, totally naked and at this
man's mercy. Mat went and got a leather cock ring, and snapped it around
Kevin's cock and balls. Kev had never had one on before and found the
constriction around his dick's base very stimulating. Attached to the ring
were three leather straps, two that went around either side of his waist
and one that went between his legs and then back up, all three of them
being fastened by a locking buckle in the back. Mat attached the ones
around his slave's wasit together, adjusting them so that they fit tightly.
Before he put the other strap in place he had a surprise for the bound
hunk.
Mat went over to his table and came back with a huge, ten inch long,
penis-shaped vibrator and a tube of lubricant. He squeezed some onto his
finger and began rubbing it around Kevin's asshole. The Asian jumped when
Mat's finger went inside and began lubbing his interior. Round and round
the finger went, dilating Kev's butthole. Mat removed his hand and then
put it back, two fingers now rubbing inside. Kev's erection was sticking
straight out now, he was so excited by his finger fucking. Finally Mat was
satisfied with the dilation and he brought the vibrator tip to his slave's
hole. Slowly he inserted the massive tip. Kevin inhaled and tensed as he
felt the huge obect entering his ass. With patience Mat moved it further
and further into his slave, waiting for the boy to relax. Kevin felt it
filling his interior. He couldn't believe it wasn't stopping and he wasn't
sure if he could hold anymore in him.
Finally Mat shoved the entire monster up Kevin's ass. He couldn't wait
to be the one filling that canal. With one hand he held it in place, with
the other he pulled the strap through the steady it. Before he locked the
strap in place Mat turned the vibrator on. Nother had prepared Kevin for
that sensation. the feeling of the massive object shivering up against his
prostate was almost enough to bring him to orgasm. It felt so good. Mat
watched his slave writhe in ecstasy. The boy's muscles flexed as he
gyrated. Mat reached over and grabbed Kevin's ass, kneading his slave's
tight bubble butt.
Kevin's dick was sticking straight out and yearning for release. Mat
looked at it, licked his lips but reminded himself that it was for later.
He walked over to his table and got out a large wooden padde. He swung it
and his his slave hard on the ass. The Asian hunk of meat flexed tight and
strained forward, away from the pain. The paddle came down again. Over
and over it slammed hard on Kevin's ass, until the bubble of muscle burned
red. With each hit the vibrator was thrust in and out, making Kevin feel
like he was being fucked. Sweat beaded all over his body and his dick
oozed pre-cum.
The pre-cum was Mat's sign. He put the paddle down and knelt before his
slave. The tip of Mat's tongue grazed Kevin's cock, licking the salty
liquid; his hands rubbing up and down the boy's muscular legs. Kevin
shivered at the feeling of another man licking along his cock, from tip to
base. Mat's tongue next licked up the Asian's tight inner thigh as his
hands roamed down to the boy's calves, feeling the muscle. Kevin's head
rolled back in pleasure. He licked up along his thigh, around his groin to
his stomach, arousing him further but not stimulating him enough.
He kissed the tip of the cock again, lightly; his tongue flickering
around the pisshole. Kevin thrust his crotch forward, as much as his bonds
allowed, trying to get the sucking he so desired. Finally he was obliged
when Mat grabbed his slave's ass and took the hunk's cock into his mouth.
Slowly Mat's lips worked up and downt he prick, tightening as they were
removed and loosening as they moved back towards Kev's tufted pubic hair.
Slowly at first this pattern began, with Mat's tongue rolling over and
under the cock, lubrication the action and stimulating as it went. Kevin's
hips joined in on the action. Mat's hands squeezed appreciatively as Kev's
ass flexed beneatht hem.
Sensing that Kevin was close to orgasm, Mat removed his mouth from the
cock. His lips danced down the shaft, kissing it, and his tongue licked
sweaty balls afterwards, but he did not engulg it. A groan escaped the
gag. Kevin wanted those lips returned. He had never experienced such a
thing before and he didn't wish to lose the sensation now. But Mat knew
what he was doing. Slowly one had worked the cock, keeping it erect as his
lips worshiped the flesh nearby. Mat's free hand roamed wildly, finally
squeezing Kevin's tortured pecs and flicking at the nipple clips sent
dancing by his ministrations.
Finally, deciding that his slave had waited long enough, he took him in
again. Once more he sucked as his tongue licked the organ. This time he
didn't stop when he heard Kev's breath quicken. This time he quickened his
pace as well, working overtime to excite his sex-pet. Soon it was too much
for Kevin and his as tenses as he shot his cum down Mat's happy throught.
His orgasm lasted longer than any he had ever felt or dreamed possible,
with him shooting his load five times into his Master's mouth. For his
part Mat had swallowed all of the semen and had managed to cum in his own
pants. Mat removed the belts, vibrator and cock ring, providing his slave
with some measure of relaxation, even if he was still bound with nipple
clips on his tits. Mat too was tired and so he lay down on the bed behind
Kevin, after he'd cleaned himself up. As he lay there he admired his
slave's physique and planned what would happen next. They both rested up
for the rest of the nights revelries.
THE END, for now...
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I hope you all enjoyed it and there'll be more to come for this young
slave. I'll post part 2 as soon as I write it. In the mean time, let me
know what you thought of it. Bye.
~~Ganymede~~
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| "In a now famous remark, Edward Gibbon observed
| that 'of the first fifteen emperors Claudius was
~~Ganymede~~ | the only one whose taste in love was entirely
| correct,' meaning heterosexual. 'But,' added
| W.C. Firebaugh, 'Claudius was a moron.'"
---- | --Prof. John Boswell
\ / | Yale University
\/ | "Christianity, Social Tolerance
| and Homosexuality"