Date: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 16:52:18 -0400 From: Daniel1989a . Subject: Poker Boy Poker Boy I had always loved playing cards, mainly because I was very lucky and almost always won. As a young child I played mainly hearts, spades and rummy with friends and relatives, but the year I turned 13 I discovered online poker and a few days later I was hooked. I only played on the free sites and within a couple months had built up quite a reputation as an excellant player. As I started getting more and more hooked I started playing my friends during school breaks, lunch and after school, as well as at sleepovers. I learned quickly how to read their faces that told me if they had a good or bad hand, and soon after I was winning almost every hand, not to mention alot of their money as well. One weekend, after I had turned 14 I had 3 of my friends sleeping over and after a few hours of poker I had won all their money. Two of my friends took it well, but one of my friends, Dan, was not happy at all, so when we were alone he challeneged me to a re-match the next day after my two other friends left. The next morning after they left I asked Dan, "You don't have any more money Dan, what are we going to play for?" He looked at me seriously and said, "Come on Nick, just give me a break will ya, that's all my money, I'll be in big trouble if my parents find out I lost it." I had always liked Dan, for many reasons, the main one being he was very cute, but from what I had seen at school, he was also very straight. I had known I was gay for a couple years and had to admit that I thought about Dan almost everytime I jerked off, but knowing how straight he was, I knew nothing would ever happen. I also knew I should have left it at that, but for some reason knowing he was straight, made me want him even more, and the longer i wanted him and was unable to have him, the more I thought about humiliating him. Then he suprised me by taking off his very expensive watch and saying, "I'll put this up against all the money you won off of us last night." His watch was worth a lot more than the money I had won, but deep down I wanted to win it, my greed had been building ever since I started playing poker and now for the first time I had the chance to win something of real value, so I told him, "Okay, if you're sure dan, let's play." We sat down, the cards were dealt and when I looked I had a very srong hand, two kings and after searching Dan's face I could see that he did not but I could also see that he was getting ready to say something. "Any problem with raising the stakes Nick?" He was trying to bluff me, I couldn't believe it so I said, "What do you mean raise them, you don't have anything to bet." "C'mon Dan, cut me a break, I'll owe you okay?" We had discussed this already the previous night, all bets had to be on the table, no I.O.U's were alllowed, so I reminded him of the rules and watched his face as he thought hard about what to do. I knew he was desperate to get his money back and I was enjoying his desperation. Finally he asked, "Can't you give me a break, just this one time?" As I was looking at him, I was reminded by the expensive hooded sweatshirt and clothes he was wearing, how rich his family was and how poor mine was, so I suggested, "Okay Dan, I'll put double the money I won off you guys last night in the pot and you can bet your hoodie." I saw him smile, and knew he was thinking he didn't care if he lost it, his parents would just buy him another, then he pulled it up and off and added it to the pot. The next three cards were then turned up, a king, giving me three of a kind, and the 2 and 6 of spades. I saw Dan's face and knew he had been hoping for other cards, but I could also see that he was not terribly let down, leading me to think he had two spades in his hand and was hoping for a flush. I wonderd what he was going to do, then smiled when he said, "Want to raise the stakes again?" Something deep inside of me wanted to win eerything he had, so I said, "Up to you Dan." I saw him thinking, trying to figure the odds, then he smiled and said, "These are almost $200 jeans, you put up the cash and I'll put up my jeans." My heart was starting to pound in my chest at the thought of him taking his pants off, and my chance to finally own a pair of good jeans, but I remained calm on the outside and nodded my head. I watched as he stood and undid them, then pulled them down and off and put them in the pot, I got up and grabbed the cash from my hiding spot and added it to the pot. When I sat back down opposite from him, I tried hard not to stare as he sat there now wearing just underwear, socks and a t-shirt. The next card was turned up, the 9 of spades and I saw right away that Dan's eyes lit up and now knew he had hit the flush, but my hand was still strong, a 2,6 or 9 would give me a full house and another king would give me four of a kind so I was ready when he suggested, "Raise the stakes again Nick?" I put on my best anxious face, even though I was quite calm and asked, "You don't really have much left to bet Dan." He looked down at himself and then said, "This t-shirt is almost brand new and cost over $50, I'll put that up, you put up the cash." It was a nice t-shirt, nicer than any that I owned, but I was determined to take him for everything so I said, "T-shirt and your socks too, I'll put $75 cash." His smile told me he