A Poer Game of Seduction

Quick side note:

Though you don't necessarily need to read the first part to enjoy this one, it might add a bit more context.

For those who are new here, here is a quick recap of what happened in part 1:

Six friends play poker and the prize is a girl. While the winner enjoys the prize in the adjacent room, the others are having some fun on their own. In this part, it's about Wyatt and Chase.

Have fun reading, I hope you enjoy it!

Strip the Deck: Wild Card Desire

"Well, that was a close one," Wyatt said when the door slammed shut behind Adam.

"Wyatt," Chase growled. "You and that smart mouth of yours are practically begging to get a good stuffing." He felt Sienna's hand on his upper thigh.

"Go ahead, honey. I feel like he needs it more than I do," she murmured into his ear, just loud enough for Wyatt to hear it.

"Excuse me, what?" Wyatt stammered and his eyes grew big. He would admit that he had fantasised about Chase - after all he was fucking handsome, yet intimidating - but he never knew that he swung for both teams as well. "Are you really giving up your lap dog for tonight?" He asked in a weak attempt to sound composed and cocky.

"Enough talking, Wyatt," Chase said as he made his way over to Wyatt. When he reached him, he placed both his hands firmly on Wyatts shoulder and leaned in. "Do as I say. For tonight, I've had enough of your games. And don't think I didn't realise that you cheated before." With that he grabbed Wyatts arm and pulled him out of his chair. "Ladies," he said in goodbye as he manoeuvred Wyatt to a separate room on the other side.

"Should we be concerned for Wyatt's health?" Kaiden asked in a slightly mocking undertone.

"No, Chase is all mean words and dominance, but he would never overstep someone's boundaries. Plus, I am a hundred percent sure that Wyatt was playing at this outcome with every single one of his jibes," Sienna said matter-of-factly.

"So, are we just going to sit around, while they are having fun?" Keira asked and leaned back provocatively in her chair.

"Of course we won't," Sienna said and gave Keira a knowing look.

"I don't like that non-verbal communication thing you got going on," Kaiden laughed nervously. "What is going on between you?"

Keira gave a short nod and they both stood up at the same time and grabbed Kaiden's arm.

"We are going to have some fun as well," they said and pulled him onto the table.

The second they entered the room Chase gave Wyatt a shove that pushed him onto the couch that stood in the middle of the room.

"What the fuck, Chase?" Wyatt snapped as he tried to stand up again.

"Sit," came Chase's barked order and Wyatt remained in his spot.

Chase could be so freaking dominant, if he wanted to. And it would turn Wyatt on, if he wasn't a little afraid of him at the same time. Chase stepped closer to the couch and his crotch was on Wyatt's eye level.

"Your safe words are 'Yellow' and 'Red', understood?" Chase said, patiently waiting for Wyatt's response.

Wow

, Wyatt thought,

he is serious about this.

"Yes," he mumbled, slightly relaxing.

"Yes what?" Chase raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, sir?" Wyatt said and it sounded more like a question than a statement, but Chase seemed satisfied.

"Very good. Now, make yourself useful and open my belt," Chase ordered and Wyatt obeyed after a small hesitation.

He had never been this close to him and he felt a thrilling excitement run through his veins. From the bulge in Chase's pants, he was already excited as well. Wyatt quickly undid the belt and then sat still, waiting for more orders to come. Instead, Chase pulled the belt from his pants and laid it onto the couch next to Wyatt.

"We will still need that," he explained and a shiver ran down Wyatt's spine. "Get down on your knees and open your mouth."

Chase opened the zipper of his pants and pulled it down, freeing his massive erection. If Wyatt's mouth hadn't been open already, it would probably have dropped right about now. Chase's hand gripped his own erection firmly and stroked it a few times, before grabbing Wyatt's head and pulling him forward, pushing his erection deep into his throat.

"I told you your smart mouth needed a good stuffing," he said, as Wyatt started retching at the intrusion, but Chase didn't stop.

He fucked Wyatt's mouth hard and fast, until tears started to pool in Wyatt's eyes. His hardened cock pushed past Wyatt's teeth and deep into his throat, closing delightfully around his erection.

When Wyatt's face reddened, he let go of him and Wyatt started coughing and gasping for air. Leaning forward until he was on all fours, Wyatt tried to get as much air as possible back into his aching lungs. After he had calmed down a few seconds later, Chase grabbed his chin and pulled him up to his knees again.

"That's for all the smart-ass comments I had to endure today," he said in a low voice. "Anything to say?"

"No sir," Wyatt croaked weakly.

He had known that it was a risky business to provoke Chase the entire evening and he had expected some sort of retaliation. But he admitted, he had never thought that the retaliation would include sex of any sort.

"Get up then," Chase said and helped Wyatt to his feet.

He grabbed the waistband of Wyatt's pants, swiftly opened it and pulled it down. Wyatt's erection was clearly visible in his short.

