The starter told me, when I checked in, that I would be playing with a new member, this morning. He told me his name was Jenkins, Sam and he would meet me on the first tee. I nodded and went into the clubhouse to change. I noticed a man in the locker room that I had never seen before but didn’t pay too much attention to him as I tied my shoes and headed out to the practice area. After warming up, I picked up my bag and with about 5 minutes to spare, arrived on the first tee. The man that I had seen in the locker room was already there and came over and introduced himself.
“Hi, I’m Sam Jenkins,” he said, extending his hand. I took it and introduced myself. “Beautiful day for golf, isn’t it,” he continued. “This is my first time playing here and I hope you’ll give me some help in managing the course.” “There are some tricky areas,” I said. “I’ll let you know about them when we get to them.”
We teed off and headed down the first fairway. We talked as we walked to our balls to hit our second shots. He was new in town and had just joined the club, mainly for business reasons but also because he loved the game and played it whenever he could. By the fifth hole, I pretty well knew his whole life story as he didn’t stop talking between shots. I was getting a little upset as his continuous chatter and by the ninth hole, I was ready to pack it in. As we waited on the tenth tee for the group ahead of us to get out of range, Sam turned to me and offered me a challenge.
He looked around to see if anyone could hear him and then, because we were standing off to the side of the tee, he seemed satisfied that no one would hear him. Still in almost a whisper, he said, “Since it looks like we’re fairly evenly matched, how about a wager for the back nine?” I looked at him and thought, I’d get my chance to maybe stifle his chatter, once and for all. “Sure, what did you have in mind?” I asked. “Well,” he started, quickly looking around again, “How about if we play suck your cock?”
I had played golf for many years and had never heard of this game. “How does that one go?” I asked him hesitantly. “It’s easy,’ he said. “We play for each other’s cock. If you beat me by more than two holes, I have to suck your cock. If I beat you by the same margin, then you have to suck mine. If it’s three holes of more, the winner gets to fuck the other.”
I was taken back by this but I also had a feeling in my groin that I hadn’t had for a while. My cock started to rise and when he looked at me, waiting for my answer, he looked down at my crotch. “You don’t have to say a thing,” he said. “I can see that you’re ready.” I must have blushed as he laughed a little and gave my arm a quick squeeze. “Ok, let’s play,” he said, heading for the tee. I watched him tee off and then it was my turn. I hit a terrible shot and he laughed again. “This should be an interesting nine,’ he said, after watching my ball disappear into the trees.
I lost the first hole but won the next two. I noticed his chatter had stopped and he was really focusing on his game as the holes went by. By the 18th, I was two down to him and I didn’t want to lose the third. I needed to win the last hole and I concentrated on hitting what I thought were good shots. It was to no avail as I lost the final hole and as we were walking back to the locker room, he asked me, “When would you like to get together?” My head was spinning and I didn’t really know what I wanted to do. “Maybe later in the week,” I answered.