Change of Rules

"Actually, Bob, I've been thinking, and I've decided to change the game for today," You say it slowly, wanting to savor his reaction.

"What do you mean?" He's slow to get it.

"We're going to jerk each other off, and the first to cum loses."

"What!?"

Haha! Yes boy, you're my bitch tonight. "Yeah, I know you won the last time we played like that, but I have a feeling that I might edge you out this time."

"But what about...? Well, alright. I guess you're the loser so I have to agree. So you wanna grab a beer?"

"No, let's start playing right now. In case the internet gets 'funky' again."

You smile to yourself as you grab Bob's thick column in your hand. He's already throbbing, this'll be a joke. Sure enough, he doesn't last more than two minutes under your languid **** before silvery cum starts oozing out of his engorged tip. It flows all over your hand and into his pubes, strengthening the already manly scent coming from his nether regions. You gather what you can in your fingers and are about to bring it to your mouth before you snap out of your haze. You wipe yourself off with a towel.

"Dude, you couldn't even last two minutes? Man, your future wife is gonna be a complainer, I can tell already." You tease him, knowing there is no truth to your words. "Don't even bother finishing me off, bro, that's gonna take so long it'll be like a double victory, and I wanna go easy on you today, cause you know you're gonna be hurting tomorrow."

"Shit man, its cause you changed to rules so suddenly. You can't do that anymore. I had already prepared for one challenge, and then you switch it to another."

"Prepared? How'd you do that?"

"Slip of the tongue, bro. I meant that I uh... I had like a mental preparation. I was, like, getting myself in the groove, you know?"

Oh, I know all too well, you think, but you don't feel confident enough to call him out on it.