Winner

You thought about what bob said to you.

"...that was so HOT, the look on your face was SO sexy."

You realized you wanted nothing more than to see yourself on tape, covered in jizz. Bob wasn't hurting anyone, if anything, he was being a good friend by making sure you got to see yourself sucking cock, and getting glazed in cum.

You smiled, and peered through the window again. Bob was slowly tugging on his rock hard cock, no doubt he was close to cumming. You stared at his veiny dick intently, following his hand with your eyes as it goes up and down. you lick your lips in anticipation. He gently twists his wrist as he strokes, and you softly gasp, you clearly enjoyed his technique. The next few minutes are spent in silence as he continues stroking his cock.

With a silent sigh, you lament stopping the show and ring the doorbell. Bob immediately stops stroking and pulls his pants up quickly, (luckily, he hadn't seen you peeping) and goes to open the door.

"hey come in," he lets you in, and closes the door. "so, i'm a bit unsure, but winner cums first, right?"

"exactly," you reply "winner cums on losers face while videotaped. i was thinking maybe we could do it today, but in a few hours, to build up more cum."

Bob agreed, without any expression in his voice or face. The porn he was watching was still on the TV, a cumshot compilation video. You sat down on the couch pulled out your dick, and started stroking it, bob closely followed and took the seat next to you.