Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2002 18:38:35 -0400
From: Robert Spencer <runner2k99@hotmail.com>
Subject: BETTING IT ALL - PART 1 (AUTHORITARIAN)

BETTING IT ALL PART 1

Jeff and I have been friends for years.  You could not find two guys who are
more different than we are.  Jeff is 5'9", 250 pounds, pudgy, bald and
bearded, quiet, and a big fan of sex and pornography.  He may be a fan but
he has little dating or sexual experience.  I on the other hand am 5'11",
170 pounds, with blonde hair, a motor-mouth, with little interest in porn
but big interests in dating and sex.  For the past ten years, Jeff had been
stuck listening to all of my stories about the numerous female conquests
I've gathered up from college and work.  Jeff would then usually comment
that most of his evenings were spent jerking off while watching porno tapes.
With my wit, it's easy to mock him about his lack of pussy.  He's usually
a pretty good sport about it.

Once or twice a month Jeff will visit me for the weekend.  Most of our time
is spent watching hockey, going to the movies, or dueling at video games.
This past January, Jeff was over and we decided to spend most of the snowy
day playing video games.  Now, aside from his lack of sex, Jeff is also
pathetic when it comes to video games.  I had managed to thrash him in every
game that weekend.  Trust me, they weren't even close!  What started me on
my way was the fact that Jeff is not a very good loser.  And, being a
typical guy, I had to send quite a bit of verbal mocking his way.  Sometimes
I think how differently things may have played out if I'd just shut my mouth
but...

"Ok wise guy," Jeff finally said, "Let's make a bet on who wins the next
game."

"Sure thing," I said.

Jeff continued, "Fine. The winner gets to name their prize."

We shook on it.

My mind was already thinking money.  "Good," I said laughing. "If I win I
think I'll be adding $50 to my collection".

"No problem," Jeff said.  He took a long pause and added, "But if I win, you
have to give me a blow job."

"What!"  I was shocked.  A few times in my life the thought of sucking a
guy's dick had crossed my mind but I was 100% into women!  "That seems a bit
extreme.  Pick something else."

He played it cool.  "Hey, you shook on it.  I didn't whine when you wanted
$50.  Seems to me you've got the safer end, I haven't won shit with this
crappy controller all weekend.  But if you're going to be a pussy about it."

I never back down from a challenge so I added, "Oh no you don't!  you're not
patronizing me!  Not on your life.  Fine, your wager is accepted.  Let's get
this bet going."  After all, I was riding a terrific unbeaten streak.

Either the thought of what I had waged was on my mind or else the fates must
have suddenly aligned against me, because fifteen minutes later...I LOST!

So, there we were sitting in my living room.  For the first time all-day I
was silent.  Jeff, however, had a smug grin on his face as he got up and
closed the blinds to my windows and balcony door.  As I sat on the floor, I
was so stunned that I paid little attention as Jeff pulled off his shirt and
began removing his shoes and socks.  It was the sound of his zipper that
snapped me out of my trance.  Shocked I looked over to see Jeff slowly
dropping his blue jeans around his ankles.  He had a very hairy body with a
fairly large beer belly hanging over his old and stretched-out jockey
shorts.  My eyes were caught somewhere between the large bulge in his shorts
and that permanent smile that was plastered across his lips.

"Ok," Jeff said.  "I'm ready to collect on our bet."  As he said this, Jeff
stepped out of his jeans and pointed to the ever-growing bulge in his
drawers.

Staying low to the floor, I crawled over in front of Jeff.  I was slow
anbout it because I hoped that any second Jeff was going to say, "Gotcha! I
was just kidding." The actual words that came out of his mouth were, "You'll
need to remove those on your own." Pointing to his only remaining piece of
clothing.  There were butterflies in my stomach as I kneeled in front of
Jeff.  It was alot to take in.  I never noticed how hairy and wide Jeff was
until he towered over me almost completely nude.  He bulging drawers were
only inches from my face.

