This is a fictional story that features male to male sexual activities. If you are under 18 or it is illegal for you to read this type of material, please go back now. If neither of these apply, please enjoy my first attempt at writing erotic material.
The Chess Game
We met online. Each of us have been married for years, but strongly feel the need for the touch and the body of another man. Our initial face to face meeting was nerve-wracking but exciting. We met at a local bar one afternoon before each of us had to be home. When I got to the place, you were the only other guy at the bar. Still in your suit from the workday, you weren't much taller than my 5 foot 9 inch frame, but I could tell from your shoulders that you worked out more than my three trips weekly to the gym. When you turned to look at me, I was rewarded with a friendly smile from your masculine face. I shook your hand and slid into the seat next to you. We were both nervous, but as we talked and got to know each other, the nervousness evaporated.
We continued to meet at the bar when we could and our conversations turned toward the topic of when and where we could find the time to explore each others naked bodies and live out our sexual fantasies. You had the idea of renting a room in the run down area of town once a month and meeting there. In the confines of the fleabag motel room, for a few hours each month, we become lovers. This is the story of one of those meetings...
You had been playing chess since you were a kid, and still enjoy it. In fact, you fancy yourself somewhat of a chess expert. You bring a chess board and challenge me to a game. I accept and suggest that we raise the stakes a bit and play strip chess. In strip chess, every time a piece is captured, whoever lost the piece has to take off an article of clothing. You agree, and we start playing.
I capture your first two pieces quickly, and you are shoeless. Based on my quick captures, I start talking trash.
"You are going to be naked before you know it" I tell you.
You counter, and in a few moves, we are equal, and my shoes are on the floor. I capture a few more pieces and you lose both your socks. I turn on the arrogance and trash talk again.
"I thought you were a better player...You had better go back to chess school" I taunt. Clearly, I am enjoying goading you more than playing the game, and this starts to really irk you.
You want to put me in my place.
"I have an idea to add another layer to the game. Whoever winds the game gets to tell the loser what to do" you propose.
"If you want me to order you around, just ask", I laugh "I would love to tell you what to do, I'll take the bet!"
My attitude makes you a bit angrier and even more determined to win.
As we continue, your superior skill kicks in and the game rapidly starts to turn your way. I lose pieces and clothes with no corresponding losses from you. I haven't really let up on the trash talk though. I am conceited enough to believe that I will come back. Once I shed my pants, I realize that I am down to only my underwear, and you are on the verge of winning, so I start to quiet down. It is too late though, you are angry that I have been flip and sarcastic the whole time and are angry at the joking that I have dished out.
You take another piece, and say "underwear off--".
I look at you, there is a hardness in your voice and you are not smiling. I realize that you have taken this seriously. Without a word, I stand up, slide my underwear down to the floor, step out of it and sit back down. I am now sitting across from you completely naked. You still have on your pants and t-shirt. I know that you will win the game, and I will have to do as you say. This realization makes me unable to meet your eyes. You have come to the same conclusion and you look at my naked body with renewed interest and greed. Your eyes start at my feet and work their way up my hairy legs to my cock and balls. You note that my cock is hard, and you decide that you will be satisfied fully by me before you allow me any release. Your eyes keep examining, roving up and over my abs, hairy chest and nipples. You feel like a buyer inspecting merchandise before delivery, and this increases your desire to conquer me. Your cock is pulsing in your pants. The energy in the room becomes heated and sexual. You and your cock are in complete control.
I make an inconsequential move. You look over the board, pick up a piece, and looking at me, place it down.
"Checkmate" you say.
With your win assured, you give me a sardonic smile.
"Now it is time for me to collect.." You stand up, unbutton your pants and slowly unzip your fly. I sit perfectly still, not sure what you are going to do next, a bit scared of what I will have to do, but knowing that whatever it is, I have to honor the deal. You watch me, enjoying the uncertainty on my face. Now all you have on is a t-shirt, your cock fully extended, still standing.
"Suck me now.." you command.