was again thinking he would just get his parents to buy him new ones, so I watched as he pulled his socks off and dumped them in the pile and then pulled his t-shirt up and off and added it to the pot. I stood and got the cash from my hiding spot, then since I was behind him I openly stared at his naked back, loving how smooth and firm his skin looked, then I sat and dumped the cash in the pot. I took a quick look at his naked torso and almost went erect, I had never seen him with his shirt off before and he was a sight to see. Nicely toned and defined and sitting right in front of me wearing just expensive briefs, his cock outline finally did it and I felt my own cock harden. I covered it with one hand and then turned up the last card, the king of spades. I saw right away that this made Dan's flush higher but it also gave me four of a kind, there was no way he could win and that made my heart start to pound. Without thinking Dan blurted out, "Raise the stakes again?" The thought of him betting his underwear made me clear my throat, then I calmed myself enough to ask, "Raise with what Dan?" He looked down at his almost naked body, then smiled and said, "My shoes, they're downstairs." Dan's shoes were the only thing he wore that were not kept in perfect order, they were old and worn and a size too big for me, so I said, "Not really fair Dan, they're old and raggy and they wouldn't even fit me." He looked discouraged, then picked up and said, "Okay, my shoes and my underwear, my briefs were expensive." I almost felt like I was going to pass out, but I also felt something else, a deep need to humiliate Dan a bit, and knowing my two older sisters were home I said, "Okay deal, go get your shoes, I'll put up cash." He looked at his underwear and asked, "Can I get them after the hand is over?" "You know the rules Dan, all bets on the table." He slowly stood up and walked out of my room, then down the stairs quickly and then I heard him pounding back up the stiars, shoes in hand. Damn I thought, my sisters had missed it. He dumped his shoes into the pot, then sat down, gave me a quick glance and then awkwardly maneuvered his briefs down and off and dumped them in the pot. He quickly covered himself, not allowing me even a brief glance at his cock and balls. I put the cash in and said, "Okay, call." His smile was huge as he turned over his cards, the ace and ten of spades, giving him an ace high flush. He then smiled wider and said, "Beat that bitch, about time you went down." I slowly turned over one, then my second card and watched his smile fade and be replaced by a look of utter shock, then a look like he was about to start crying. "I can't believe it, I was sure I had you beat." Since he had just called me bitch, I decided to give him something else to worry about, so I told him, "My parents are going to be home soon, I gotta get ready so you should be on your way home Dan." His voice raised a bit as he said, "Go home how, I don't have any clothes on." The talk went back and forth, me loving Dan's increasing worry and humiliation, then my utter triumphant feeling when I talked him into giving me a hand job in exchange for me giving him a pair of my old shorts and his shoes back to wear home. I re-lived the experience everytime I jerked off, the way I humiliated him and the way his hand had felt on my hard cock, and then when he was foolish enough to play me again, and he lost again, the way his lips had felt on my cock as he gave me my first blow job. That had happened right at the end of the school year and since I knew we were moving, I had secretly taped the whole thing on my computer so I could re-live it any time I wanted, and to humliate him even more, I had forced him to walk home wearing just his shoes and underwear. Over the summer, I turned 15 and we moved to a new city, and since I didn't know anybody I spent my time playing even more online poker, now playing on pay sites. I had accumulated quite a bit of money for my age, but I longed to play real people in person to give me a chance to humiliate them like I had to Dan. After a lot of checking and searching I finally found a poker tournament for teenagers, and although the prize was only a trophy, it would be a chance to sharpen my skills as well as meet some other people my age. I registered online, then made note of the directions, seeing it would be a very long bus ride, and estimated that it would take me at least 90 minutes to get there. I logged off and thought about what I was about to do and almost talked myself out of going, thinking it was too far, but the thought of meeting some people I could humiliate made my mind up for me. I decided I would leave the next morning as soon as my parents left for work, so to prepare, I got out enough money for bus fare, food and some extra just in case. I slept well that night and was up early the next morning for a fast shower and breakfast. I then dressed in the jeans and t-shirt and hoodie I had won from Dan, put on his watch and a necklace I had got from my grandparents. I then grabbed my gym bag and put my mp3 player, a book, a deck of cards, bottle of water and some cookies in it, then just in case I got to have a real game for moeny I grabbed most of the cash I had and jammed it into my pockets. I pulled on the expensive pair of sunglasses I had bought out of my winnings, then headed out to the bus stop. The bus arrived a few