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Chapter 20 of 21.
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Author: T. H. Barker (Thinking Horndog)
Title: The Gambling Debt
Part: 20 of 21
Universe: The Gambling Debt
Summary: Tony Tomaselli owes his bookie a large amount of money -- and Crazy
Joe Scalese isn't one to sit on his hands and wait for his debtors to show up
with cash!  Leg-breaking tends to be counter-productive, so Crazy Joe
implements an experimental plan that involves not only Tony, but his wife
Gina and their two children!

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The Gambling Debt

Chapter 20

	"We're done here," Crazy Joe announced.  "Frank, you can take Regina
to your usual suite.  I'm taking Maria to mine."  He eyed Tony.  "Michelle
ought to be wandering around here, somewhere -- have her put you up."  Waving
Tony's naked daughter before him, he made to leave the room.

	Maria went to her father and offered her lips for a kiss, "G'night,
Poppa."  Tony bent to take it on the cheek automatically, but muttered,
"Maria..."

	"Don't," Maria replied.  "You heard Joseph.  I'm his woman.  I WANT
it that way.  Just leave it alone..."  She turned and held her hand out to
Crazy Joe and they left the room, hand in hand.

	Frankowski shrugged.  "Sucks to be you, I guess.  Regina?"  The pair
left Tony standing there in the game room, alone.

                       ----------------------------------

	Jerome was knelt up over Robert, who was flat on his back on the bed
in Jerome's room.  "Tonight, you learn how the other half lives," Jerome had
told Robert as they entered the room.  Jerome was sucking Robert's cock --
and making it absolutely incredible!  As for Doris...

	"Do you know what a rim job is?" Jerome had asked her.

	"No, Jerome," Doris replied meekly.

	"You stick your tongue up my ass," Jerome explained, "and make sure I
enjoy it.  Sometime tonight, I'm gonna slide ten inches of black dick in you
-- and you're gonna love it -- so you need to make a little down payment on
the return end."

	"Yes, Jerome!"  That put Doris behind Jerome, with her face in his
ass and her tongue toying with his bung while she gently jacked that python
between his legs and occasionally rolled his big balls between her fingers.
For Doris, there was something hypnotic about the big, hard-muscled black
pimp; she couldn't say no to him -- and didn't want to!  The monster between
his legs merely cemented things for her.  Milking it, she knew she wanted it
-- and wanted its hard, uncompromising owner.  Bobby was young and energetic
and fun, but Jerome owned women -- and treated them like he owned them -- and
Doris wanted that.

	Robert understood what was going on -- this was Jerome's big play.
Robert had given Jerome precious gifts -- and it was irrelevant that Jerome
had paid Crazy Joe for them, because Robert had been generous and willing.
Now, Jerome wanted to return the favor -- starting with his very best
blowjob.

	Problem was, Robert had gotten a blowjob and a fuck and needed
recharge time -- and Jerome did, too, frankly.  So Robert said, "Let's wait a
little bit.  Come up here..."  And he offered his lips so that Jerome
wouldn't think he was being spurned.

	That took Jerome's ass away from Doris, too, leaving her wondering
what to do.  Jerome was going to direct her to take Bobby's other side on the
bed, but Bobby waved her to Jerome's far side instead, so Doris shoved her
head under Jerome's right armpit and surfaced in a position that allowed her
to suck in his right nipple -- which turned out to be VERY sensitive!  That
got her cuddled against him while Robert -- Bobby -- worked from above,
kissing him without reservation.  This wasn't so much sex as it was romance
-- and Jerome, chronically lonely, ate it up!  They went at it for hours
before finally cuddling up and going to sleep, Bobby sometimes throwing Doris
a bone, but concentrating primarily on Jerome.  After a while, Jerome started
throwing Doris the occasional bone, too.  They drifted off wrapped around one
another.

