You have to.

You don’t say a word. In seconds you are crouched down, knees bent, rocking back and forth with his thick juicy cock in your mouth. Oh god why does it taste so good. Your mind fills with flashes, memories, of sucking Brent over and over. He was the first person to ever see you dressed as your true gender. The first of many cocks you have sucked. The first to plow your ass. The memory is so vivid. You are in bed, it was a silly bet, you lost the video game on purpose, he slid it in, slow, it filled you so full, it felt like home, you loved him so much, but he cheated, he always cheated, he… the memory snaps away. His hands are on your head. One on each side, his cock is pumping cum into your throat. That was quicker than usual.

“Thanks babe you’re the best.” He pulls out, tucks it back in his pants, and exits the bathroom, “Tina, wait up.” You hear him call out as his voice fades away. The door creaks back open a few moments later, you haven’t even really moved.

“You in here Alex?” A voice asks, your brain tells you it’s Izzy, a little punk rock music theory major you have talked to a few times.