"Come on Jeff, you sure you want this?"  I was trying anything to get out of
this bet.  "I mean, with all the porn you watch.  I know you're not gay.
You don't want me to suck your cock."

Jeff looked down at me and smiled.  "Mitch, gay has nothing to do with it.
I'm horny and I want my cock sucked.  Now."

I shakily reached up and began sliding his underwear off.  I only got them a
few inches down before his hard cock managed to get hooked on the strap.  I
adjusted the tension on the band and managed to get them down to his feet,
thankfully without actually having to touch his member.  The thought of his
dick being in my mouth was a little more than I could fathom.  I spent a
long time looking down at the carpet and Jeff's feet.  Unfortunately, Jeff
didn't feel like backing out.  When I looked forward, I was only inches from
a thick bushel of dark pubic hair that was surrounding Jeff's enormous
girth.  It was rock solid and pointing due north about 8 inches.  Like Jeff,
it was fat!  The head was pink and widening with each passing second.
Underneath his cock were two monster balls hanging low.

Long moments of silence passed.  "Well," Jeff said.  "You're not going to
back out are you?"

"No," I said quietly.

"Good."  Jeff's cock gave a couple eager twitches as he purposely tensed his
muscles.  It made him laugh as I jumped a bit back.

Nervously I said, "But I've never given a blow job before."

"I know," Jeff said.  "I've had to listen to you brag about all the girls
who've sucked your dick these past ten years.  Over and over, that's all I'd
hear.  It pissed me off because the only action I was getting was when I
jacked off.  Well, this is my chance to shut you up, because my cock's going
to be crammed in your mouth."  He reached down with one hand and pointed his
dick towards my mouth.  "You're probably nervous so I'll help you out."

With that, Jeff placed his other hand on the back of my head and directed me
towards the tip of his fat cock.  As I closed in I decided to simply accept
my fate and open my mouth.  I was amazed at how hot his rod was as it slid
into my mouth.  It was dry and tasted strange, but my mouth quickly added
some natural moisture to the shaft.

I slowly began moving my head forward and back.  It slid a little deeper
with each motion.  With my eyes closed I could picture the tip of Jeff's
dick sliding further and further down my throat.  Jeff let go of the back of
my head and instructed me to continue bobbing with the same rhythm.

A few minutes passed and I could feel his rigid shaft now slick with my
spit.  The nervous tension was leaving me.  I heard a moan and realized for
the first time that Jeff was enjoying my work.  I decided to open my eyes.
I looked up and met his eyes.  As Jeff stared down into my eyes he told me,
"This is the first blow job I've ever gotten.  I love the look of my cock in
your mouth!"  This really made me feel good.  I suddenly decided to put a
little more effort into my work.  Our eyes remained locked as I began
slurping on what I began to think of as a luscious tool.

I pulled his shaft from my mouth and began pumping it hard with my hand.  As
I did this I leaned lower and began savagely licking at Jeff's huge nuts.  I
loved the feel of his balls as they rolled around on my tongue.  His smell
was deep and musky.  I tried to breathe in as much of it as I could.
Meanwhile, my hand continued pumping on his long hard length.

Jeff was rocking forward harder with my motions.  His belly occasionally
slapping into me.  "Mitch, get it back in your mouth."

I released his rod and welcomed it back into my mouth.  As I sucked, Jeff
picked up his thrusting.  He motioned my hands up into his thick chest hair
and I massaged him as he pumped.  The only thing that mattered to me at that
moment was servicing Jeff.  It was an incredible feeling to have the daily
weight and stress gone and to simply pleasure my friend.

"Oh god!" Jeff shouted.

I removed him from my mouth and tugged on his shaft.  "Feel like you're
going to cum?" I asked.

"Yes," Jeff managed as sweat poured from his bald head.  "And I haven't
jerked off in weeks, so if you don't put my cock back in your mouth I may
shoot out your eye!"

That was all I needed.  I released his cock and immediately jammed it deep
into my throat.  I began sucking furiously as my hands massaged his
wonderful sack.  Jeff placed his hands on the sides of my head and began
face-fucking me with renewed vigor.  He was powerful!

