Anal

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

"Ready to pop your cherry already?" He makes you half-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."

The next morning you spy Bob beating it to an anal porno through his window. You have a boner instantly and start rubbing yourself through your pants as you admire your friend. You smile as you catch yourself giving off a small groan. You could stay here all day.

Actually, you soon learn you can't when a passer-by gives you a strange glance from the sidewalk. Awkwardly coughing, you pretend you're cleaning the window and then knock on the door.

"It's open, man. Come in," He shouts from his bedroom.

You grab a beer as you wait for him to dress. He's not eager to start right away like last time, and a few anxious hours pass before you suggest 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 ass tomorrow, huh?"

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