minutes later and I climbed on, paid my money and took a seat for the long ride. Most of the traffic was going in the other direction, so there were only a couple people on the bus so I put on my ear phones and turned on my mp3 player, then pulled out the deck of cards and started practicing my shuffle. After about 10 minutes the bus had stopped a few times and a few people had got on, including a man who looked to be about 70. As he approached where I was sitting, he smiled at me, almost like he knew me, so to be polite I smiled back, which caused him to smile even wider. He stared longer than usual and then I saw his mouth moving and knew he had said something, but with my music playing I hadn't heard him, so I pulled my ear phones off and asked, "I'm sorry Sir, what did you say?" "I said, it seems you were in a hurry when you left the house." He then smiled even wider and I noticed his gaze kept going to my crotch, then back up to my eyes, but had no idea what he meant, so I shrugged my shoulders to show I didn't understand. He smiled again and said, "The barn door is open." He laughed after he said that and I was starting to wonder if he might have alzheimers or some other senior disease, so to be polite I smiled and shrugged my shoulders again. He looked a bit surprised, then he said, "Kid, you're flying low." I saw his eyes go to my crotch again and suddenly it hit me, he was trying to tell me my zipper was down. I felt my face go a bit red and was about to reach down and zip up, but then the thing in my mind that needed to humliate people kicked in, and since he was now staring at my crotch I said, "Yep, just airing it out a bit." He looked at my eyes surprised, then caught himself, smiled as his face reddened a bit and at that moment I knew he wanted to see more. We were far enough towards the back of the bus and there were no other passengers close by so I smiled widely at him and at the same time I spread my legs which pulled my zipper even farther open. I had put on my tiny bikini brief underwear this morning, and now that he was openly staring at my crotch, knowing he could see that actually made my cock harden just a bit. He had been standing in the aisle this whole time and I knew the driver would say something so I was about to ask him to sit when he pointed to the seat beside me and asked, "Mind if I take a seat?" I was sitting beside the window, so I smiled even wider at him, patted the seat beside me and said, "Yes Sir, please do." My plan was to get him hot and bothered and then laugh or just get off the bus and see the humiliation on his face. He quickly sat and told me his name was Harry and as I shook his hand I told him my name was Nick. He asked me where I was going and I noticed his eyes never left my crotch as I told him I was going to the poker tournament, and when I checked, I saw a bulge forming in the front of his pants. I briefly looked at his face and saw it had reddened more and at first didn't understand his expression, but then figured he was nervous and that if this was going to go any further it was going to be up to me, so I asked, "Do you play poker?." He cleared his throat and said, "I used to, but haven't for quite sometime now" I could tell that he was loving sitting next to me, for a 15 year old I knew I was pretty good looking, dark hair, blue eyes and I could also tell that he liked how I looked. I heard him take in a loud breath of air, then he cleared his throat again and said, "How long have you been playing?." "Several years, but seriously playing for the last couple of years." After some more small talk I asked, "The tournament is pretty far, I have about 80 more minutes to kill if you would like, we could play until your stop comes." He hesitated, but then agreed and we played a few hands just for fun, me letting him win, then I suggested, "You ever play for money?" He hesitated again, but then agreed and we started playing for real. It only took me about 7 hands to win all his cash and he looked at me and said, "I think I just got hustled." By this time we were the only passengers on the bus and I put on my innocent face and said, "I think I just got lucky Sir." The whole time we had been playing his eyes had kept staring at my open zipper so I casually spread my legs a bit more, opening the zipper more, saw his face flush red, then he cleared his throat as he asked, "Any problem with upping the stakes?" "You sure? You have anything left to bet with?" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold watch on a chain and even I could tell it was very old and worth a lot of money, more money than I had ever seen before. As he held it by the chain I stared at it, admiring it's beauty and actually found myself getting excited at the thought of owning it. He then said, "I have this, but it's worth a lot more than the money you won off of me." I had to have it, not just to own it but to humiiate this man so I pulled all my money out, but when he told me the value of his watch it was still a lot more than I had so I pulled off the watch I had won from Dan. He looked at it for a long time, longer than normal and told me, "Nice watch, but mine is still worth a lot more than all of this." I finally offered my mp3 player, sunglasses and even my return bus ticket, pretty much everything I had and he finally agreed. The biggest hand of my life was dealt and I was amazed that I got two aces as my