Raw Man On Man On Man

I was going through some hard times recently. My job was cut during the recession and I was trying to get by on the meager unemployment check I received. It didn’t help that I had a bit of a gambling problem. I was badly in debt but pretty much judgment proof so I didn’t worry too much about it. Sometimes I would take my weekly check to the casino on the edge of town and more often than not, it would be gone in a few hours. Recently, I have been going over to my neighbor Gary’s apartment and making bets with him and some of the other people who live in my building. Gary was more flexible when it came to things like letting me pay him back later. We played for small amounts of money so it was never too big of a deal.
Most people would not expect Gary and I to be hang out together. Gary was significantly older than me. He was a tall, overweight man whose balding head contrasted with the fuzzy chest hair that stuck out from the top of his shirt. Compared to him, I was much younger with a slim and smooth body. While I was shy and quiet, Gary was loud and boisterous. If it had not been for the gambling, I don’t see why we would spend any time together.
Things got weird one day when I was over at Gary’s apartment. We had been playing pool and making bets all afternoon. Gary was experiencing a bad luck streak, having lost several games where it initially seemed like he was ahead and likely to win. This pissed Gary off as he is a very competitive person. I could tell he was getting worked up as he kept cursing under his breath.
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