	Regina and Frank represented the other end of the scale.  Regina
stretched Frank out on the bed and sucked him to life, then rode him like a
pogo stick, cowgirl, screaming out joyous orgasms until she was exhausted.
Frank, having had a blowjob and a piece of Gina, was in no hurry to cum, and
began to worry that he was going to be beaten to death by the pubic bone of
his young rider -- but when she finally tired, he rolled her over and took
the top side, finishing in her once he had control over things.  At that
point, he rolled off her, pulled her against him, and the pair of them
surrendered to sleep.

                       ----------------------------------

	Crazy Joe, however, had his work cut out for him.  Maria had gotten
NOTHING -- and she was in no mood to settle for that!  When he tried to just
cuddle her, Maria popped up and said, "Joseph, you promised!  We're going to
do SOMETHING tonight -- if it's just what we did LAST time!  But I really
want more.  We talked about my butt..."

	Gina, who had dropped out of 'the mood' and was again a wife and
mother, heard her daughter's voice and was instantly concerned.  Maria was
unhappy about something -- maybe Crazy Joe was forcing himself on her!  They
had to be right next door...  There was a connecting door; quietly, she
turned the knob...

	"I don't think so, Sweetheart -- you aren't ready.  I'M not ready for
that.  Can't we just relax and be with each other?" Crazy Joe all but whined.

	"Joseph!  I know you love me and you don't want to hurt me -- but you
PROMISED!  That's how I got through all that downstairs, knowing that you
would bring me up here and love me!" Maria insisted.  She started pulling off
the nightgown she'd thrown on after the pool party was over.

	"But Sweetheart...!"  Crazy Joe tried, but Maria shut him up by
sticking a spiky nipple atop a puffy areola in his mouth.  Joe subsided and
started rubbing her back and flanks, sucking the succulent morsel.

	"Mmmmm!" Maria purred.  "I love that!  How about if we suck each
other?  Is that okay?"

	"Okay."  Joe's voice was muffled.

	"Take your shorts off..."

	Gina closed the door on the couple.  Clearly, Maria was driving --
and just as clearly, Crazy Joe was infatuated.  It couldn't last -- could it?
But for now, they were lovers...  Crazy Joe wasn't hurting Maria any...  Gina
sighed.  'Maybe she's just a slut like her mama,' she thought.  She climbed
back into bed and went to sleep listening to the muffled sounds of consensual
sex play in the next room.

	Maria was across the bed, her left nipple still between Crazy Joe's
lips as she jacked his cock.  Mama had loved it...  It looked and felt wiry
behind the plush head -- strong, like Joe.  She couldn't wait to taste it,
but Joe was busy with her nipple and he was rubbing her pussy with three
fingers and the pleasure suffusing her pinned her in place, so she jacked it
and rubbed the gooey drippings that oozed from the tip over the soft tip with
her thumb.  She jumped and quivered under Joe's fingers -- and Joe did the
same under hers, grunting and moaning into her chest and moving his legs and
flexing himself.  Maria felt it coming, that first rush, followed by a
million warm prickles -- and then she lost control of her body as it thrashed
under the shock waves.

	When she collapsed, Crazy Joe tried to move her but she refused to
release his cock and started sliding down his torso to get at it.  Joe picked
her up bodily and rotated her to bring the succulent flesh of her girlhood to
bear.  It was enough for him to just smell her arousal -- but it wasn't
enough for her, and her tongue whirled around the tip of his member and she
scooted forward to bring her lips to bear.

	For Joe, this was virtual perfection.  He hunched himself so that he
could run his tongue along her pink split, tasting her barely ripened juices
and bringing a moan from her mouth around the tip of his cock.  He backed up
toward the headboard and his piled pillows, carrying her with him atop her,
so he could maintain his position.  Maria pulled her legs up so the headboard
would not be a problem.  The fit wasn't perfect -- for him to be able to
work, all Maria could have was the tip of his cock -- but it was enough.  Joe
teased her love button and her inner lips with his tongue until she squealed
and thrashed and pushed herself away with her legs, then relaxed, rubbing her
clitoris with two fingers while she did her best to swallow his cock -- and
did MORE than enough to cause it to pulse his seed into her waiting mouth.

