Kiss Him

You straddle Bob, putting your knees on either side of his as you climb onto the couch.

"Bob," you grab his face in your hands, "You are the most beautiful man I've ever met. You're funny, smart, and have a great body. You're just so -"

You don't get to finish as your friend pushes you off, sending you sprawling into the floor.

"Bitch, what the fuck are you doing? I said suck my cock!"

"But Bob - I love you!"

"I don't! Now get down on your knees like a good sissy whore and apologize!"

You feel tears well up in your eyes at his rejection. You really were sorry, couldn't he see? It's not your fault you blew Jack - you were high!

Part of you wants to just run out of there and never see him again, but then you look at his dick. Can I really live without it?