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My Sexuality 3 - Strip Poker
by Sassy Spank Meh (vicentevaltieri@gmail.com)

***

The sequel to "My Sexuality," this chapter of the story 
details what happens when Vincent, Jeff, and George all 
hang out for too long. (MM-teens, reluc, 1st-bi-expr, 
exh, mast, oral, anal)

***

The door bell rang half an hour later. I bounded to the 
door, opened it up, and saw Sinny's smiling face. I 
welcomed him in, and we all ran upstairs George's 
bedroom. Jeff looked me right in the eye and said, 
"So...how's this gonna go down?"

I looked at him, and then I looked at the clock. "It's 
only seven," I said, "so we have a bit of time. George, 
your mom goes to bed around eleven, right?"

"Yeah," he said. "So... we have four hours to kill. Any 
ideas?"

We collaborated about it for a while, and then we 
walked a couple blocks around the neighborhood. It was 
nine by the time we got back, so we watched a 
comedian's set on a DVD. Finally, eleven o'clock rolled 
around, and we headed upstairs. George and I inducted 
Jeff into the tradition of changing in front of each 
other. We all hopped into bed; I got in first, then 
Jeff got on my right and George on my left.

On either side of me, I had someone that I could use to 
fulfill my every desire. I had two beautiful boys on 
either side of me, both willing to try new things that 
could take them to new extremes of pleasure. I was in 
absolute heaven.

George looked at me and said, "I thought of a game we 
can play." I saw the glint in his eye. It wasn't a 
game. It was a chance to be sexual. Hell, I was fine 
with that!

"Let's play strip poker with a twist!" he said. "The 
losers become the winner's sex slaves for thirty 
minutes each." I cheered at the idea. I looked over at 
Jeff, and I saw that he was a little hesitant. I 
grabbed him in an embrace, and told him to think of 
what fun we could have. Finally, he reluctantly agreed. 
And George put us all on our honor to do whatever the 
winner told us to do.

Fortunately for me, George and I had hatched this plan 
the night before. We knew Jeff would come over. We 
hoped that we could get him into bed. And now we could 
seal the deal.

"Okay, I think you both know the rules, but let me say 
them anyway," George said. "Rule number one: as in 
poker, you bid. The only difference is that we are 
bidding clothes. You can bid as much as you desire, 
however, you must be careful. Rule number two: the 
losers are the two people who lose all of their 
clothing. Third: clothing isn't cumulative unless you 
win the round, meaning that you only get your clothes 
back if you win the round. Understood?" Jeff and I both 
nodded. "Alright, let's begin!"

George was the dealer. This was an excellent thing for 
me, because he is very good at fake-shuffling. 
Basically, our plan was for George to pass me good 
cards and to pass Jeff bad cards. George would just 
throw the match. 

Because we were already in our pajamas, we grabbed our 
dirty laundry and used three pieces each as our betting 
tools: we each used a shirt, a pair of shorts, and some 
variety of underwear.

In the first round, Jeff bet conservatively, using only 
his shirt. George, on the other hand, bet with his 
shirt and his shorts. I bet my shirt as well, just in 
case George's shuffling got screwed up somehow.

Turns out, I had nothing to fear. I got a pair of aces. 
George revealed his hand, which was a pair of deuces, 
and Jeff revealed his, a pair of sevens. Jeff and 
George both gave me their bets, meaning that George 
only had his boxers to wager, whereas Jeff had his 
shorts and his briefs. If all went well, the game would 
be over in two more rounds.

George wagered his boxers, Jeff his briefs, and I my 
shirt and shorts. May as well look daring, right? 
George pulled through again. I got three queens as my 
hand! I showed them to Jeff, and I heard him mumble, 
"Dammit..." under his breath. He showed his hand, and 
he had two fives. George showed his, and he had a pair 
of nines!