	And when she was done and he'd emptied himself, he pulled her slight
body back to his face and gave her another orgasm with his lips and tongue,
causing her to whine and gasp and cry out in pleasure as she thrashed and
undulated.

	Sated, Maria rotated herself and settled herself on him and they went
to sleep like that under just a sheet, naked, her body feather-light atop
his.

                       ----------------------------------

	Tony had just gotten off to a sound sleep when a big hand popped him
on the ass.  "What a night!  I'm horny -- how about you?"

	"Huh?"

	"Lemme guess -- Michelle didn't tell you that you had a roommate,"
Hammer Thornton grunted.

	"No..."  Tony, still groggy, tried to gather himself.

	"Well, surprise!  It's your lucky day!  Give us a suck."  Hammer
stuck his cock in Tony's face while reaching into his underwear for his.

	"Wha--?"

	"Just do it.  You do me and I'll do you and it's no big thing.  We
both get off and relieve a little tension and everybody's happy."  Hammer
cupped Tony's head with his other hand.

	Tony could waste time fighting or...  He chose the second option.
Hammer hissed in pleasure as Tony sucked him in and worked Tony's stiffening
shaft gently.

	"I get mine where I can.  Maybe Michelle played a little joke on you,
but you'll be all right," Hammer muttered.  "I got some head from that Hicks
bitch, but that was, like six hours ago.  You take what you can get, you
know?"  Hammer was all matter-of-fact about it.

	Something about Hammer's approach echoed Jerome's.  Man sex was a
relief of the tensions that having blue balls brought about -- without any
emotional complications.  'Okay, fine -- I've done this to less friendly
people...' Tony mused, and started working at it.  Hammer continued to jack
him, right up to the moment he convulsed and started flooding Tony's mouth
with salty seed.  Well, that wasn't new, either -- Tony knew what to do with
it.  Milking Hammer's erection, he swallowed the result; he might never get
used to the flavor, but it wasn't ALWAYS nasty...

	"Good shit!" Hammer grunted.  "Roll over on your back."  Then he
proceeded to fulfill his promise, crawling between Tony's legs and sucking in
his erection.  Hammer was practiced -- and Tony was AMAZED!  Tony gushed like
a teenager after less than a minute's worth of Hammer's lip and tongue action
and the occasional swallow, then Hammer extended things until Tony couldn't
stand the intensity.  "Good, eh?" Hammer chuckled.  "Let's get some sleep."
He got under the covers and settled himself, leaving Tony lying next to him,
trying to figure out which end was up...

                       ----------------------------------

	The last pair down was the first up.  An alarm started blaring and
Tony, having no idea where it was, started floundering.  Someone shut it off,
and Tony cuddled up to...  Hammer?  Tony was used to sharing a bed with
someone -- and habit had betrayed him!  "Oops!"  He backed up, pulling his
morning wood clear of the crack of Hammer's ass.

	"Get a little stiff in the morning, do ya?" Hammer rumbled a chuckle.
"Me, too.  Here, rub a little of this on your dick and slide it in..."  He
handed Tony a bottle.

	Tony was stupefied!  "What?"

	Hammer looked over his shoulder at Tony.  "Yeah, get you some
booty..."  His face changed, becoming sympathetic, "Been on the bottom a lot
lately?"

	"Uh, more like always..." Tony muttered.

	"You never farted around as a kid?" Hammer was surprised.  "Half my
pussy was boy-pussy...  Your woman never gave you no booty?"

	"Somehow, it never came up," Tony said dryly.

	"She ups it now, for sure..."

	"Not to me," Tony grated.  "I don't get anything, now.  We're pretty
much fucked."

	"All the more reason to take what you can get," Hammer rolled up onto
his hands and knees and threw off the covers.  "Of course, I'm gonna want a
piece after -- but I won't be ripping it off..."  He beckoned Tony, "Come
on..."

