Giving

You definitely enjoyed having Bob's cock in your mouth more than sticking yours in his, you're shocked to find. Does that make you gay? Well, if you're being honest, then it probably does. But there's no way you're going to tell Bob that. If you do, he might get mad and end your friendship, and you love him way too much to risk it. Wait. You mean you like him way too much. As a friend.

So the next morning, when you're on your knees you try your best to make yourself look as bored as possible. You make sure to move as fast as you can, acting as though you just want to get this over with quickly. You try to ignore his demeaning comments, as kinky as they make you feel, and you of course pull a grimace when he blows his sticky load upon your face.

But when you're alone upstairs, you're in no hurry to clean up. You're way too excited from everything that just happened, and are in no way ready to go back down. Innocently, you scoop up his semen in a finger and give it a long, admiring look. Its incredibly viscous, a sign of his superior potency, and it just smells so manly, you learn when you bring it under your nose. I wonder how it tastes? Creamy and salty, you find out. Did I just willingly taste another man's cum? You pause and reflect long and hard about what you just did. Maybe I should try some more?

"Open up, dude!" You're brought out of your reverie by a loud knocking on the door. "You're taking longer than a girl in there! Come on, I need to use the john."

Swiftly, you make yourself presentable and let him in. Waiting outside, you know he'll ask for what the next game will be. What do you decide?