I am ready to do anything and I know that you are letting me off easy. I hear the roughness in your voice and know that at this moment, I am your possession and will capitulate to your demands. It doesn't feel right for me to stand up, so I drop down and on my hands and knees, crawl over to where you are standing. I start licking and kissing the tops of your feet and then move up your legs with my tongue and finally start to suck on your gorgeous hairy cock. My unexpected display of submission sends a thrill through your body. My hands reach up to massage your balls while I work your rod in my mouth. I take the full length down my throat. You look down at me enjoying the sight of me on my knees pleasuring you, watching your cock disappear into my mouth.
The enjoyment you feel in dominating me surprises you. You are reveling in that aspect of your masculinity which is powerful and forceful. You are entranced by the discovery of the total authority that you have at this moment. You close your eyes and fantasize as your dick slides in and out of my wet, willing lips. You think of how else you could have taken your pay....
...I am kneeling in front of you, mouth open, eyes locked on yours, waiting eagerly for your seed as you jerk yourself off with long vigorous strokes in front of my face. You know that I want to catch everything you spew in my mouth and all over my face.....
.....You think about sitting on my face, pushing your ass down on my mouth, forcing me to lick and suck your crack and anus with my tongue, while I pleasure your cock and balls with my hands.....
....Now I am on my stomach, arms bound tightly to the bed post, legs spread wide to expose my hole. You start furiously shoving your cock in and out of me. I yell in pain when you first penetrate me. You shove your underwear into my mouth to muffle my moans and keep punishing my butt with your rod until you shoot deep into my ass filling me up with your thick goo...
The combination of these fantasies and my mouth working drives you to the edge. You reach down, pull my head toward your body and start to violently thrust your cock into my mouth, giving me a hard face fucking.
In this moment, the only thing that exists for both of us, that both of us need and want; is your pleasure, your release. With my mouth and hands, I worship your masculinity, each suck giving me a mouthful of your manhood. You start to feel your huge load pushing up from your balls. I can feel you harden in preparation for cumming. I pull my head back, and you grab the back of my head and push it back onto your cock. With that, you explode into my mouth. You keep thrusting and holding my head on your dick. Every thrust brings more cum, and each thrust becomes harder as your body takes over in its desire to empty its creamy load.
"Take it!!" you demand, "Take it all!"
I swallow each delivery as fast as I can. With every swallow the taste your virility and desire fill me. There is so much cum that some dribbles out of my mouth down my chin. After your cock is drained, you relax and let go of my head. I finish swallowing and then I proceed to clean your cock off with my tongue, eating the rest of your semen.
I look up at you, my lips and chin glistening with your spunk.
"I need to cum so badly.." I beg you.
You look at my engorged cock, it is swollen, red and almost purple.
"Please, I am in pain..." I beg again.
You nod your head and grant my wish.
"Finish yourself off" you order.
I lay down on the floor in front of you, legs bent open and go to work on my dick. My fist pistons up and down the length of my dick. Precum is oozing out of the tip and adding slickness to my hand action. Your cock has been satiated, but you feel intoxicated by the sight of me prostrate before you and you aren't ready to give up your supremacy just yet.
You kneel down next to me, watching me masturbate. You run your hand down my ass cheek, and suddenly, with two of your fingers, you push into my tight little asshole. I gasp at the abrupt violation of my anus and look at you with surprise. You smile and start to push your fingers deep into me. Quickly, they are all the way in, my anus stretching to accommodate them and then contracting around them to keep them in me. You start pulling your fingers out, and then when they are almost out, you ram them back in. I start to buck along with your finger fucking. The feeling is intense, each stroke bringing me closer to climax.
You watch me, enjoying the fact that you have defiled my mouth and now my ass. I look up into your eyes, and after just a few more seconds, I yell and shoot out streams of jizz that cover my chest and stomach.
You take your hand away from my used hole and gently pull it up my body, following the trail of cum through my hairy torso. As your hand reaches the top of my chest, it is coated with my cream. You bring your hand up to my mouth. I voraciously lick your hand clean. I taste my own cum, and as my tongue encircles your fingers, that taste mixes with the tang of my ass juices. I don't stop until your hand is clean.
Now that I have been completely and utterly debauched by your cock and your finger, you decide that my bet has been paid in full.
"Ok", you say, "you have kept your end of the bargain, and very well, I must add".
I jump up, the spell of the bet and of your domination now passed. We are back on equal terms. I look over at you and at the chess board.
"Want a rematch?" I ask.