Gay Erotic Stories

The Poker Game Sequel to "Work (and Play)" I arrived at Don’s at 6:00, just as he had instructed. I didn’t know what to expect, I’d never served as a poker waiter. I’d dressed in a white T-shirt and tight jeans and thought I looked good. I did want to make a good impression for my new boss and his friends, and after all, I was being paid to help him out. I walked in, patted Don on the back, and said "okay, what can I do?" He told me to cut up some meat and cheese and put them on a platter. As I was arranging the meat, I felt his meat against me. He said, "I’m not gonna be able to wait until everyone is gone." He reached around and unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them to the floor. "Good boy, no underwear," he commented as he shot some lotion in his hand from the kitchen counter and rubbed it on my eager pucker and then his cock. He bent me over the counter and shoved it in. "We don’t have much time, but I really need you right now" as he pumped me hard and fast. I was loving it and tightened up on his cock, heard him moan, and felt his spunk start filling my ass. "That was too fucking good and too fucking fast, but I’ll make up for it after everyone goes home tonight." I grabbed a paper towel to clean myself up, but before I could start, he said, get over here on your knees and clean me up." I licked and sucked his cock and balls clean until he told me to stop. I cleaned myself up, and headed to the bathroom to unload the cum that had just been shot in my ass. I came back to the kitchen, picked up my jeans and started to pull them on when he told me to leave them off, he had something else for me to wear and handed me a bag. I opened it to find a pair of leather shorts with slits up the sides, and a leather vest. He said, "put it on boy." I did as I was told. "Oh, you look hot, boy!" And, I felt hot. The leather fit my tight, lean body like a second skin and felt so good that my cock shot down and peeked out the leg hole. "Just what am I supposed to do tonight?" I asked. Don explained that I should bring the guys beer and snacks, and make sure they were well taken care of. "You’ll also need to take them to the back bedroom bathroom, because the one in the hall is out of order." I asked, "take them to the bathroom? He explained that they wouldn’t know were it was, and he wanted me to make sure they got everything they needed, and winked at me. We finished getting things ready just as the poker players started to arrive. Including Don, there were five of them; all in their early to mid thirties, and all real hot, butch, and buff looking guys. I eagerly handed them beer and felt their stares as I walked toward and away from them. Don had introduced me as his hired help for the evening, and told them I was 18, and was there to take care of them for the evening. A couple of the guys couldn’t keep their hands off me or my leather, kept touching my back and patting my leg or ass when no one else was looking. One guy, Jake, had ridden his motorcycle and came in wearing full leather to which I was naturally drawn. As he started to remove the jacket and chaps, I offered to hang them up for him. When everyone was there, Don announced, "let’s play poker!" They got settled, bought their chips, and started to play. I brought in a tray of fresh beer, popped the tabs for them, and started back when one of the guys next to me dropped a couple of chips, I instinctively bent down to pick them up for him and felt his hand on my ass under the table. I handed him his chips, looked into his eyes, smiled, and let my finger tips slide over his hand as I gave them back. I brought in snacks and beer, each time, subtly rubbing up against the arm or leg of another guy, just making sure I was taking care of his friends as Don had told me. One of the guys said, "hey, boy aren’t you gonna have a beer" and handed me one of the extras. Don nodded in approval and I gulped a few big swigs. Then, one of them announced that he needed to piss. Don explained the out of order toilet and that I’d show them were the other was. So, off we went to the back of the house. I turned on the light, he went in, pulled out his cock while I stood there looking at the nice man-meat hanging from the unzipped pants and the amount of piss that was shooting from it. He didn’t realize that I was still there. As he shook it off and started to put it back in his pants; "What the fuck?" he said. "What are you doing in here?" I explained that Don had wanted me to make sure they were taken care of. "In that case, why don’t you get that nice ass over here and take care of these piss drips," he whispered. I dropped to my knees in front of him and licked/sucked his soft cock into my mouth. "Damn boy, I thought you’d just use toilet paper and wipe me, but this is much better." I started to pull off and he grabbed the back of my head and said "I think there’s another drop or two for you." I knew he wanted me to suck him off and so, I started working his now rock-hard cock. He held my head and pumped me hard and in less than a minute he was shooting cum in my mouth and trying to hold back his moans of pleasure. I swallowed, cleaned him up, tucked his cock back into his pants and asked if there was anything else he needed. As we walked back to the card table, he commented on what a nice service I had provided. No sooner than had we gotten back when someone else got up and said, "where’s that toilet?" I took a quick drink of beer to wash the cum from my mouth and said, "right this way, " and I was off to the back with the second player. I was relieved that as I showed him the bathroom, he went in and shut the door before I could follow him in. So, I just waited for him to finish and walked him back to the table. More beers, snacks, and someone else had to piss. Back we went, but this time he led me in with him. He shut the door behind us and said, "I’ve wanted to get you alone ever since I got here, you’re one hot little bitch." I thanked him for the compliment and he moved close to me. "You’ve got me real hard and now I’m not gonna be able to piss," he said. I reached down and rubbed his cock and said, "guess I’ll have to relieve some of that pressure for you." With that, his hands went to my shoulders and he pushed me to my knees, opened up his pants and stuck his cock against my lips and said "take it boy!" It was probably because they knew they didn’t have much time, but I liked thinking it was because of me, anyway these guy really came fast. He shot his load and then said, "don’t move