I should really stop playing cards because I sort of suck at it. Speaking of suck, I'll have to say that losing this game sort of allowed me the opportunity to suck a fairly beautiful cock.

I'll have to admit the guy was a bit arrogant and could be obnoxious at times. He exhibited that irritating confidence that comes from having a huge cock swinging between your legs.

The results of my Friday night game ended up with me on my knees in his apartment on Saturday morning. The deal was that I would show up at eight and stay there until four and service him as many times as I was ordered to.

He insisted that I be naked and on my knees in his bedroom while he showered. Eventually he came out of the bathroom, drying himself off, and casually walked up to me and stood in front of me with his cock only inches away from my face. I have to admit that the musky, manly cleanliness was an aroma I found attractive. His cock was semi-hard. I could tell it was thick, but I had no idea how long it was going to be until I kissed and licked it to a full erection.

I started with those huge balls and began to gently suck them as I stroked his thick shaft. I looked up, and he had his towel around his neck, holding both ends, head back, and appeared to be enjoying my efforts. I really enjoyed being told what to do, but it appeared that I had free license here, so I did what I knew would provide pleasure.

I soon was able to tell what length it was because, as I was sucking his balls and stroking him, it grew quickly to what was close to a full erection, and it was quite impressive. I've only done this for a few different people, but I guess I've been fortunate in that they've all been fairly well-hung, and he was no exception. It appeared to be at least 10 inches, if not longer, and thick.

The obvious success of my efforts energized me, and I began to lick his shaft from his balls to the thick, swollen head. I swirled my tongue around the head and licked the drop of clear cum that oozed out on the head. I began to take as much of him into my mouth as I could, holding each of his firm ass cheeks tightly as I serviced him.

He began to moan, and we established a rhythm between his thrusts and my mouth moving up and down his cock. I could feel his ass cheeks tighten under my hands with each thrust. I felt him begin to swell, and he placed his hands on both sides of my head, holding me in place as he fucked my mouth. His thrusts became faster, and his cock was rock hard as I felt the first shot in the back of my mouth. I kept moving up and down, wrapping my lips tight around his shaft as he emptied the contents of his balls into my mouth.

He dropped his hands to his hips and was breathing heavily as he finished. He had stopped thrusting, but I continued to move up and down on his cock, gently squeezing his balls, and then pumping and licking him until it was clean and flaccid.

When I finished, he put on his robe and ordered me to go to the kitchen and bring him coffee out to the deck. He told me to stay ready because he'd be needing me again, and I nodded in agreement. I do try to be conscientious in paying my debts.