Work requires me to head down to Altantic City every couple of months, and there's this one casino I like to hang at the bar and watch all the gambling action and look at all the people pissing all their money away. There's so much they could do with that fuckin' cash, and they spend it on a couple of playing cards. I said this to a dude sitting next to me, Jan, a German guy with this thick German accent and these really angular, strong features. Jorge works as a dealer at the blackjack table here, and I've been speaking with him for a while now. Jorge is five-foot-eleven and you can tell he has a muscled bod underneath his clothes. And his cute pants show off this Horny , tight ass. He lives in the Hornyel, on a low floor, and suggests we go to his place for another drink.

So we go up to his room and its decorated with your basic Hornyel furniture, only he's got all these cool German paintings on the walls. They were his, he paints in his spare time. I see a picture of this girl on his nightstand and I ask, "Who's the chick?" and Jorge says, "My old girlfriend." Oh, fuck, I thought. He's straight!

Then he says he's got to take a shower and that's there's beer in fridge. So I say, "Yeah." So now I have GOT to see this guy's body and he leaves the bathroom door open a crack. I open a beer and peek in the bathroom as he undresses. He has a body to die for. Not an ounce of fat on him. Totally build arms, chest, legs and MAN WHAT AN ASS!! It looked like it was carved out of stone. I couldn't get a look at the package, though. And then he saw me!

"What are you doing?" He says. I just laugh and say, "Dude, I wanted to see if it's true about Germans. If they're really hung." He just laughs and gets in the shower.

So now I have blue balls and I really want to have sex with Jorge! But I can't figure him out! Fucking Europeans are so hard to read!

I turned on the TV and sat on the end of the bed. After a bit I heard the water shut off and Jorge came out into the room wearing just the Hornyel towel around his waist. He stood in front of me and said, "stand up." I did.

He turned me around to face the wall and surprised me by kissing my neck and taking off my suit jacket, and then my tie. Then he reached his hands around my chest and unbuttoned my shirt, button by button. I shivered as his forearms brushed against my nipples and tickled under my arms.

"Don't turn around," he said, as he took off my shirt and undershirt.

Sweat began rolling down the back of my neck. Jorge was licking and kissing my back. He slid his tongue up my spine, catching and licking off the streams of sweat. His warm, wet breath alerted my skin just before his mouth reached a new spot on my body. Each time I felt his breath I knew his lips would follow soon after. He kept working my back with his mouth while undressing me with his hands. Before I knew it, he'd undone my belt and taken down my pants.

My underwear was next to go. My stiff erection pointed straight up, extending past my belly button, bouncing against my hairless belly. I could feel Jorges warm face get lower and lower on my body, his warm, wet breath still touching my skin a moment before his lips arrived. Now he was at my ass crack, breathing his breath between my ass cheeks. Knowing what was coming next, I started to pant.

He worked his wet mouth gently between my cheeks, leisurely exploring until he found my asshole. He licked it gently at first, soft and slow. Then his tongue got more aggressive. His chin was scratching my ass cheeks with five o'clock shadow. I loved it! Wet on the inside, rough on the outside. Pretty soon, his tongue had found its way into my butthole. He moved it like an expert, giving little flicks to the rim as he went in and out. My ass was twitching in delight, and I was panting even harder.

Jorge stood up and pressed his body against mine. His warm chest was solid, but soft against my back. His big dick was anything but soft. It throbbed, hard as a rock! I felt his spongy mushroom head slide between my thighs, which were by now covered in sweat. His dick was Horny between my sweaty legs. He began to thrust it forward and backward between my thighs, fucking my legs.

I wanted that dick inside me. I wanted to taste that mushroom head with my mouth. I wanted to feel it going up my ass. He had me so turned on I couldn't speak, but if I could I would have told him to stop ignoring my hungry, twitching asshole. He was teasing me with his dickhead. He used one hand to grab his dick at the base. Then he moved it around in the space between my legs, poking and prodding different places with that mammoth, bulbous head. He whipped his dick out from between my legs and ran it along the sides of my buttcheeks. He rubbed it across the small of my back. The torture was unbearable, and I wanted to have that dick in my mouth, so I started to turn around. Jorge took his other hand and put it on my shoulder to hold me against the wall. I tried to turn around again.

"Don't turn around."

"I want to see it." I wanted to see it on a direct path to my mouth! "Can't I turn around?"

"Sure, but then I won't keep doing this."

"No!"

"Then don't turn around."

"Okay."

"Can I trust you?"

"I'm not sure."

"Then let's do this." He rolled his shorts up and tied them around my head to blindfold me. I could smell the aroma of his balls on the fabric. It smelled like apricots. Then he tied my wrists with the belt and my feet with the tie. He asked, in a sweet voice, "That too tight?"

"No," I answered, "But I hope you're planning on undoing the knots when we're done."

He laughed and then swung around to my front. He put his hands on me and knelt down. His warm, soft, big hands were holding my ass, and then his mouth took my entire cock in one gulp. I almost spurted my load right then!

He must have sensed it, because he stayed still, my bone all the way down his throat, until I stopped panting. That took awhile, because his mouth was so warm and wet. Once I'd calmed down a little, Jorge began to piston his mouth on my cock, up and down, up and down. Every ten seconds or so, he'd come to a complete stop, either with my bone all the way down his throat, or with his mouth just an inch away from my cockhead. I could tell how close his mouth was because I felt his warm breath.

After teasing me like this for awhile, he worked his hands around to my asshole. Needless to say, it was wet and ready for action. His fingers slid easily in and out of my crack. At the same time, his mouth was working my joint. I was ready to shoot my load.

"Fuck me!" I shouted. "Fuck me before I explode!" And before I even finished delivering my demand, he delivered himself to my back door. I heard the snap of latex, and two seconds later, he rammed that massive cock up my asshole. Under any other circumstances, it would have taken a moment for me to open up, but I was so Horny and willing I took him in all at once. His cock was Horny and hard in my wet, juicy asshole. I started moaning. He rode me hard, holding my ass in both hands and jamming his dick swiftly and deeply up my hole.

I didn't know how much longer I could hold out. The beautiful, big head of his dick found and tickled every inch of my hole. I was so turned on I started to see stars. Thank God I had the wall to hold onto, or I would have fallen down. He fucked me mercilessly, slipping up and down the walls of my asshole while tonguing the back of my neck.

I felt like a bucking bronco. He kept plowing deep into my asshole, riding me, taming me, not letting up for a moment. I could feel the deep twitching of my ass as the thrusting brought me closer and closer to orgasm. His own twitching added an extra beat to his thrusting, as he, too, got ready to blow. Suddenly, I couldn't hold on any longer. I blasted my load in six big spurts, each spurt bigger than the one before it. I was so busy getting off on my own climax that I didn't notice Jorge had pulled his dick out of my ass and come around between me and the wall. With one hand on my shoulder, I heard him slip off his condom. The he came like a rhino. Spurt after spurt hit my chest, my shoulders, my neck. One glob even reached my face.

Jorge untied me and took off my blindfold. There, on the wall in front of me, was a pattern of jizz from my cock: six big blobs. The blobs of cum from Jorge's dick were all over me. I managed to wipe up most of his cum with my T-shirt, which I then flung over the dresser before I got dressed.

But I still wanted to see his package! I told him it wasn't fair that I couldn't get even a look at his meat. "Next time," Jorge said, smiling.

You know I'm going to take him up on it!