	Tony succumbed.  It was easy -- Hammer wanted it and he was practiced
and Tony's cock sank into his crinkled anus easily.  It was different than
pussy, but it still worked just fine...

	"Yeah, shit, perfect!" Hammer grunted, "Just long enough to poke my
prostate...  Pump away -- get yours..."  Tony did as he was asked,
concentrating on his own pleasure, since Hammer didn't seem to care.
Hammer's sphincter was so tight -- it was better than the best masturbation
Tony had ever done, if perhaps not as good as pussy.  Tony's cock swelled and
spat into Hammer's colon after only three or four minutes.

	After that, of course, Tony couldn't say no...

	Every time that Tony had been forced to take a cock, it had been just
that -- forced -- and as a result, there had been a lot of negative
dimensions to the situation.  Hammer took his time and talked Tony through
acceptance -- and in the end it really wasn't that bad...  Oh, it hurt,
starting out, and sometimes in process -- but not always, and Hammer's cock
stimulated Tony's prostate, too.  Tony had been embarrassed when that
stimulation had resulted in orgasm during his rapes -- but under Hammer, it
was just pleasure...

	When it was over, Hammer popped him on the ass playfully and said,
"Let's get a shower!" and Tony followed him off to the big employee bath...

                       ----------------------------------

	Tony wasn't the only member of his family to taste the top side of
man-sex that morning -- Jerome was fulfilling his promise to give his all to
Bobby.  Robert awakened to the feel of soft, thick lips teasing his cock to
erection.  Without opening his eyes, he reached down to feel the head of the
person worshiping his cock -- and the hair told him that it wasn't Doris.
"Morning, Honey," Jerome pooped off Robert's dick to greet him.

	"Morning."  Doris was there -- but she was behind Jerome.  Robert
couldn't see her face, but he could see her hair -- her face was pressed into
the crack of Jerome's ass.  Robert couldn't see her hands, either, since
Jerome was bent low over him with his ass in the air, but Robert was willing
to bet that she had a handful of Jerome's meat.  She seemed content to do
just about anything Jerome wanted her to do -- which was pretty amazing...

	Speaking of amazing -- Jerome's lips were driving Robert wild!  He
was completely recharged from the night before, which meant that he wasn't
going to last long at all...

	Jerome smiled around Bobby's cock.  He could read the boy's face like
a book and he knew that the explosion was imminent.  'Good!' he thought,
'I've been wanting this taste...'  Bobby grabbed his head and groaned and his
youthful cock began to spurt and Jerome collected his mouthful of cock cream,
savoring it while he nursed the source through the aftermath.

	Bobby's cock didn't go down, either, so Jerome moved right to Phase
Two.  "Fuck me, Bobby!  Do me like you would Doris!  Plow me!  He rolled over
on his back and splayed himself.

	Robert wasn't sure about this -- but he knew it was important to
Jerome, so he knelt up and pressed his knob against Jerome's pucker.  "Go
on," Jerome cajoled, "Doris got me ready -- put it in!"  Robert pressed
forward and Jerome's anus argued just long enough to make the point, then
allowed him passage.

	It was smoking hot in there -- warmer than Doris' pussy, it seemed
like, and THAT was plenty warm!  It was different, but it was good...  Robert
started slow, but slowly built up to a steady pace, his crotch smacking
against what was probably the only soft place Jerome possessed on the outside
-- the cheeks of his ass...

	Jerome was jacking himself, moaning about how good Bobby felt when a
soft voice asked, "May I?"  Jerome frowned and almost snapped at Doris for
disturbing their act, but she was extremely deferential.

	"What?" he grunted.

	"May I suck you?"

	"Uuuh..." Jerome blinked, but Bobby, looking down on him, nodded.
"Yeah, why not?"  So Doris leaned in from the side and sucked him in -- and,
yeah, it was good all right...  Jerome grabbed her head and manhandled her
and again, as before, Doris went wherever he wanted her to go -- including
taking his length deep enough to choke her.  Since abusing her interrupted
things, Jerome stopped doing it and he and Bobby both surrendered to the
pleasure...