A few moments later his balls tightened and Jeff's hips gave a shudder
forward.  The next thing I knew a blast of hot juice squirted from the tip
of his dick.  A second and third shot followed and my mouth was filling up
fast.  Reflexively I moved to pull back but Jeff thrust both hands on the
back of my head and moved his pole deeper into my mouth.
"I want you to swallow it!" He groaned.

I was not in a position to make any decisions.  All I could do was take in
all of the juice that Jeff sent my way.  The sounds of my slurping must have
really turned him on because he cock delivered more than I'd ever been
capable of in all of my years of fucking.

"That's right Mitch!  Keep sucking every last drop right out of my cock!"  I
did as I was told.  My face was buried against his hefty belly.  As I
continued to feel his tool shoot into me, I moved my hands to his ass and
began squeezing tight.  "Oh yeah!"  Jeff shouted.  "Keep sucking!"  He has
breathing like a marathon runner!  His fingers tightening in my hair.  I
sucked on his cock pulling drops of cum from deep inside of him.  The
feeling was incredible!

Jeff held my head fast on his cock.  I could feel his slick tool slowly
softening on my tongue.  After another minute, Jeff let me go and slid his
cock from me.  He took a few steps backwards and collapsed onto my couch.
His breathing was finally calming down and I could see sweat glistening all
over his body.  As I got up and moved over to a chair, Jeff reached over to
the coffee table and lit up one of his cigars.

"Hey not in here," I said. "You know I hate the smell of those in my
apartment."

"I know, but things are going to be a little different around here now,"
Jeff said taking a few healthy puffs.

"What's that mean?"

Jeff smiled.  "Well for starters, I'm calling the shots!"

"What's that mean?"

"Any time you get the urge to brag about getting laid or feel the desire to
put me down in front of the guys, just remember that you sucked my cock.  It
was a fair bet and I can tell anyone I want."

I was shocked!  This was not what I needed the other guys to know.

"Don't worry though, I won't."  He leaned back and blew out a long breath of
smoke.  "But when I come over, I get to smoke in your apartment.  And maybe
it'd be nice to have you wait on me too."

"And..."

Jeff looked at me with the cigar wedged around the most devilish smile I
have ever seen.  "Come on Mitch, it doesn't take a genius to figure this
out.  Any time I want, you're going to be sucking on my cock."

"Wait a minute.  I thought this was a one time bet?"

The smile remained.  "Well it was.  But damn, you suck a great dick!  I'd be
stupid not to keep this going.  Besides, I don't have to worry about going
out and getting a girlfriend anytime soon.  Plus, I won't feel like a loser
the next time you brag to me.  You can go and get all the pussy you want, go
have your dick sucked by as many girls as you can."

I was torn as Jeff continued his plan, with one bet I had awoken a
greedy-nympho who was going to fullfil his sexual desires with me as his
slave.

"So remember, when we hang out you're the one who's going to be on his knees
worshipping my cock!"  Jeff looked triumphantly towards the ceiling and
rolled the cigar around in his mouth savoring the taste.  His free hand
reached down and adjusted his slimy and spent tool.  "Like now for example."

"Now?  But I just sucked you off a few minutes ago."

The wicked selfish smile said it all.  "Oh I know you did.  But I've got
some catching up to do.  I've never had all that action you did.  So now you
can show me what I've been missing all these years.  Crawl over here and
take care of me for a few while more."

Yes, I thought, it sure looked like things were going to be different.  I
crawled over and Jeff directed my mouth back to his slimey shaft.  At his
direction I began licking and swallowing the remnants of his earlier load.
And no matter what I thought it all worked out to the same conclusion, some
part of me wanted to be in this position...to service my friend.

With one hand on the back of my head and the other holding his cigar, Jeff
moaned with power and delight as I continued sucking his cock.

CONTINUED IN  >>>  BETTING IT ALL PART 2 - COCK WORSHIP!

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