a fucking muscle," and I felt my mouth filling with his piss. I swallowed and swallowed as fast as I could, but he must have had a quart of piss built up to give me. He patted my head and walked out, leaving me to clean up myself and his piss which had spilled from my mouth onto the floor. When I got back out to the game, Jake was talking about breaking up with his girlfriend a couple of weeks earlier. He was drunk enough to be saying how tired he was of jerking himself off and how he was in need of a good hard fuck. Jake was the biggest and hottest stud of them all; tan, hard/tight muscles, just one hell of a gorgeous hunk. "Well, I guess it’s my turn to use the head," he announced. "Come on, I’ll show you where it is," I told him. As we walked back, he put his hand on my shoulder to steady himself. We got into the bathroom together, I closed the door behind us and said, "do you need any help?" He turned, looked at me kind of surprised by my being there, smiled, and said, "that would be nice." I stood behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist, and unbuttoned his 501s like they were my own, and reached in and gentle pulled out his cock. I pulled and pulled, cock just kept coming out. Not only was he gorgeous, his cock was gorgeous too. I aimed the soft 10 inches at the toilet and he let loose. I felt like a fireman holding a fire hose as the giant force of steaming piss shot into the toilet. "This is fucking nice," he said. I told him it was my job to make sure he was taken care of. "If you really want to take care of me, you’ll let me fuck you." He didn’t have to say it twice. I opened the cabinet above the sink, pulled out some Vaseline, dropped my shorts, bent my ass in his direction and said, "it’s all yours." He lubed, shoved it in, and pumped me while I braced myself against the vanity. I really had to concentrate on not crying out as he abused my boy-pussy with his monster. He just kept pumping and grinding, and telling me how good it felt to be buried in me. Then, there was a knock at the door, he stopped in mid-stroke. Fortunately, it was Don asking if everything was okay. Jake assured him that everything was great, and that he’d be back at the table soon. The excitement of almost being caught must have been a turn on, because with just a few more deep thrusts, he shot his spunk deep in my bowels. He held me tight against him until his cock had stopped throbbing and began to shrink. Again, he told me how good it was, grabbed a towel and wiped himself up and said he’d better get back out to the game before someone else came looking. I hated to loose it, but I had to sit on the toilet and blow Jake’s cum before I left the bathroom. Otherwise, I knew it would be running down my leg. When I got back to the card table the guy who I hadn’t gotten off said, "where you been boy, I need a beer and some pretzels." I wanted to flip him off, but smiled, and got him what he needed. None of them talked about what had gone on the back bathroom. But, every time I walked in, they’d give me a wink, or a hidden pat on the leg or ass. The game went on for another hour and I’d check in with them every so often. Finally, it was over. The guys started packing up and Don pulled me to the side, leaned into me and whispered, "okay, who has the best cock?" I told him it had to be Jake. Three of the guys left, being sure to pat my ass, ask if I needed a ride home (wink), they also slipped $10 and $20 bills in my pockets, and thank me for being so attentive to their needs. Jake had been slowly trying to get his chaps and bikers jacket on when Don walked up to him and said, "you’re too drunk to drive, you’re staying here tonight." He looked at me, I winked back, and he agreed. Don told Jake to come with him while "the boy" was cleaning up. Jake grabbed all his stuff and headed to the back with Don. I was just about done picking up and putting away when I heard them coming down the hall. Don stopped and took the "out of order" sign off the bathroom door and said, " it was never really out of order," they laughed and slapped each other on the back. I turned to see what was so funny and there they stood; both dressed head to toe in black leather, with a beer in one hand, and Don held a whip, Jake held his 15 inch "beauty" in the other. "We’ve got big plans for you tonight, boy." "Get over here!" "We’re going to the basement to train you to be our bitch!" I led the way and from behind me I could hear them whispering about what they were going to do, and saying things like, "that bitch has one fine ass." The next three hours where filled with excitement, pain, and ecstasy. I was whipped, face and ass fucked, I drank their piss and had a beer-piss enema, and was called a whore, cocksucker, slut, a bitch, etc.. At one point I was on my hands and knees cleaning Don’s cock after he’d fucked me, and without warning, Jake shove all 15 inches in me in one long, hard, thrust. In pain, I bit down on Don’s cock. He slapped my head, "You fucking slut! The bitch just bit me." "Pull out Jake, this bitch needs to be whipped." Don stood, I was still on my hands and knees, he pulled my head between his legs and clamped his legs tight around it. Jake handed him the whip, sat back and watched as Don flogged my ass. Jake shouted words of encouragement, "teach that bitch a lesson! Yeah, beat that cock sucking whore!" I tried to sit to get away from the pain, but that just made Don whip me harder after he’d pulled my ass back up. "The bitch needs to know who’s in charge and that he never bites his master’s cock" he said as the last few cracks fell against my ass. The flogging was over, I was sore and Don told Jake to mount me again while he still held my head between his legs. As Jake buried himself, he leaned into Don’s cock and took it in his mouth. He was fucking my ass and sucking Don’s cock at the same time. All three of us were moaning and crying out in pleasure. These guys were hot and they really knew how to turn a boy into a bitch. They finished and decided they couldn’t go anymore and that we should all turn in for the night. We took a quick shower together and climbed into Don’s king sized bed. I laid in the middle and the thought of them on either side of me made me hard. Jake looked down, saw my boner, and said, "looks like you’re ready for some more, bitch." I replied, "I’m ready anytime you are!." With that he pulled my head down to his cock. Don positioned himself behind me, and we slowly and gently sucked and fucked ourselves to sleep. By R. U. Ready ready_anytimeur@yahoo.com