The Neptune Ch. 03 by zerogauss
As I entered the Neptune I noticed a different attendant at the check-in booth. He was a dirty blonde curly haired cutie. This turned out to be Tom. More about him later.
Tom said he had heard about me and asked, “Do you play poker? There is a game going on in the poker room and they need a couple more people for both above and below.”
I said I did and asked what he meant by, “above and below.”
He just smiled and responded, “You’ll find out. I am going to put you above for tonight. There is just one rule, no matter what happens, just keep playing poker and never change your expression or react in any way. We call this the ‘prime directive’. Do you think you can do that?”
Puzzled, I answered yes, and after Tom checked in my clothes he told me to take the smallish door to his right.
I entered and went up a narrow spiraling stairway. Somehow it reminded me of one of those enchanted staircases that you found in a tree in a fairy tale.
I emerged to find a big round table with six hunky shirtless men sitting around it with stacks of chips in front of them. The light seemed too dim at first.
I recognized Kraftwerk’s Autobahn playing in the background. Everything about the Neptune was top of the line and this included the sound system throughout the facility.
There was a chair with its back facing me as I emerged and the only place to go was to squeeze around it and sit down. It was nicely padded and very comfortable. I wondered how the other people in the room had gotten to their seats. There did not seem to be any room to move around the table.
The lighting was subdued with one overhead light spotlighting the chips and cards in front of each player. Of course the table was green felt. The chips made a wonderful soft clicking sound as the players made their bets. The whole effect was pure luxury.
As my eyes adjusted to the low lighting, I was intensely aware of six sets of well-muscled arms. And I just loved poker.
A man with massive thick arms and biceps introduced himself as Rocky and introduced the other five as Tony, Fred, Woody, Grant, and Butch (who I already knew). Tony was tall with very broad shoulders and built like a brick shithouse. He had very big hands. Woody was a real cutie and, as Rocky mentioned his name, he grinned, looked directly at me, and then ran his tongue seductively around his lips.
I wondered how many of these men I had sucked off in the glory hole room. They were all stunners.
There was a pile of chips in front of me and Rocky said that if I lost them all I would have to leave. He added, “If you violate the prime directive you will also have to leave. And you will not want to leave.” And then grinned.
On the first hand (we were playing five card draw) I got a pair of nines and pushed out my ante. It was a struggle to keep my mind on the game and not stare at the marvelous torsos of the six other players. The struggle would soon become even harder. Much harder.
I had just drawn a third nine when I felt a wet mouth on my cock. We were all pressed up close to the edge of the table and it was impossible to see who was below it. I opened my mouth and was about to say something when Tony glared at me and said, “Are you going to bet?”
I suddenly understood all the fuss about the ‘prime directive’ and had to suppress a smile. I concentrated and pushed ten chips out on the table and said, “I bet ten.”
The mouth below had engorged my entire cock and I was rapidly getting hard. Fred on my immediate left saw my bet and raised me ten. The rest except for Rocky all folded and it was back to me.
I saw Fred’s raise and he was about to say something when his right knee crashed suddenly into mine. He seemed to stifle a grunt as he passed. It dawned on me that Fred was having the same problem that I was.
I looked around and noticed Woody involuntarily look up at the ceiling. My god, there were people under the table sucking all of us off!
And still the game when on.
On the next hand I drew a flush and got into a furious round of betting with Rocky. Evidently he had a flush too or he was bluffing. My cocksucker was furiously plunging down on my rock hard cock now and I could even hear faint slurping sounds.
Using all my will power I studied my hand. I had a king and queen high and unless Rocky had an ace high flush I had him beat. Desperately ignoring the urge to shoot my load into the cocksuckers mouth I said, “I’ll see your raise.”
Rocky turned over his hand. He had an ace high flush and was saying, “Sorry dude, you lose,” when he shuddered and let out a loud moan and said, “Oh my God!” and slid down in the seat obviously in the throes of a titanic orgasm.
I was now shooting my load too, but managed to keep my cooI. I could hear moans of satisfaction coming from under the table.
Tony said that Rocky had to leave now and had to forfeit. “You distracted from the game, dude.”
I had just won a huge pot and gotten a wonderful blow job and managed to not get kicked out of the game. It doesn’t get any better than that.
The mystery of the seating arrangement was solved when Tony pushed a button and the table smoothly and soundlessly rotated bringing Rocky to the exit. I could tell that the floor in front of me was also rotating because my unseen cocksucker never left off draining the last few drops of cum from my dick.
After Rocky left, two new guys eventually joined the game. They were Parker and Guy. Parker had one of those beautiful Tom of Finland V shaped torsos and I had a lot of trouble keeping my eyes off him.
Parker never smiled or had any expression at all throughout the game. I kept thinking about how much I wanted to suck him off. It turned out that I would soon get my wish and in a most interesting way.
The mouth on my cock had withdrawn after draining my cum. As the game continued, however, a new mouth soon engorged my now soft dick. It did not stay soft long.
The new cocksucker was really talented. I could tell it was a different guy because his sucking technique was quite different. Funny how you sometimes recognize someone simply by the way he sucks cock.
Indeed, I eventually got so I could immediately recognize about half of the Neptune members, even in the dark, by the way they gave me a blow job. In turn, they all without exception got so they instantly knew it was me when I sucked them off through a glory hole or in the dark.
In fact, sometimes when I started sucking some stud off, he would call me by name and announce that the best and hungriest cocksucker in the club was taking his dick and would sometimes add, “Man he is one hungry cocksucker tonight; you got to get some of this.”
A little while later I was drawing to an outside straight but I was again having trouble concentrating because the latest cocksucker plunging down again and again on my now rock hard cock was so obviously desperate for my load that it took all my will power to not change my expression.
Just as I had filled out the straight and was about to make a big raise, I completely lost it. The reason was that obviously Parker was shooting his load and he let out a loud, “oh God oh God!” and made no pretense of hiding what was happening.