whole cards, pocket rokets, the best starting hand you can get. My confidence made me want to taunt him, but I kept my poker face, wishing I had more money to bet. The next three up cards were an ace, the six of clubs and the six of spades, giving me a full house and making me seriously wish I had more money to bet. I almost laughed when he said, "Too bad, wish we could raise the stakes again." I checked his face and was sure he was trying to bluff me, I had become very good at spotting the signs, then I told him, "Me too, but everyhting I have is in the pot Sir." "Too bad boy, too bad, you sure you don't have anything else, I would love to teach you a lesson." His eyes kept darting to my zipper so to taunt him I let my right hand gently run over my crotch, then said, "Like I said Sir, everything I have is in the pot." I watched as his hand went into another pocket and pulled out a gold lighter, not as old as the watch, but very valuable and I was almost panting I wanted it so badly. He then looked at me and asked, "Your sweatshirt and those jeans look expensive, what did you pay for them?" My first thought was to tell him to go screw himself, but the way he was twirling the lighter in his fingers made me want it even more. I had won the jeans and hoodie and knew the lighter was worth a lot more than they were so I made up a value but he laughed and said, "Not enough boy, add in your shoes and socks and you have a deal." "What? No way. I'd be sitting here in just my underwear." He twirled the lighter again, the light coming in through the bus window glinting off of it, then started to put it back in his pocket. I had to have it so I pleaded, "Okay, but how about I give you the clothes if I lose?" He laughed loudly, then looked at me and said, "Boy, you've been playing long enough to know that's not how it works, all bets on the table." I looked as the lighter got closer to his pocket then called out, "Wait, let me see the lighter first." He smiled and held it open in the palm of his hand and as I picked it up, my fingertips briefly touched the palm of his hand and for a split second, it was like electricity was shooting through my entire body. Not in a painful way, quite the opposite, the sensation was so pleasing I felt my cock fully harden in my pants. I also felt my face redden a bit when I saw he was staring at me, and though I had no idea why, it felt like he knew my cock had just hardened. I pushed those thoughts out of my mind and checked the lighter, pleased when I found the gold stamp meaning it was genuine. "Well boy, you can see it's real, so is it a bet or not?" I hesitated briefly and he stafrted to put it back in his pocket making me almost call out, "Okay, okay, it's a bet." He dropped the lighter in the pile of money, then I looked around, seeing again we were the only passengers then very slowly pulled my hoodie up and off and dropped it on the pile. Harry was watching every move I made even as I bent down to undo and then pull of my shoes and socks, adding them to the growing pile. It felt very odd to be barefoot on a bus and as I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt I looked at him with pleading eyes, but he just met my gaze so I pulled it up and off and added it to the pile of clothes, money, watches and the lighter. His eyes scanned all over my naked torso as he said, "Nice boy, you must work out." Seeing how much he was enjoyong this I wondered if I could make him forget about my pants so I gently ran my hand across my chest and nipples and then regretted it for two reasons. The first was I saw the bulge growing at the front of his pants and my nipples had awalys been very sensitive and touching them had made my own cock throb a bit more. He kept staring at me, waiting and I knew he was not going to be fooled so I undid the button, then the zipper and awkwardly pulled my jeans down and then off and added them to the pile. I was now just wearing a very tight pair of red bikini brief underwear and my cock was fully hard and Harry was staring and enjoying the sight. It felt very strange to be almost naked on a bus but he pulled me form my thoughts by saying, "Hey, you have a necklace, you never mentioned that." I had forgot all about it and told him that, but I was sure he didn't believe me, but the bets had been placed. The next up card was the ten of hearts, which did nothing for me and from what I could tell, did nothing for Harry's hand either, but he again asked, "Raise the stakes again boy?" I was getting tired of him calling me boy but watched as he pulled a ring I had not noticed from his finger. It was also gold, but had a diamond set into it, and even I could tell it was real and I had to have it. He looked at me, long, staring at my briefs, "My ring against your necklace boy, up to you." I hesitated, but then undid my necklace and added it to the pile as he added his ring. The last up card was the ten of spades, which gave me an even better full house and after working through the odds I was confident I had him beat. I then watched as he pulled a very old expensive cigarette case from another pocket and I had to have it, but was sure he would not bet it against my underwear, so my mouth hung open in surprise when he said, "This case against your underwear boy, up to you." I did not want to be naked in front of this old man and was about to say no, but then I thought I was already almost naked, and