Anal

"Let's do anal next!" You try to contain your excitement.

"Ready to pop your cherry already?" He makes you swoon with his confident demeanor.

"Yes! .... No! I mean... I'm going to... no I mean... uh... I mean I want to pop yours," You blush in shame, unable to correct yourself, but Bob graciously offers you a reprieve.

"No worries bro, I know exactly what you meant."

You rush over to Bob's the first thing in the morning. Peeking through his window, you see him sound asleep in bed. He's so beautiful.

Unwilling to wake him, you get back in your car and play on your phone. Half an hour later, you ring his doorbell.

"It's open, come in.... Dude, you're here early today," He yawns as he waves you in, still dressed in only his boxers.

"Oh, did you just wake up?" You pretend.

He nods. "Hey, how about you make me breakfast while I get dressed?"

He expects you to argue, but you silently make your way to he kitchen, eager to serve Bob in any way you can. And not only that, you realize that you hadn't eaten anything yourself. You work obsessively over the meal, making sure to measure all of the ingredients so that you get just the right taste.

"This is really fucking good, man," Bob compliments as you both devour your omelets together.

"Only the best for you," You respond, only half joking.

He thanks you as you wash the dishes, turning on his XBox. He's clearly not so eager to start straight away like last time, and a few anxious hours pass before you work up the nerve to suggest that you start playing.

You don't even bother pretending to watch the porn this time. Instead, all your attention is on the magnificent cock next to you. This doesn't escape Bob's notice.

"You like my cock, don't you? I know how much you like to slobber over it. I bet you dream about it every night. I bet you can't wait to get it in your sissy ass tomorrow, huh?"

You let out an involuntary moan, and you feel yourself blushing at the truth of his words.