Strip Poker with Buddy

by

Pete Roland

When I arrived at the cabin located at The Lake in The Woods for a weekend of fishing I was surprised to fine my father’s best friend, Buddy’s SUV parked in front of the cabin. Daddy hadn’t told me Buddy would be using it for the weekend. As I parked beside Buddy’s jeep, I couldn’t help wonder if at the age of 77 my father’s memory might be failing him. For an instant I thought about driving back to Minneapolis, as I had wanted to be alone. I had just broken up my lover of 20 years and wanted to be alone with a bottle of Jack Daniels and the fish. At the age of 56, I didn’t look forward to hitting the meat market again. But as it was late and I couldn‘t face the city right now, I decided to stay.

"Jake, what a surprise! I thought I was going to have to fish alone." Buddy said as he came out to greet me.

I took one look at the stout 72-year-old friend of my fathers and quickly wished I had gone back to the city. Hell just the sight of his big hair arms and the tuff of white hair protruding from his half unbuttoned shirt caused my cock to stir. Just what I don’t need! I thought. To spend the weekend with a straight man that gives me a hard on. I took a deep breath and smiled. "Yea, dad didn’t say you were using the cabin this weekend. Hope you don’t mind me barging in on you like this."

"Hell, no. You know that I hate to fish alone. Tried to get your old man to come up but he had some volunteer meeting to go to at the hospital. You know how he is about his volunteer work." Buddy said as we entered the cabin.

I put my bag down and headed straight for the kitchen for some ice for my Jack Daniels. Seems that I need one right away. As I pass the kitchen table I noticed a deck of cards scattered out over the top of the table.

"Playing cards with yourself?" I asked as I took a tray of ice out and filled a tall glass with ice cubs."

"Hell, got to do something. No TV up here. Your dad will not allow one. So I always bring a set of cards. Want to play some poker. I tired of play solitaire." Buddy asked as he sat down at the table.

"Tell you what, Buddy," I said as I walked over to the table and caught a glimpse of the big bulge in the crotch of his pants. "You help me polish off some of my old friend Jack Daniels and I play cards." I took a big drink of the whisky and tried not to think about how big the old man’s cock must be with a hard on. I had been out with him and daddy fishing before and had seen him take a piss and knew for a fact the old man had a whopper. Heck, both him and my old man had big cocks as I had also seen daddy taking a piss. I couldn’t help thinking as I went back in the kitchen for another glass and some ice for Buddy, how much easier it would be for me to find a lover if I had a cock the size of either one of them.

"I don’t know much about playing poker." I told Buddy when I sat down.

"Hell, I don’t know much Jack Daniels." Buddy said, his deep blue eyes staring straight into mine. "Is he a new friend of yours and an old time friend?"

"Inquiring minds don’t want to know, Buddy" I said as I filled his glass with whisky and pushed it over toward him.

"Hell, that can only mean one thing! Women problems." Buddy said as he took a big drink from his glass.

"I thought you didn’t know Jack Daniels very well." I said with lifted eyebrows.

"I know all his friends all to well." Buddy added with a big smile "I guess I shouldn’t tell on him but your daddy and I have polished off a lot of his friends over the years sitting here at this table. So, you broke up with your girlfriend?" Buddy persisted.

"That’s close enough." I said in a tone that meant the subject was closed. "By the way what are we going to bet per hand?" I asked to change to topic. "You old fart, you’ll probably take the shirt off my back."

"Hell, that a great idea." Buddy called out.

"What's a great idea?" I asked suddenly confused.

"We can play strip poker. That way I get to humiliate your young ass and you still will have enough money for gas back to the city." Buddy said and slapped the table.

"Strip poker!" I cried out suddenly frightened knowing if I lost my cock would betray me and get rock hard the moment I was forced to take off my jockey shorts.

"Yea, and will make it interesting. The one that looses will have to perform any task that the winner asks them to perform." Buddy said with a grin ear to ear.

"Like you’ll probably want me to pack all your gear up to the lake or do all the cooking this weekend." I said as I took another big drink of Jack Daniels.