all I had to do was pull them off, show him my cards and then laugh while I pulled my clothes back on and pocketed all his money and other stuff. I took a deep breath and said, "You're on." He added the case to the pile, then I very awkwardly pulled my briefs down and off and threw them on the pile, while covering my cock and balls with my hands. Harry was gawking at me and I could see how excited he was getting and for some reason that was making me excited as I felt my cock pulsing under my hands. He then reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out the most beautiful case I had ever seen. It was gold and had differnt kinds of gems on the outside and when he opened it, inside were very expensive grooming pieces, a gold comb, scissors and a few other things. Again I had to have it, but now had nothing left, but Harry smiled wider and asekd, "Up for a re-raise boy?" "As you can see, I don't have anything left." He looked me up and down, then said, "Oh, but you have that very beautiful body boy, and we still have a good 30 minute bus ride left. You do what I say for those 30 minutes, anythng I say and I put up this very valuable case, up to you boy." The way he was looking at me, like I was the sexiest thing on the earth made me anxious and excited at the same time, but other than a few hand jobs and the blow job Dan had given me, I was virgin. Harry must have sensed my unease because he said, "Well boy, what's it gonna be?" "I'm not sure, I'm thinking." He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise I won't hurt you or make you do anything unsafe." I checked my cards again, searched his face for a bluff then took a deep breath and said, "Deal, you're on." I had to move one of my hands to turn my cards over which let my balls show and his eyes stared at them instantly as I laughed and flipped over my two aces and said, "Full house, aces and tens." I started to grab for my underwear, but he caught my hand, then smiled widely and said, "Not so fast boy, those belong to me now." I then watched dumbfounded as he turned over his cards, two tens, giving him four of a kind. I stared at them, my heart pounding as I realised I had just lost everyhting I had, including my clothes, as well as my final bet, which he wasted no time collecting on. "You have been in charge up to now and that is going to change right now boy." He had not raised his voice, but it had taken on a stern, in charge tone that caused me to almost jump a bit in my seat. "Put your hands on top of your head boy." Again his voice was so authoratative that I did what he said without even thinking about it. I saw him looking me up and down and then he said, "You are very beautiful, this is going to be fun." He then reached over and carefully ran a finger all over my arm pit, then slowly down my side which caused my cock to bulge even more and I let out a low moan. He then ran his finger over my nipples and even picnched them gently, then down my front to my abs, but stopping before he touched my cock. "Yes, a very nice tight body indeed, boy hand me that bag you have at your feet right now." I looked down and grabbed my gym bag and handed it to him. He opened it and then gathered all my clothes, all the money and other bets and stuffed them inside, then closed it and put it in the aisle beside his seat. I felt his hand go behind my head while his other grabbed my shoulder, then felt him turning me in my seat. He then leaned me backwards so the back of my head was on his lap, then he said, "Boy, scootch up so the soles of your feet are on your seat." I did as he said, again without pausing and found that now the entire front of my body was open to him. I could feel his erection on the back of my head and found it a very odd sensation as my face looked up and out of the bus window. With me laying down and much more exposed, he wasted no time as his hands gently and slowly ran all over my chest, then down to my abs and up my sides, causing me to moan even though I was trying not too. I was stunned that even though I was not in the least attracted to him, he was driving me crazy, his touch was making my cock bounce and throb like never before in my life. "Yes, a very fine tight body indeed boy, and nicely tanned too." His hands worked over my chest, then down to my abs and then back up again, where he rubbed and pinched my nipples. The next time his hands went just a bit lower, then back up, then down over my abs again and this time his hands almost made contact with my cock. I let out another moan as his hands worked their way up to my nipples again, pinched them harder, then slowly worked down to just barely brush across the head of my cock. His finger then gently traced down my shaft, then across my balls then up my shaft and as hard as I tried I could not help moaning again. "Yes, very nice boy, and it seems you are enjoying yourself too." The way he spoke to me was humiliating, but at the same time it was making me hornier than ever before in my life, and even though I knew all I had to do was sit up and scream to get the bus drivers attention, I didn't. His hand grasped my shaft, stroking it slowly as he said, "Yes, my little boy likes this doesn't he?" I was amazed that I was about to say yes, but he stopped me and said, "Don't speak boy, I can see your needs all over your face. Now, stand up and face the front of the bus." I was a bit nervous, but did