"Get undressed," Chase ordered as he opened his own button-up shirt, revealing his strong chest and toned muscles. Wyatt could hardly take his eyes off him but still did as he was told. "Now turn around," he said and Wyatt cursed silently.

But his disappointment of not being able to see the half-naked Chase vanished, when he felt his strong hand grip his cock from behind. He had to use the backrest of the sofa for support to stay upright. A moan slipped from his throat when Chase started pumping his erection even harder. But he almost completely lost it, when he felt his fingers move up between his butt cheeks and begin circling his anus.

"Fuck, Chase," he groaned out loud, when Chase slowly pushed in one finger into his tight ass.

"It's 'sir' for you, Wyatt," Chase hissed and let go of him.

Wyatt moaned in frustration at the sudden lack of contact, but winced and cried out in pain, when the hard leather of the belt suddenly struck his behind. It wasn't a very hard blow, but the leather still bit and he felt the strip of skin burn under the impact.

"Count out loud, Wyatt. You get five more for cheating at poker."

"One," Wyatt said, still recovering from his shock. "Two," he grunted, when the belt hit him again. This time on his other cheek. "Three," he gasped as an evenly placed blow hit both his cheeks. His sore behind grew more sensitive. "Four," he cried out loud. It fucking hurt, but his erection was as hard as ever. "Five!" The last blow was the hardest and he fell forward onto the couch, grasping the backrest and breathing heavily.

"Do not ever try to cheat again, do you hear me?" Chase's dark voice sounded directly behind him.

"Yes sir," he croaked when Chase tangled his fingers into his hair and slightly pulled back his head.

He felt Chase's strong, naked body press against his back and the moment he took him into his hand again, the pain in his behind was almost completely forgotten. The grip on his hair loosened and he heard the faint click of a bottle. Only a second later, he felt the cold lube run down between his sore cheeks.

Chase's hand continued to stroke him, while he slowly started rubbing his dick up and down between Wyatt's cheeks with the other, spreading the lube evenly.

"Damn, you already feel good and I am not even inside you yet," Chase hissed under his breath.

"Then fuck me already," Wyatt pleaded. He desperately wanted to feel Chase inside him.

"As you wish," Chase agreed and positioned himself right at his rosebud.

Slowly and steadily, he pushed against the soft tissue and felt how Wyatt's anus widened, taking him in a little more with every push. His tight ass opened under the pressure and Wyatt groaned in pleasure. The mushroom head of his cock was not fully engulfed yet and the widest part of his throbbing cock continued to stretch Wyatt's hole.

"Ahhh, fuck, Chase. You're going to rip me apart," Wyatt grunted in a pained sob, but his erection still kept on pulsating in Chase's hand.

"Just a little more," Chase panted and kept on pushing against Wyatt's tight ass, feeling how it opened wider and wider to accommodate him.

"Fuuuuck," a loud moan tore from both their throats as Wyatt's tight ring opened enough to accept Chase's cock. He slowly pushed his erection in deeper, filling Wyatt fully and pushing against his tight inner walls.

When Chase's hips came into contact with Wyatt's sore butt, he allowed him a second to rest, before starting to slowly slide his cock in and out of Wyatt's rectum. He felt how Wyatt's anus welcomed him deeper and he picked up the pace.

Wyatt's moans and cries of pleasure fuelled his lust and soon he was pounding hard into him. With every thrust he pushed in deeper, stretching Wyatt's ass wider and making him grunt.

Wyatt's tight walls gripped his penis so perfectly, it felt so fucking amazing. He grabbed his hips with both hands and continued thrusting into him in a steady pace. His breath quickening.

"Fuck, Wyatt, I am about to come," he groaned, relentlessly pounding against Wyatt's cheeks.

Another cry of pleasure made its way up Wyatt's throat and pushed Chase over the edge. He pumped his cum into Wyatt's tight ass and shook slightly after his orgasm died down. But he wasn't done with Wyatt yet.

Remaining in his position he grabbed Wyatt's rock-hard cock and continued to push him closer and closer to his release, paying close attention to Wyatt's breathing and spasms. And just when he could feel how the orgasm built inside Wyatt, he stopped moving.

Wyatt's frustrated cry at the sudden lack of friction echoed through the room and he desperately tried to buck his hips to regain some of it, but Chase held him tight. He poured himself all over the couch without the sweet relief orgasms normally brought with them. Unsatisfied and breathing heavily, he sank back against Chase's chest.

"You.Fucking.Asshole," he breathed through gritted teeth. "Nothing in this entire world justifies ruining an orgasm."

"Well, see it as a lesson learned," Chase said unfazed and slowly pulled his cock out, making Wyatt grunt once more. "Next time your smart mouth is about to get the better of you, remember how unsatisfied you are right now. And if you behave, I will make it worthwhile."

"Chase, you owe me an orgasm - and it better be the fucking best one of my life."

What are the others up to, you wonder? Stay tuned for the continuation.