"I’m not going to tell you what I’ll make you do. Hell, I have to win first." Buddy said as he started shifting the cards like some Vegas card dealer.

"I can see who’s going to win already." I mumbled as I reached for my glass and found it empty. I watched Buddy deal out the cards as I filled my glass. The sight of his big strong hairy arms was already causing my cock to stiffen. "You married, Buddy?"

"Hell, no. Got divorced fifteen years ago. Best think I ever did in my life." He said as he picked up his cards and looked at them. "It bad enough to listen to your dad bitch about being married." He added.

"Yea, mom can be a handful. But they have gone their own ways for years." I answered as I looked at my cards and realized that I was loosing already.

Sure enough I lost five out of the first six deals and was down to my jockey shorts while the only item of clothing that Buddy had removed was his shirt. And that alone had my cock rock hard. And try as I would, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his chest full of thick gray hair and his big nipples. For a straight man he had very elongated, big nipples!

As he dealt the cards, I had a sickening feeling that I was suddenly going to be exposed. There was no way around it. He was going to see my hard on if I was forced to take off my jockey shorts.

"Hell, you loose!" Buddy roared when the last cards were dealt and we turned them over. "O.K. off with it. He me see you naked." He added as he took another sip of Jack Daniels. "And you got to do it right. Just like you would if you were some blonde with big tits. Come over here and stand in front of me and strip off them under shorts."

"Can’t we just call it quits?" I almost begged feeling my cock throbbing against the fabric of my jockey shorts.

"Hell, no. I won and I want it the right way." Buddy added in a slightly drunken voice. "Come on and don’t keep me waiting. Show me what you got youngster."

"Youngster, I’m 56. I said as I stood up. I didn’t try to hide the way my cock was pushing out my jockey shorts. It wouldn’t matter anyway, as soon I would be standing in front the old man with a roaring hard on.

I could sense Buddy’s eyes on my crotch as I walked around the tale to stand in front of his chair, which he had pushed out from the table. Even in my moment of crises, I couldn’t help but glance at his crotch as he legs were spread wide apart. What I saw only made my cock jerk in excitement. The old man’s crotch was bulging so much that I feared the crotch of his pants was going to rip.

"You to shy to pull you under short down in front of an old man?" Buddy asked. Then he motioned me closer. "Come here and I’ll help you pull them off. Hell, reminds me when I used to undress my son when it was his bath time." He added as he reached out and grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me to him.

Suddenly I didn’t have any will to resist. I knew that I shouldn’t be playing around with a straight friend of my father’s. But I was in such a state of lust from seeing Buddy’s naked chest and his bulging crotch that I let the half-drunk old man do what he wanted.

When he jerked down my jockey shorts my cock sprung out like a striking snake.

"Wow!" Buddy exclaimed. "You young guys sure can get a roaring hard on. Hell, it’s been years since mine stood up like that on it own. It got to get a lot of priming to stand up now." He added.

"Game is over." I said and tried to pull away from the old man’s grip.

"Hey, not so damn fast. You still got to perform whatever task I want." Buddy said holding tight to my hand.

"Come on Buddy. I think we should go to bed." I said even though I wanted more than anything else to just hug the old man and feel his thick gray hair against my hairless chest."

"No! When you gamble you always have to cover your bets. Now you lost so you have to do what I ask you to?" Buddy said shaking his head sending his gray full head of hair flying in all directions.

"O.K. just tell me what you want me to do and let go to bed. It’s getting late." I said trying not to notice that my cock was bouncing up and down in excitement only inches from Buddy’s face.

"Turn around and bend over." Buddy ordered.

"What for?" I asked.

Thinking that he was going to give me a hard slap on the ass, I felt somewhat relieved as I turned around and bent over. I certainly didn’t expect what happened next.

Buddy grabbed my waist and pulled me nearer as he planted his face between the cheeks of my ass. Suddenly I felt his tongue against my asshole.

"What!" I started to say but stopped myself as I realized that this was a dream come true. Here I had been lusting after the old man for years, even thinking about him when I was jacking off, and now he was rimming my asshole.

