Josh broke his personal record for getting dressed, and he walked out the door. Before he went out, I could see Rudi taking Tim's pants, exposing his huge cock. Josh wanted to look closer, and studied his friend's dick. Josh didn't know what's wrong with him, he was craving men all day, first Rudi, now Tim, he was going to get married to his beautiful fiancée in a month, and he was here looking at dicks. Maybe it was just him starving for sex, Bea and him hadn't done it in a while, they were both extremely busy, and Bea said she wanted their night to be special, whatever that meant.
Josh hastily went out, he took out his phone to find a map, before noticing a message. It was from Jack, he messaged him 15 minutes ago, when he was in the hot tub.
"I need help. Tropica casino." That was it, the whole message, but Josh knew what was going on. This wasn't his first rodeo, Jack had asked him for help like this before, sometimes he needed a ride, most times he needed money. Jack was a gambling addict, he would gamble all his tips and money from his bartending job, and when he was out of money, he would call for help. Josh never lent him any money, but he would always be there to pick him up. Josh had a new mission, he was relieved that he had to be out for longer, and he would have Jack by his side, less likely to lose control.
When Josh arrived at Tropica, he messaged Jack to ask where he was. It didn't take long for Jack to reply. "Room 32B, just walk in." Josh was confused, why would Jack be up there? But it didn't matter, Josh was here to pick Jack up, so he took the elevator to the 32 floor. It didn't take Josh long to find 32B, it was right next to the elevator, and the door was not locked. Josh pushed open the door and entered the penthouse. The room was big, and there was no one around.
Josh quietly sneaked around, he wanted to find Jack, but he was worried that he was in the wrong place. Why would Jack be in a fancy penthouse like this? There was no way he could afford it, even for a day. He wandered around until he heard some noise, it came from another room, with a door ajar. Josh took a peak, and he found Jack, with three other men inside, all of them were naked.
Jack was out of luck, blackjack was not his friend today, and he lost all of his money to this man sitting next to him. The man probably didn't need the money, he was around 50, wearing a fancy suit, an expensive watch, his blonde hair slicked back, a stereotypical white rich businessman look. Jack couldn't help but compare himself to the man, he had to give the man credit for his build, he was in great shape for an older man, and he was good looking as well, with a blonde trimmed beard, Jack would assume he was from somewhere in Europe. Jack was younger at 27, he would say he was better looking than the man, he was proud of that, and where most of his money came from. At the bar, he would turn head whenever he was serving drinks, and people tended to leave better tips, and sometimes more. He loved the attention, and he loved sex, he couldn't count how many times people stayed until his shift ended to have sex with him, and that meant more drinks and tips as well.
Jack texted Josh for help, after seeing Rudi's message, he wanted to be there for Josh, it was his party after all, but he had no money to call a ride back to the place. He was waiting in the lobby until someone grabbed his shoulder. Jack turned around, it was the man from blackjack, the one who got all his money.
"Hey kid, getting out already?" The man asked, his hand still held firm. He had an accent, Jack couldn't tell, probably somewhere from the nordic region.
"Yeah, it's my cousin's bachelor party, I have to be there. And I'm out of money, thanks to you." Jack said. He was hoping maybe the man would be kind enough to give him back some of the money.
"Oh is that so, me and my friends are holding a private poker game, if you are interested, you can join. No money needed, just a few of us having fun." The man offered.
"Umm I'd love to join, I love poker, but my cousin is coming, he's picking me up." Jack replied. He could barely resist the urge, he loved poker, and he always wanted to join one of these private games, but it was always high stakes, not for a poor bartender like him.
"Oh don't worry, he can join too if he wants, just come with me, let's have a good time." The man said, still grabbing Jack's shoulder and leading him to the elevator. Jack didn't resist, if he was going to be honest with himself, he always knew he couldn't resist a fun poker game. They reached the 32 floor and the man opened the door leading to 32B. Jack couldn't stop looking around, it was the first time he entered a penthouse, and it looked bigger than he imagined. There was a huge space with a big couch and table in the middle of the room, a bar next to it, doors leading to two bedrooms, a bathroom and another room with a table in the middle, the gambling room.
