Not in the Mood

You realize that while you were driving he was edging, and now he has an unfair advantage.

"Now? But I have a headache..."

"What? Well, alright, here let me make you a coffee," Begrudgingly, Bob leads you to the kitchen. You hang out for an hour, but soon even you can't deny how horny you're feeling, especially after all that edging you did in the morning.

"Alright, c'mon, let's play," You rub your junk in anticipation.

"Now? Ehh... c'mon man, I have a headache," He playfully punches you on the shoulder as you undress.

The video he chooses is a sissy hypno, which is basically a compilation of blowjobs with a sexy dominatrix talking in the background.

"Focus on the screen and imagine that its you on your knees," she says as the video switches to a blowbang scene.

There's something so mesmerizing about the video that you kind of forget about the game. Instead, your attention is on all of those beautiful cocks. Big and small, black and white. It would be so fun if you could suck one. To be put in your place. You know its true - your mistress just told you so.

It's too much for your poor cock, and you unload all over your smooth stomach. Not even a minute has gone by.

"What the fuck, dude, how did you cum so quick?" Bob's in shock and being defeated once again.

"Your fault - you chose the video."

He gives a huff of annoyance and stuffs his rod back into his pants - he knows he's losing his virginity tomorrow.

You grin all the way home, delighted at how you managed to screw him over. You realize, of course, that he'll beat you eventually, but that's what a friendship is - giving and receiving.

But is this still a friendship, or is it something more? We're going to have sex tomorrow - does that make us boyfriends? Or are we just friends with benefits? And what about all this sissy stuff? Its so much fun, but it can't be healthy for me, can it? I'm not a girl. But do I wish I was? Does Bob?

You worry yourself into sleep.