My name is Steve, and I'm a 25 year old medical student at Harvard. I got introduced to poker (Texas hold's of course) by playing in small games in the dorms. It didn't take me long before I was routinely taking money from everyone at school. Hell, I thought I was the next Amarillo Slim!! That's why I made the decision to go to Vegas for a long weekend and try to make my fortune. I was sick of only winning $50-$100 a night, it was time to get into the bigger games you could only find in Vegas. As a first year medical student, I didn't have much money, so that's why I planned the trip right after receiving my first gigantic student loan check. I was supposed to take it directly to the school and pay that years tuition, and keep the rest to pay for books, rent, and other living expenses. Instead, I planned on doubling it first with my amazing poker skills. Looking back on it I can't believe how stupid I was to take such a huge risk, but at the time I was convinced of my poker superiority.
When I got to my hotel, I didn't even bother unpacking. I immediately headed to the casino's poker room. I'd done my research, so I knew this hotel had some of the biggest games going. I went up to the poker room manager and told him I wanted a seat at the biggest no-limit poker game they had going. He just smiled a little bit and informed me that the minimum buy-in for that game was $25,000. "no problem" I responded. I had a total of $30,000 with me. 90% of it was from my student loans, the rest was from my poker winnings at school. The first thing I noticed when I sat down at the table was that my 30K wasn't that much compared to everyone else's chip stack. Everyone else was playing with around 100K. "Oh well, the more money for me to win", I arrogantly thought. Almost everyone at the table was twice my age, accept for the guy seated to my left. He was roughly my age, maybe a year or two older. I also noticed he had around 150K in chips in front of him.
For the first hour or so, I didn't play in many hands, then I had my first big score. It was against the younger guy to my left. I won $10,000 off him with a full house!! The only person who seemed happier than me, was him? He just smiled and said, "wow, nice hand". After that he struck up a conversation with me as we played. His name was Mike, and he said he was here with a bunch of friends, but they didn't play poker. I commented that he must be having a pretty good trip with all that money he had in front of him, inspite of the $10,000 I took from him. He informed me that he used to be an owner of one of those booming Internet companies, and sold out for millions of dollars!!, so the money he was playing with was only a small drop in the bucket. I told him all about me being a med student, and the risk I was taking with my tuition money, but that I was pretty confident in my skills. He just smiled and said "I hope it works out for you"
We continued playing, and things couldn't have been going better. Although I rarely found myself winning hands against Mike, I was taking plenty of chips off the other players, I had built my chip stack up to around $58,000, and was ready to call it quits and go home with my winnings. I even announced to the table that this was my last hand. I didn't know that it was the hand that was going to change my life forever.
We were all dealt our two cards, and I was thrilled to look down and see that I had been given 2 kings!! Unfortunately almost everyone in the hand folded by the time it was my turn to bet. The only person left was Mike. I didn't get tricky, I raised $10,000. He instantly reraised another $10,000!!! I wasn't gonna mess around, I pushed every chip I had into the pot!, "just fold your hand and let me go home with my money" I thought to myself. Mike looked at me with a devilish smile and said, "I call" I almost passed out when he turned over his cards, he had 2 aces! The only cards better than my kings. I don't even remember the rest of the hand, but I do know that my kings didn't win. I had lost everything.....everything!
I just sat there in a daze. Only then did I realize what a stupid risk I'd taken. What was I going to do? I couldn't pay my tuition, my rent, anything. It even occurred to me that I might be in legal trouble for losing the money that was loaned to me for school. I barely even noticed as Mike stood up, told the poker manager to have his winnings credited to his casino account, and walked away from the table without saying a word to me. I do remember that he gave me that same devilish smile as he walked away. I must have sat there for 5-10 minutes, just staring at where my chips used to be, before the dealer told me I'd have to leave if I wasn't going to play anymore. I slowly stood up and walked to the door of the poker room. My legs felt like rubber. I just wanted to get to my room and cry like a little girl, but guess who met me outside the door? It was Mike; "Hey Steve, sorry about your money buddy", he said it as casual as if he'd only won $5 off me! Of course to a wealthy guy like him, it practically was. He continued by saying "I might be able to help you out though, come up to my room in about an hour and we can talk about a loan. I'm in suite 101." I quickly agreed.
Although I was thrilled that he wanted to talk about loaning me my money back, I knew it probably wouldn't be cheep. I had no doubt he'd probably charge me enough interest to make me regret every picking up a deck of cards, but what choice did I have. Either agree to his terms, or my medical career would be over before it started. I'd have to drop out of school and still have to find a way to pay back the student loans I blew at a poker game. Thats assuming the bank doesn't throw me in jail for theft.