"Dammit!" George exclaimed. He was knocked out of the 
challenges, and he and Jeff both handed me their 
underwear. I put them behind me, and said, "What do you 
say, Jeff? You want to go all or nothing? You only have 
your shorts to wager. I'll wager everything I have on 
one final hand." He looked me right in the eye, and 
nodded.

I, a man of my word, wagered all three of my articles 
of clothing, and Jeff put his shorts on the "betting 
table" (meaning the floor next to us). George dealt us 
the cards, and he came through. I got a full house 
consisting of two kings and three fives. George showed 
his hand, and he only had a straight. And George made 
it known that...

"Vincent is the winner!" George exclaimed in his best 
announcer voice. I took a modest bow, and said, "Who's 
first?" I looked at George, who was very eager, and 
then at Jeff, who, as we had anticipated, was very 
hesitant. He knew what I wanted to do, and I think he 
was a little afraid.

I took George first, hoping that Jeff would ease into 
it once it came time for his turn. We all disrobed, and 
George laid down on the bed. I got down close to him, 
and I shoved my erection into his ass. He, too, was an 
anal virgin, so I heard him mumble something in pain as 
I pierced his anal opening. It was heavenly, to be 
inside someone. I started to fuck him very slowly and 
rhythmically. I felt him moving his ass back to meet my 
thrusts forward. I reached one hand down around him and 
I started to caress his balls, then I slowly moved my 
hand up to grab his shaft.

I heard him moan, very loudly. That really got me 
going, and I started to quicken my pace. I felt him 
doing the same, and I started to pound against his ass. 
Finally, I felt my orgasm hit, and I blew my load into 
his ass. I lie there, motionless. Beneath me, I heard 
him start to masturbate himself, and then I heard him 
shoot his sperm about a minute later. I looked at his 
penis, and saw that there was a sock covering it. I 
laughed quietly to myself, and then I pulled George's 
face towards me and I kissed him lovingly. 

I took the next ten minutes to rest up, and then I told 
Jeff, "Your turn!" Jeff still looked hesitant, but he 
lay on the bed, face up. I reached for his side and 
hugged him. "You know what I want to do, don't you?" I 
whispered into his ear. He nodded. "And you are afraid? 
You don't want to be hurt, do you?" Again, he nodded. I 
love knowing what another man is thinking. It makes it 
much easier to seduce them.

"C'mon Jeff, you agreed we could do this when we 
started playing," I said. Yes, I used the guilt trip. 
If it means it'll make him more willing to be fucked, 
I'll use it. Finally, he sighed and rolled over. I 
could have kissed him right then and there. I got 
behind him, and penetrated his rectum, gasping as I 
felt the tightness of my one true love embracing my 
cock.

He moaned, both in pain and pleasure. I felt him moving 
quickly, moving back and forth to stimulate me. I knew 
why I loved him while he was doing that. It also hit me 
that was probably trying to finish quickly. I complied. 
I started jerking him off the same way I did to George, 
and I started fucking him very quickly. I felt a shiver 
run through my spine as my penis spasm inside Jeff's 
asshole, and I fired five shots of my semen, filling 
his beautiful body with a part of myself. Jeff, like 
George, finished the job I started by masturbating 
himself until he came. I licked the sperm off of his 
penis, and then the three of us got dressed and went to 
bed.

I woke up the next morning and sucked Jeff off, then I 
woke up George. He fucked me and blew his load inside 
of me. I was having so much fun, I can't even describe 
it. Finally, Jeff went home, and George and I decided 
to find time for one more activity. We went up to his 
room, I stripped him, he stripped me, and we sixty-
nined each other. He blew his load in my mouth, I did 
the same to him, and then we got dressed. I gave him a 
kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth, and grabbing 
his ass and pulling him in to my body. I could feel the 
heat emanating from him, and I knew that he wanted 
more.

Unfortunately, I had to leave. I went home, and for the 
next week, I dreamt of my new love affair with George 
and Jeff, and praying that sometime soon, we would all 
meet again... 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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