Alright

"Alright," You're just as eager as he is.

The video he chooses is some hardcore BDSM, which looks like its straight out of Videodrome.

"Bro, you really need some help," You laugh.

With the shit that's on screen, you decide to jerk off to the only other arousing thing in the room - Bob. You split your stares between his cock and his face, both objects arousing you equally. When Bob catches you out of the corner of his eye he does the same, dropping the pretense of watching the ridiculous movie he chose.

And maybe a minute later he's cumming, shooting his cannon balls all over his defined stomach. The sexy display causes you to do the same, but its too late. You know you're losing your virginity tomorrow.

"Damn, son! If I knew it would be this easy, I really would have ordered that whip yesterday!"

"Not happening," you sigh as you clean yourself off.

You were pouting when you got in your car, but now in your bed you can't help but smile. Giving and receiving is part of any friendship - you know you'll get him back eventually.

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 two bros fucking each other? Which would I prefer?

Frustrated, you turn on some Youtube and **** these thoughts from your head. I need to stop worrying like a woman - I'll just go with the flow.