There was already someone in the room sitting around the table. A bald man with thick black beard, around 40s, wearing a leather jacket, and an older man, probably in his 60s, with black hair and slightly graying beard, was in the room waiting.
"Marcus, who's that kid?" The bald man asked Marcus, the blonde gentleman.
"Andrew is not coming today, I found this kid on the floor." Marcus explained, and proceeded to introduce everyone in the room to me.
"This is Boris, he's Russian, my good friend." Marcus pointed me to the bald man. Boris had a rugged looking face, and a massive body, he looked muscular with a small belly.
"This is Tony, he's from Italy, we met a long time ago, and he taught me a few things." Marcus looked at the older man. Tony was in good shape as well, his muscles filled up his shirt, and he looked stylish with his blazer on.
"And I'm Marcus, I'm from Sweden. I love gambling, and it's always fun to do it with friends, so we meet up here every year." Marcus said, and watched me intently, waiting for me to open my mouth.
"I'm Jack, I'm here for my cousin's bachelor party. Marcus said he could join later, is that right? I don't want to blow him off on his special week." Jack introduced himself. He knew Josh was coming, and he didn't want him to wait, he wanted Josh to have a fun day as well.
"Sure, if he wants to join. Now let's sit down, and I'll explain the rules." Marcus gestured for Jack to sit down, "So rules are simple, if you lose a hand, the winner will own something you pick on your body. You can only get it back by owning something similar of the owner, and trading it back. Is that clear?"
Jack understood immediately, it was strip poker. Jack looked at all the men in the room, he suddenly realized all of them were better dressed than him. He was only wearing a tight shirt and jeans, with his sneaker on. It'll not take long for him to lose all of his clothes. But he wanted to see these men naked, they were all good looking, and Jack hoped that something more than just stripping could happen. Jack was not straight, although he's mostly attracted to women, he wouldn't mind having sex with a man, and he had done plenty of that. Both men and women would flirt with him at the bar, and he would happily take anyone home with him. And now sitting in front of three good looking men, he knew he's going to have a good time.
I didn't take long for them to become shirtless, except Marcus. Marcus was a skilled poker player, and he had a lot of clothing to lose. He still had his dress shirt on when Boris took off his shirt, revealing his hairy body. His pecs were massive, Jack could barely notice his nipples buried in his hair, he had a small belly, but you could faintly see the muscle underneath the fat. Tony was also shirtless, his blazer was long gone, now belonged to Marcus. Tony had a great body for his age, he clearly had a great body when he was younger, a little bit out of shape but didn't look bad at all. He had a hairy chest, his hair was turning gray. And for Jack, he was only in his boxer, exposing his great physique to the older men. He was muscular, he enjoyed working out, and the admiration from people wanting his body. He wasn't hairy, only a small patch of dirty blonde hair in the middle of his chest, and a thin treasure trail on his abs. Jack wished he could grow more hair, he tried growing a full beard but he couldn't, and now he was rocking a goatee.
"Fuck. "Another round passed, and Jack lost. He had to lose his boxer to Boris. He nervously stood up and slowly slid down his boxer. All three men were watching, looking up and down Jack's body. Jack knew he had an amazing body, perfectly fit and muscular, and above average cock. He was familiar with people, men and women, staring at him at work, imagining stripping him down and having sex with him, and he fulfilled those fantasies many times, but this felt different. This wasn't just some one night stand with random strangers, purely for sexual release, this felt more erotic, more sexual tension. He was giving a live strip show for the three older men in front of him, who were all in different levels of undress. Jack could feel his dick stirring, he could see the men lowered their hands, possibly touching themselves under the table.
