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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 didnât 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.

ãHi, Iâm Sam Jenkins,ä he said, extending his hand. I took it and

introduced myself. ãBeautiful day for golf, isnât it,ä he continued.

ãThis is my first time playing here and I hope youâll give me some

help in managing the course.ä ãThere are some tricky areas,ä I said.

ãIâll let you know about them when we get to them.ä

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 didnât 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, ãSince it

looks like weâre fairly evenly matched, how about a wager for the back

nine?ä I looked at him and thought, Iâd get my chance to maybe stifle

his chatter, once and for all. ãSure, what did you have in mind?ä I

asked. ãWell,ä he started, quickly looking around again, ãHow about if

we play suck your cock?ä

I had played golf for many years and had never heard of this game.

ãHow does that one go?ä I asked him hesitantly. ãItâs easy,â he said.

ãWe play for each otherâs 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 itâs three holes of more, the winner gets to

fuck the other.ä

I was taken back by this but I also had a feeling in my groin that I

hadnât 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. ãYou donât

have to say a thing,ä he said. ãI can see that youâre ready.ä I must

have blushed as he laughed a little and gave my arm a quick squeeze.

ãOk, letâs play,ä 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.

ãThis should be an interesting nine,â 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 didnât 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,

ãWhen would you like to get together?ä My head was spinning and I

didnât really know what I wanted to do. ãMaybe later in the week,ä I

answered.

ãOk, hereâs my number,ä he said as he handed me his business card.

ãCall me and let me know when you want to meet.ä I just nodded and

quickly changed and left the club. My mind was spinning as I drove

home. I was wondering if I could go through with it or not. The more I

thought about it, the more I convinced myself that I would, so a few

days later I called Sam. ãHey Sam, its Dean. How are you doing?ä ãGood

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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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 didnât 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.

ãHi, Iâm Sam Jenkins,ä he said, extending his hand. I took it and

introduced myself. ãBeautiful day for golf, isnât it,ä he continued.

ãThis is my first time playing here and I hope youâll give me some

help in managing the course.ä ãThere are some tricky areas,ä I said.

ãIâll let you know about them when we get to them.ä

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 didnât 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, ãSince it

looks like weâre fairly evenly matched, how about a wager for the back

nine?ä I looked at him and thought, Iâd get my chance to maybe stifle

his chatter, once and for all. ãSure, what did you have in mind?ä I

asked. ãWell,ä he started, quickly looking around again, ãHow about if

we play suck your cock?ä

I had played golf for many years and had never heard of this game.

ãHow does that one go?ä I asked him hesitantly. ãItâs easy,â he said.

ãWe play for each otherâs 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 itâs three holes of more, the winner gets to

fuck the other.ä

I was taken back by this but I also had a feeling in my groin that I

hadnât 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. ãYou donât

have to say a thing,ä he said. ãI can see that youâre ready.ä I must

have blushed as he laughed a little and gave my arm a quick squeeze.

ãOk, letâs play,ä 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.

ãThis should be an interesting nine,â 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 didnât 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,

ãWhen would you like to get together?ä My head was spinning and I

didnât really know what I wanted to do. ãMaybe later in the week,ä I

answered.

ãOk, hereâs my number,ä he said as he handed me his business card.

ãCall me and let me know when you want to meet.ä I just nodded and

quickly changed and left the club. My mind was spinning as I drove

home. I was wondering if I could go through with it or not. The more I

thought about it, the more I convinced myself that I would, so a few

days later I called Sam. ãHey Sam, its Dean. How are you doing?ä ãGood

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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