To get up to the suites I had to take a private elevator. There was a casino guard at the door who stopped me and asked me for my name. I was surprised to find out that Mike had given it to him, and I was allowed up. It wasn't hard to find his room, there were only 2 suites on the floor. I knocked on the door and was quickly let in by Mike. I was instantly amazed by the suite, it was huge. It was literally 5 times bigger than my apartment back home. There was a gigantic living room with a wide screen TV, a jaquzzi on the balcany, and a lavish bedroom with a gigantic bed. Mike didn't waist any time, "So Steve, you fucked up pretty bad today didn't you?". I quickly replied, "Yes, I know. I'm so stupid, but if you loaned me back that money, I swear I'd pay you back, I'm a medical student and as soon as I'm a doctor I'll be able to pay you back...I promise". Mike just kinda smiled and said, "Thats a pretty big risk for me, what if you never graduate? What if you just decide not to pay me? How do I know you'll honor you debt Steve?" I wasn't sure how to convince him, so I pretty much just begged, "Please Mike, I'll do anything for this money back, I'll pay you plus interest. If I don't get this money back, my career is over, please Mike, I swear I'll pay you back!". Mike just thought about it for awhile, then he just stood there looking me over. I started to feel alittle uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me. "Tell you what Steve, I'll loan you the $30,000 back, but only if you agree to my conditions. At the end of every semester you're gonna have to make an interest payment, kind of a good faith payment so I know I'm getting something back from you." I was overwhelmed with joy!! "You bet, Mike. It's a deal. I'll make a payment every semester, and when I graduate I can pay you off really quick". Mike smiled and said, "great, I'll give you your money back at the end of the weekend, until then I'll need that interest payment from you." I replied, "Well, I can't pay you any money right now, I lost everything to you at the poker game." Mike said, "Steve, your interest payments won't be money, they're going to be payed in labor." Not really understanding what he meant, I asked him what kind of labor. What he said next shocked me to the core, "Well Steve, I want you to get down on your knees and suck my cock." I was speechless, I didn't know how to respond. Mike continued, "I want to make sure you're serious about honoring your debt, so you're going to suck my cock before you leave this room or the deal is off." I finally managed to speak, "No fucking way, I'm not gay Mike!!". Mike just kinda chuckled and said, "You're missing the point Steve, I am gay, and I want you to suck my dick or I'm not loaning you any money." I just turned around and started for the door when he said, "Pretty stupid Steve, screwing up your whole life over something as stupid as a blow job." I had my hand on the doorknob, but just stopped. All I could think about was how much trouble I was gonna be in if I went back with no money. How would I tell my family that their Harvard son blew it all in a poker game. Still facing the door I asked, "You'll really loan me the money back?" Mike replied with a smile, "Of course I will, and no one back at your school needs to know about our deal, I promise. Hell, if you might even like it." Like it!! No chance, but I slowly came to the realization that this was my only way out. I'll suck this guys cock and everything will be ok. As if he realized what I was thinking, he walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder and turned me around. I could barely look him in the eyes, but I said "ok". He put his hand under my chin, raised my face up alittle and said, "Don't worry Steve, just do everything I tell you and this is going to work out fine for both of us."
He then led me to the center of the room and in a gentle but firm voice said, "Get on your knees." When I was on my knees, he slowly started taking off his cloths in front of me. When he got everything off except his underwear, I saw his body for the first time. He was one of those lucky guys blesses with a tight swimmers build. I remember thinking to myself, "at least he's not a fat slob". He then began to slowly lower his underwear, it was obvious he was loving the anticipation of the whole thing. Watching this 100% straight guy on his knees, waiting to suck his first cock. When he took them all the way off, he exposed his semi-erect dick, which was already about 7inches long. He walked to me, placing his cock inches from my mouth. He then put his hand on the back of my head and slowly pushed my mouth to his cock. "Take my cock in your mouth Steve." I was so humiliated and scared at the same time. I just closed my eyes, and slowly moved my head forward. I felt the head of his dick begin to push on my lips, I opened my mouth slightly and felt it slid into my mouth. I tried to pull back, but Mike firmly pushed my mouth further down his shaft. "There you go Steve, take all my cock buddy". Once he got it all in my mouth he told me to start working his shaft. I started to move my head up and down on his cock, doing my best not to gag. I could feel his warm cock swelling up in my mouth, growing to its full size. I put my hands on his hips, and kept working my mouth over his cock. After a few minutes of this he grabbed both sides of my head and started to slowly fuck my mouth. Gyrating his hips, sliding his shaft in and out of my lips. This went of for what seemed like forever, he'd fuck my face for awhile, then stop and have me do all the work for awhile, but then he started driving his cock into my mouth with increased speed, and started really breathing heavy....I knew what was coming. Suddenly he grabbed a fist full of hair from the back of my head and pulled his cock out tell just the head was in my mouth, thats when I felt hot cum starting to hit the back of my throat!!! I tried to pull back, but he held me there while he filled my mouth full of cum. When the last bit of cum hit my tounge, he stepped back and just looked at his Harvard boy, there on his knees with cum dripping out the corners of his mouth. I didn't know how to feel, I was humiliated, but what really confused me was the raging hardon I ihad.
I stood up and asked, "Can I have my money now?". "Hell no" replied Mike. One blow job isn't gonna get you $30,000, I said you'd get your money at the end of the weekend, its Friday night, you'll get your money Sunday. That is if you keep your end of the bargain." I begged him, "please Mike, please just give me the money, I promise I'll pay you back" He replied, "I know you'll pay me back, I just want to make sure I get plenty of that "interest", now quit fucking whinning and go back to your room. I'll see you tomorrow morning at 10am sharp, meet me downstairs in the lobby" Trying to hide my shame, I whipped the cum from my mouth and headed for the door, I knew I had no choice but to do as he said. Just before going out the door, Mike said, "Oh Steve, you did a pretty good job sucking your first cock today, but when I'd done with you you're gonna be a fucking pro, and don't forget, 10am tomorrow, be there. goodnight buddy"