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Poker Night - Part 2
Part 1 here.
The mood in the room had become electric, but everyone appeared outwardly peaceful. Was this how every poker game at Taylor’s house ended? Or was tonight simply a perfect storm of testosterone?
The chips now sat uselessly against the edges of the table as Taylor dealt out a brand-new hand. I picked up my hand and had a below average pair, but at least it was something. I had been so excited at the the thought of seeing these gorgeous men naked that I hadn’t considered the possibility of me showing it all. I was at a weird crossroads with my body. I had recently lost a good bit of weight after finally committing to the campus gym, but I was still self-conscious about my body. Outside of the usual guys in the locker room, no one had seen me naked since the weight impairment. Some days I looked at the mirror and saw a strong man and at other angles, I still saw the pudgy freshman I’d been a few years ago.
Surrounding me were three men who all seemed aware of their bodies. Taylor and Greg were so distinguished- their faces just commanded attenti
Poker Night
Earlier this summer, I got invited on a bachelor party weekend to Las Vegas to gamble and ogle cheap strippers. Since everyone was straight except for me, I just decided to gamble the whole time. I started on the cheap quarter slots, but once I won a hundred dollar jackpot, I decided to reside it up. Well, at least as much as I could on $ I headed over to the nearest poker table, and over cheap bets, I slowly learned how to play. And I got addicted.
And that is how I got to where I am now, standing in front of a stranger’s property. I started playing poker with friends on campus, but those games were in crowded dorm rooms that rank of stale beer. So, I started looking online to come across better digs. Apparently, some people just advertise poker games in their houses, and one guy, Taylor Higgins, lives near campus. He used to leave here a few decades ago, and he hosts a game every week. I friended him, and he sent me his address. I looked down at my phone to make sure I had the right house, and I rang the door bell. A few tense seconds later, and who I assumed to be Tayl
Strip Poker
On Friday, he told me he was having a few friends over to play poker Saturday night. He wouldn't give me more details.
Saturday around , he told me the guys would arrive at He told me to go upstairs and take my time showering and getting ready for the evening. He told me to come back downstairs naked when I was done.
Knowing I was about to participate in something interesting, I prepared and took a very long, sizzling shower. I became erect several times just thinking about what might be in store for me.
About , I walked downstairs naked and fresh. He had set up the dining room table for a four man poker game. I didn't know whether I was going to play (I really don't enjoy poker) or be a spectator of some kind.
He was fully clothed. He walked up to me and kissed me. My cock sprang to attention and he ran his fingertips over it, causing me to flinch. He grabbed my ass and pulled me into him. I could feel his firm cock pressing against mine through his pants.
He turned and walked into the kitchen. When he returned, he had a garment in his hand. He handed it to me and I
1st Strip Poker Game
This is a true story of the first time I swallowed a load of cum.
I had just turned 18 and my neighbor, Tony, and I messed around a little bit. Tony was 3 years older than me but we were both living at home and going to college. He was in great shape with long hair and rugged, handsome features. We played around a little; mostly mutual jack offs and occasionally stroking each others hard cocks. I got to see him snap his hot, sticky load but I was never the one to produce him cum and I was hoping to modify that. It was a pretty infrequent thing, mostly a couple times we stumbled on someone's porn stash.
One hot summer night there didn't seem to be anyone around the neighborhood, so I went to see what Tony was up to. His house was quiet and dark with no cars in the driveway. I knocked twice and was about to turn and go when he answered the door. He was dressed like me in shorts and a T-shirt. He explained no one else was home and he was down in the basement watching TV and asked if I wanted to come in and play pool.
We played a couple games with Tony winning