"Get down on your knees." He used a tone of voice my father used to use on my when I was a kid. I obeyed with out questioning him.

When I was on my knees he pulled my face to his chest. "Bite my nipple. Bit them hard." He ordered.

I went wild. I didn’t need him to direct me anymore. Suddenly I realize that Buddy was straight at all. I pushed my face against his gray chest hairs and rubbed it in his patch of white fur before taking his right nipple in my mouth.

GOD, if he only knew how much I like sucking on an old man nipples, I thought as I started biting his big elongated nipples. Suddenly realizing just why they happened to be so big and elongated.

"Damn, you work on my nipple as good as your dad does." Buddy said.

When I heard that I stopped and tried to disengage but the old man grabbed me behind the head and pressed my mouth hard against his breast. "Bit them! Hurt me." He ordered.

Suddenly thrown in a sex frenzy form hearing that my father and Buddy engaged in sex with each other, I started biting the old man tit hard. He moaned loud but didn’t pull away.

"Yes, that’s the way your dad does it. He loves my tits." Buddy said throwing me into over drive. I had always wanted to have sex with my father. Now to know that I was having sex with an old man that engaged in a sexual relationship with my father made me crazy with lust.

I felt Buddy reaching down and fumbling with his zipper. Then suddenly he as forcing his huge cock out of his pants. The next thing I knew his cock was poking me in the belly button.

"Now, boy, I’m going to fuck you." Buddy said as he stood up and pulled me up with men. "Lean over the table."

I was so in lust for the old man I would have done anything he told me. It just happened that I loved getting fucked and quickly obeyed.

He just used spit on his cock. It went painful. I had been fucked many time by my lover and others but never by a cock as big as the old man’s cock. It felt like he was splitting me open his cock was so thick.

Then just as he started pumping his cock into me I heard the door of the cabin opening.

"Looks like I am just in time." I heard daddy’s voice call out.

Buddy pulled me off the table and continued to fuck me as we stood up when my father approached he. Without another word, my father dropped down on his knees and started sucking my stiff bobbing cock.

GOD, I was in heaven. I felt like pinching myself to see if I was dreaming it all. I could believe that my own father was sucking my cock while his best friend was fucking me. And the best part of it was looking down and seeing my father staring up at me with his big brown eyes. I suddenly saw the love and lust I had secretly felt for him reflected in his eyes.

His wet mouth got me so hot that I reached down to stop him. I didn’t want to cum. I wanted the magical moment to last forever.

Daddy took that move to undress before me. So as I was getting fucked, I watched as my father stripped off his clothes. His cock wasn’t as thick or as long as Buddy’s monster, but daddy had a cock on him. I just wished my was as big as his.

Once completely naked daddy approached me and grabbed me behind the hand and forced my mouth to his. The old man kissed me like I was a woman. I almost fainted from the sensation of kissing my father. Then after a long passionate French kiss he pulled my hand down toward his crotch without a word.

I lend over and started sucking his long limp cock. If it ha been hard I could never had deep throated it like it did. I took his soft cock flesh all the way down my throat.

Then as I sucked daddy big cock, Buddy pounded my ass like he was using a pile driver. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching down and jacking myself.

Buddy shot off first. He called out and began squirting cum deep inside my asshole. Daddy sensing his friend orgasm shot off in my mouth. And the taste of my own father cum in my mouth caused me to cum.

Suddenly the three of us was stand there staring at each other. And it was then that it dawned on me.

"This was a set up! Wasn’t it?" I said looking first to daddy and then to Buddy. "You two old farts have been having sex for years and suddenly you decided to let me join you why?"

"Well we saw how it was bothering you breaking up with that old man you live with and we just decided that if you like old men then who not have sex with us." Buddy spoke up. "It was really my idea. You see I have had the hots for you for years. But you with a lover, I never want to interfere."

I just stood there to stunned to say a word. "Let’s all take a shower and then jump into the king size bed. We got the whole weekend to do noting but suck and fuck."