as he said and since I am only 5'8" tall only my head and the top of my shoulders would be visible over the top of the chair in front of me. I heard him take in a deep breath, then as his fingers ran over my butt he said, "Yes, my boy has a very nice butt, very tight and firm. You're lucky we're here on a bus or I would spank this butt a deep red." Again the way he was talking to me was humiliating, I felt my face going a deep red but at the smae time I felt my cock throbbing even harder as I felt his fingers tracing around the mounds of my butt, then moaned as one finger traced right down the crack. He then grabbed each of my mounds in a hand, squeezed and said, "The firmest, most beautiful butt I have ever seen boy, and there is nothing I like more than a teen boys butt. And oh how this one deserves a spanking, yes boy, trying to tease me, then trying to hustle me out of my money, a long hard spanking indeed." As soon as he mentioned spanking again, the way he was saying it as his hands worked over my butt cheeks, my mind went back to how I had taken advantage of Dan, and although I didn't know why, the thought of this man spanking me almost made me shoot my load right there. I felt his finger run up and down the crack of my butt and then he said, "Okay, turn and face me boy." I did what he said right away and so quickly that my erection swayed back and forth dropping bits of pre cum on the floor, seat and a bit on his pants. He looked up at me and in his firm voice said, "You really are a very naughty boy." His words were driving me wild as my cock throbbed so hard I thought it was going to burst open. I watched as his hands reached down and then ran up the outside, then down the inside of each of my legs several times, then he reached out and carefully cupped my balls in his hand, causing me to moan even louder. I also noticed that the bulge in his pants was throbbing as he massaged my balls. "Beautiful smooth taut teen boy body. I could not have done better myself, you really are exquisite boy." His compliments again made me feel both excited and humiliated and there was something familiar about him using the word exquisite, but the thought left my mind as I felt his hand gently grasp my erection. He didn't move his hand at all, he just squeezed and my erection throbbed harder than ever before in my life. "A beautifully formed, very hard and uncut erection, you truly are exquisite boy." His other hand grasped my balls, then he slowly moved the hand holding my cock back until my foreskin pulled all the way back, and the swollen pre cum covered head popped out. I watched as he licked his index finger, then slowly ran it all over the very sensitive head from my piss slit to the flared back, then ran it around in circles. I felt my knees getting weak and knew I was about to cum, but he sensed this and pulled his hand away from my cock and balls and said, "Now now boy, don't you go ejaculating without permission, you'd make me very angry." I stood in front of him, my cock bouncing up and down and saw from the expression on his face that he was really enjoying my situation. After a couple minutes he again grasped my erection and this time he slowly stroked it, making sure to pull my foreskin all the way forward, then slowly all the way back again as his other hand rubbed my balls. He brought me to the edge of cumming a few times, then smiled at me and said, "I'm sorry boy, I've forgotten all about your mouth, and it's a beautiful one at that." I watched as he unzipped his pants and suddeenly knew what he wanted, and being as horny as I was, I was ready for almost anything. Not only did I want to suck him, deep down I knew I needed to. I started to bend down, but he stopped me with his hand and said, "Naughty, naughty boy, you are not in charge here. You really do need a good long spanking, but no time for that. Now, get down on your knees between my legs and show me how well you can use that beautiful mouth." The way he stopped me and made me wait until he told me what to do, aroused me so much I felt a tingling sensation go throuh my entitre body as I awkwardly knelt down. I had to shove my feet under the seat behind me, but finally after some maneuvering my head was level with his crotch. He smiled at me and said, "Good, now open my pants and get to work boy, my stop is next." I undid the button on his pants and pulled them open and saw he wasn't wearing underwear. I traced my hand over his erection through his pants and for the first time noticed how big it was, and when I finally got it free of his pants I was shocked at how huge it was. He laughed and said, "Yes, it's a big one boy, now get to work." I grasped the base in my hand, lowered my head and stuck out my tongue and gently ran it over the huge, swollen purple head. I heard him moan lowly as my tongue ran circles around the head, and deep down I wished he would cum because I didn't think I would be able to get even the head, let alone the shaft into my mouth. After a minute he said, "Okay boy, time to open wide." His firm voice drove me on and I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slowly started taking the head into my mouth. I got about half of it in, but it swelled larger so I had to pull back, making him say, "No more fooling around boy, you are making me very angry." I wet my lips as well as I could, opened wide and again slowly started taking the flared head