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Strip Poker Stakes
🕑 Added 2020-12-11 21:47:57 +0000 UTCNot knowing the outcome was part of the excitement of the game. This time, John had come very close to being on the losing side. He had been left with just his briefs on. But then Gordon had been overconfident.
Or had he? He knew what the stakes were, this time. So far, John and Gordon had been having “regular” poker games, and the loser had to orally “service” the winner. They had been doing that for a couple of months, to both men’s satisfaction.
But recently, it was Gordon who had said that the games were getting kind of boring, that the stakes weren’t high enough. He was the one who had suggested they make their next game strip poker and that the stakes should be higher.
“How high?” John had asked.
“Winner can do anything he wants with the loser… within reason,” Gordon had answered.
“You know about my… special kink,” John had said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
“Of course, I do,” Gordon had said. “Let’s just say… I’m willing to take the risk!”
“I see,” John had said.
And then, they’d started playing.
During the game, both men had focused on their playing. That’s what they liked about these – that the stakes never got in the way of having a really good game. John wasn’t too worried about what Gordon would do to him if he lost. He knew the big guy wouldn’t harm a fly. But at the back of his mind, there was the thought that he’d had already in the past – that Gordon wanted to get in touch with his sub side but didn’t know how to go about it. So, when the game had gone Gordon’s way, John was slightly taken aback at Gordon’s seeming overconfidence that led to him losing in the end.
“Well, I guess I’m yours, then,” the big man had said, looking down on the cards on the table.
“You know what’s going to happen now, don’t you?” John had said.
“I can only imagine,” Gordon had replied in a low hoarse voice that was almost a whisper.
“You needn’t be nervous about it,” John had said comfortingly. “Anything you don’t like, you just tell me to stop.”
“What if I am gagged and can’t utter a sound?” Gordon had said, getting up from his chair and taking off his last piece of garment, his boxer shorts. He was getting hard already.
“Would you like that?” John had asked, taking him by the hand to the cabinet where he kept his “toys”.
“Well, whether I like it or not, I’ve got to take it like a man, don’t I? You don’t have to go easy on me just because we’re friends!”
“I won’t, I assure you,” John had smiled. “Now, will you put your hands behind your back?”
Comments
Max Roper
I'm pretty sure Gordon got the result he wanted.
Red Fort
I love when the bigger guy gets tied up