	Like the blowjob, there was no way it was going to last forever;
Robert was worked up and Jerome was enjoying Robert's cock in his ass,
stroking his prostate -- and Doris' mouth massaging his cock.  Jerome
actually reached the peak first, grunting and blasting into Doris' mouth --
and taking Robert with him as the spastic clutch of his anus dragged Robert
over the top, too.  Doris backed out of the way so that Robert could collapse
atop Jerome, but she wormed her way against Jerome, giving him a breast to
toy with idly.

	After a bit, Robert rolled off.  "She's been good..." he pointed out.

	"Yeah," Jerome mused, eyeing her.  "She's been around -- what --
twelve hours?  And she hasn't pissed me off yet."  Addressing Doris directly,
he asked, "What do you want?"  'Women always want some fucking thing,' he
thought.

	"I think," Doris said diffidently, flicking an apologetic glance at
Bobby, "I think I want to be yours."

	"What?" Jerome asked, shocked.  "I got a dozen bitches at the
crib..."

	"And they're bitches, Jerome.  They don't understand, do they?" Doris
asked.  "I don't want to be a problem -- I want to be the solution.  I want
to be the one woman who does what you want..."

	"What about Bobby?" Jerome demanded.

	"I like Bobby," Doris replied.  "I like to fuck and suck Bobby.  But
I don't think I'm the love of his life.  I'm not even in the competition."

	"Well, you're not..." Jerome began.

	"I want to try out for the position," Doris said sincerely.  "Maybe
'a love' rather than 'the love' -- I don't want to compete with Bobby."

	"That's a tough row to hoe, Honey," Jerome pointed out.  "What do you
think I want?"

	"Someone who listens and does what you tell her to do," Doris
replied.  "Someone who puts you first and doesn't give you a lot of crap
about what she thinks or what she wants."

	"I'm not gonna just take something like that for granted," Jerome
replied.  "You haven't even had my big chocolate cock!"

	Doris shrugged.  "I know I'll like it."

	"You done black before, Honey?"

	"No."

	"Then how you know?"

	"I've felt it in my hand and I've played with it.  Besides, it's
yours."  She shrugged.

	"You know I'm gonna crap on you to see how you handle it," Jerome
warned.

	"Yes, I know -- you'll test me," Doris affirmed.  "I only ask that
you not set me up for failure."

	"What do you mean by that?"

	Doris put her head down.  "I ask that you not have me do anything
that will cause you to send me away if I do it."

	"Heh.  Makes sense, I guess."  Jerome turned to Bobby.  "What do you
think of this?"

	"I think you ought to give her a try," Robert replied.  "Have you
gotten any offers like that lately?"

	"No..."  Jerome eyed her.  "You don't plan on movin' into the crib,
do you?"

	"Not until you want me to.  Maybe you'll be more comfortable at my
house?" Doris replied.

	"You're good with answers, I'll give you that," Jerome mused.  "Want
some dick?"

	"Please?"

	Jerome glanced at Bobby, who shrugged.  "Probably a good test,"
Jerome mused.  "Ever taken it up the ass?"

	"No."  Doris didn't flinch, however, "How do you want me?"

	"Doggie.  We're still talkin' about your booty, here!"

	"Yes, Jerome."  Doris knelt up and looked at him over her shoulder.
"Like this?"

	"Yah.  No lube."

	"Okay."

	Jerome knelt up behind her.  "Just push like you're gonna crap..."
He pressed his cock against her anus...

	... and discovered that he just couldn't go that far.  Reorienting,
he slid his meat into her pussy.

	"Uuuhhhmmmmhh!"  It was still a LOT of meat!  Doris had never had
anything that size!  It didn't hurt, but it definitely stretched her!
"Ooooooooohhh!!!"

	"Like that?" Jerome puffed.  The bitch was tight, for DAMNED sure!

	"Ooooohhh, yessss..." Doris moaned.

	"Let's party, then.  Bobby, if you want a suck, go get one."  Jerome
started snapping his hips.  Robert shook his head and settled back to watch.