into my mouth, but again only got about half of it in and thought I would have to pull back again, but this time he thrust his hips up which shoved the head and a couple inches of the shaft into me. I started to gag, it was so huge but he quickly said, "Breathe through your nose boy." I did as he said, and the gag reflex left, but his cock was so big I thought my mouth was going to break open as I tried to take more into me. I heard him say, "Relax your mouth muscles boy." I did what he said, and found it a bit more comfortable as I very slowly started getting more of his shaft into me, but could see I was going to have trouble going any further, he was just too big. He must of sensed what I was thinking because he said, "You can do it boy, you will be a pro cock sucker after this." His words were exciting and humiliating to me and I deeply wanted to take all of him into me, but I was unsure of how to do it. I heard him sigh, then he said, "Okay, guess I'm going to have to help you boy." He then reached out and grabbed the back of my head and pushed down while at the same time he thrust his hips up forcing his entire cock through my mouth and down my throat. I started to gag again and tried to pull back, but he held my head down firmly and said, "Breath through your nose boy, and don't try stopping until I tell you too." I did what he said and finally got my breathing under control and was amzed at how large his cock was but also how good it felt down my throat. I brought my hands up and tried to play with his balls but he quickly said, "Boy, put your hands behind your back and don't move them until I tell you." I did as he said, had to do it, needed to do it, and once they were behind me, he moved himself forward which trapped my hands behind me, between my back and the back of the seat. He then said, "Okay boy, now you become a pro, time for a good face fucking." He then used his hands on the back of my head to pull my mouth up and down, while he thrust his hips up, forcing his cock up and down my throat. I concentrated on breathing and relaxing my mouth as he picked up speed, driving his cock up and down my throat and a minute later I felt it swell even larger, then felt his first shot of cum shoot deep down my throat. I was surprised that at his age, he shot spurt after spurt of his cum deep down my throat as he continued driving his cock in and out of my throat, until finally he slowed, then stopped and said, "Good boy, you sucked me, which makes you a pro, you can now probably suck anybody." For some reason I felt pride race through my body as I looked at him, then he said, "And I have the feeling you are going to get a lot of opportunities. Now, stand up and face me boy." I did as he said, my erection standing almost straight up against my belly and when he saw that he said, "Yes, not only a lot of opportunities, but looks like you will enjoy each one." He then grasped my shaft and said, "Guess it's time to take care of this boy." He slowly stroked me, forcing my foreskin all the way back, then all the way forward again and brought me to the edge of cumming three times. I was so horny my knees were shaking a bit and I needed to cum so bad that I probably would have done anything for him. He paused, then started stroking me again and just when I was about to cum we both heard the driver announce the next stop was 2 minutes away. He stopped stroking, smiled at me and said, "Guess we better hurry boy, that's my stop." He brought me to the edge of cumming 2 more times until I was at the point where I thought I would go crazy, then he said, "Hands behind your back boy." I did as he said and I then watched as he pulled one of the laces free of one of my shoes and without a word, pushed me forward until my face was on the seat. Before I could move he quickly and securely bound my wrists behind my back, then pulled me to a standing position again. I looked at him with shock and confusion on my face, my erection bouncing up and down so hard I thought it would fall off. He smiled widely at me and said, "Looks like you are in a predicament boy, naked, erect, hands bound behind you on a bus. I want to say it's been a pleasure meeting you, but this is my stop and I really must go." I started to open my mouth, but he stopped me and said, "You're wondering why this is happening right? You could have been nice when I got on the bus, I tried to tell you your fly was open and instead of appreciating it, you tried to tease me, then hustle me at cards. Also as you can see, you are going to be the only passenger left on the bus after my stop, which means it will just be the driver and you. Now, you have a choice here, you promise me that you will never try to do anything like that again and I'll leave you my number, and will give you another chance to win your stuff back, or you don't promise and I just leave." My mind raced but I really had no choice, so I nodded my head. He smiled, then looked at my erection, grasped it in his hand and brought me to the edge of cumming again, then let go, smiled and said, "Again, great to meet you and your mouth, remember your promise. Have fun getting your hands unbound and getting home." He then turned and I watched him walk to the front of the bus, say something to the driver and then get off. Authors note: I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. Let me know if you liked it and want another chapter.