Option 3

"What makes you say that?" You ask.

"I just always imagined you as a good bitch. I can picture you on all fours with a leash as Jesse tugs you around. I've lived with you. I know your psychology, John. You're a people pleaser which means two things for our current predicament:

#1 - You do not want to challenge your status in your relationship. Jesse sees I've been paying your bills, she'll see us both in a whole new light and you don't want that. You also don't want her to see you working for me. This means you're going to suck my dick."

David waited for you to challenge his statement but he was right on the money. You couldn't tell Jesse the truth and risk everything you've built with her. Working for David somehow sounded more humiliating and time consuming than just pleasing him in secret.

"#2 - You're a big giver which means you value your ability to give others pleasure.

You may not have sucked a dick before, but being an owner of one, you've got the manual."

David lifted his flabby arms, placing his palms behind his head and closed his eyes. His beer gut stuck out, his cockhead flexing against his belly button.

"Feel free to go at your own pace."

You couldn't believe you were about to do this. From the moment David unleashed his cock, the horrible musky scent his room emitted wafted through the car. And now you were about to be up close and personal with the source.

You are also not gay and have never experimented or thought about men in your life. The thought of sucking cock, any cock, disgusted you.

And now not only were you about to suck cock to keep your secret, you couldn't think of a worse man's cock to suck. David is boorish, overweight and you would have never borrowed money from him if you knew it could lead to this.

David flexed his kegels as you watched the veins throb.

Resigned to your fate, you leaned over the stick shift, and bent your head towards his crotch. You opened your jaw as wide as you could, part of you futilely hoping you could bypass his cock touching your lips. You kept your eyes locked on the purple head until it passed your vision and entered your mouth.

You held onto those first sensations - David's urethra touching your tongue, his heartbeat throbbing against your lips, and his first gleeful moan at achieving victory over you and making you a faggot.

Out of instinct, you bobbed your head, accepting his length into you. His lengthy pubes tickled your nose and chin. You had to take a breath through your nose, taking in all his masculine musk. Is this what all girls smelled when they were down here? You almost gagged until David put his hand on the back of your head and pushed your mouth deeper down his giant shaft.