	It was good -- it was GREAT -- it was STUPENDOUS!  The longer it
went, the better it got for Doris, and the better it got, the more animated
she got and the more her pussy and her ass moved in welcome of Jerome's meat
-- and the more that happened the better Jerome liked it!  Jerome managed to
hold out the first time Doris juiced all over his dick, whining and throwing
her ass back at him as hard as she could -- but the second time, her pussy
sucked his load from him, clamping and rippling along his cock, milking him
like a python!  "DAMN, HONEY!" Jerome howled, pumping, unable to move freely
in her grasp, her pussy clamped down so tightly.  Doris loosened up while
Jerome finished pouring jizz into her and flopped forward when he let go of
her hips.

	"Was it okay?" she asked plaintively.

	"Oh, yeah, Honey," Jerome assured her quietly, rubbing her ass, "It
was just fine..."  The look he turned on Robert matched his whisper of, "I
STILL don't understand this shit..."

	"Can I cuddle?" she begged.

	"Sure, Honey..."  Jerome dropped over on his side and flopped onto
his back and Doris diffidently tucked herself under his left arm.

	"Um, hooters are nice," Robert offered.

	"Yeah..." Jerome, bemused, collected one of Doris' and fondled it in
his huge hand, "I see your point."  Addressing himself to Doris, he warned,
"Okay, that's good pussy, and it's a start -- but it won't help you none if
you piss me the fuck off."

	"Yes, Jerome."

	Jerome popped his eyes at Robert, waving the hand not in use cupping
a tit in a half-shrug and said, "Is this weird or what?"  Then he had a
thought, "Hey, my dick's all gooey...

	Doris was up like a shot; in ninety seconds, it was squeaky clean --
and getting hard again!  "Damn, Honey!  Can you swallow that thing?" Jerome
erupted.

	Doris grabbed one of his hands and put it on her head and backed off
long enough to say, "Choke me..."

	Jerome turned his attention to Robert.  "This was supposed to be
about you."

	"It was," Robert assured him, crawling up close and pinching one of
Jerome's nipples, "Now it isn't anymore."

	Jerome looked down his torso at Doris, frowned, and put both of his
hands on her head.  "I'm gonna fuck your face."

	"Mkay," Doris gurgled around his shaft.

	It didn't fit the first time, or the second -- Doris was unused to
Jerome's length AND girth -- but the third time he clutched her to him, there
was a POP!  Doris' nose ended up in his wiry pubes.  Doris gagged -- but she
didn't even TRY to go anywhere!  Jerome let her up and let her cycle short a
couple of times, and then did it again -- it got easier, but not a LOT
easier.  Jerome found that he enjoyed working against the resistance -- which
was all about the opening of Doris' throat and nothing else, since Doris
didn't fight him at all.  Doris let him take her head where he wished and
concentrated on keeping his shaft nice and wet.

	Jerome force-fed Doris dick for a couple of minutes, but it was more
of an experiment than an attempt to drop a load in her -- and when he
realized that, he stopped.  "Did I do something wrong?" she croaked, worried.

	"No, I just realized that I didn't have a load for you," Jerome
replied.  "Come back up here..."  He hugged her against him and resumed
mauling her left breast, wondering, 'What is up in this bitch's head?'  He
looked at Bobby, but Bobby seemed to be grinning at his confusion.  Jerome
let go of Doris' tit and waved his finger at her, warning, "I'm gonna test
you..."

	"Okay."

	Jerome shrugged and popped his eyes at Bobby again.  There really
didn't seem to be a response...

	"I think I'll go see what's out there for breakfast," Bobby
announced, hopping up.  "Be right back."  A couple of minutes later, he
padded back, saying, "It looks like they're setting up a buffet..."

	Jerome popped Doris on the ass, "Come on, you two -- let's get a
shower in that fuckin' huge thing in the next room."  He looked down at
Doris, adding, "You can wash my balls -- with soap, this time."  She just
smiled.

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