Bob losses

Fortunately, Bob is brave enough to lose. Five minutes in he starts jerking off furiously, making soft moaning sounds which have even Mike raising an eyebrow.

"Shit, shit, oh fuck! I'm cumming!" He lets go into a towel before he realizes everyone is staring at him. "Uh, yeah, I get really into this shit...."

"And that's why I like playing with Bob - I always win!" Awkward laughter surrounds your comment. Your other friends are kinda creeped out. "Well, come on, Bob - you know what loser does." You point at your crotch.

"Wh-what? N-n-n-now?" He stammers as he turns all red.

"Yeah, now, when the fuck do you think?"

"Bu-bu-but I thought we'd do it later?" He glances at your other two friends, trying to tell you that this is too public. You don't care.

"Nah, bro. Four players means three winners."

"Wait, the fuck are you two talking about?" Tony doesn't get it.

"Don't worry about it. We do this all the time, Bob's just a little shy." You explain as Bob blushes ever more fiercely.

"Do what all the time?"

"C'mon, Bob, show him." You urge.

Bob sits there indecisively for a few seconds, before making up his mind and getting on his knees before Tony.

"What the fuck?" Tony yells as Bob takes him in his mouth. Although Tony's acting mad, he doesn't push Bob off.

"Dude..." Mike is in a similar state of disbelief as Bob professionally takes Tony's 6 inch dick in this throat. Tony just gives up trying to do anything, letting Bob please him like he was meant to. He starts to groan appreciatively as he gets the first blowjob of his life. You glance back to the screen and then back to Bob. You can't tell the difference, and suddenly you wish you had brought a camera with you.

"I know you're having fun, but don't forget about the rest of us..." you remind.

Startled, as though he's had an epiphany, Bob scoots over on his knees to Mike, where he repeats his worship. With his other hand, he grabs your cock and starts jerking absent-mindedly. Tony, not wanting to miss out on the action, walks over and takes Bob's hand forcefully.

"Damn, Bob..." Mike groans after he's had a minute or so to think. "You're really enjoying this aren't you?"

"He's a damn fine slut," You say, proud of your work.

"Fuck, suck my balls, man." Obediently, Bob angles himself lower and takes the hairy sack in his mouth, expertly working each testicle.

"My turn," Tony aggressively pulls Bob over, as Bob switches hands. Tony holds Bob's head steady as he fucks his face, forcing his cock in and out of Bob's throat. Bob, for his part, doesn't even show a hint of discomfort.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Tony steps back and let's loose all over Bob's face. The scene is too much for Mike, who follows suit. With two loads on his face, you don't think Bob has ever looked more sexy. But there is one more left.

Apologetically, Bob turns to your neglected cock. You don't mind, though, you're too happy with how the whole plan worked. You actually got to show off your slut to your envious friends. The whole situation finally brings you to orgasm, and you pull your cock out so you can add to the fresco on his visage.

Calming down, you shake your head as you look at Bob kneeling there, with a smile on his cum painted face. What a month can do to a man.