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Chapter 19 by GuerrillaShark GuerrillaShark

What's the next game?

Anal

"I think we should try anal for next game?" He meekly asks for your permission.

"Ready to pop your cherry, are you?"

"You never know, I might end up wining."

You narrow your eyes. "You're not thinking of cheating again, are you? One punishment not enough, is that it?"

"What? No!" His cheeks flush once more at the accusation. "I uh... I've learned my lesson."

"Good," you smile, satisfied. Given the way he's been acting, you're confident the thought hadn't even crossed his mind. "Then I'll see you tomorrow."

Lying up at night you wonder whether you should cheat or not for tomorrow.

Of course you will! The thought of having something stuck up your ass is appalling. Doesn't that shit hurt? Why any man, or woman for that matter, would want to do that is beyond you.

As you sleep, all you dream about is Bob and the way he sucked on your finger when you fed him your come. He loved it - does that mean he loves you? Do you love him? Or are you just gonna keep using him as a cum dump?


The next morning, you edge three times, driving over to Bob's as soon as you're soft enough to fit back in your pants. After dicking around for a bit, you get ready to play.

"Oh dude, I forgot to tell you - my parents called and said they were going to be coming back in a few days. Looks like we've only got a few games left to play."

"Damn, man, that sucks. Yeah, my parents are always at home so that's not an option either." You're surprised at how depressed the news makes you. You were really enjoying this game.

Well, regardless, you're both determined to enjoy all that you can. You begin, and given how horny you are, you're feeling confident enough to tease your buddy.

"Look at that ass on the screen. A nice muscular ass. How does it feel knowing you'll be loosing your cherry tomorrow?"

He moans and starts stroking faster.

"Wow, that good, huh? Bet tomorrow can't come soon enough for you. Bet you'd sit on me now if you thought I'd let you. Why so quiet? I need an answer, Bob - tell me how much you want to sit on my dick right now."

Another moan, and this time his breathing is heavy. Shit! I might have overdone it, you think, as you see his cockhead begin to swell. On the other hand, you're pretty close to the finish yourself.

Who wins?

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