Engage...Sexually

"It's Johnson. I just came in to check in on you. You alright in there?"

"Oh... yeah sorry to make you wait. I'm almost finished in here."

"Cool, can I help?" you reply coyly. There is a long pause.

"did you say... help?"

"Yeah, why jack off to me when you could just suck my dick." There was another pause and then the door opened slowly. You walk in and unbuckle your pants, slipping Johnson's fat cock out of your pants. Tyler looks at the dick and then up at you.

"Why are you doing this."

"Because I can tell you want it, so eat up fag." You grab his head and guide it onto your dick.

"Damn bro, you should've just asked to suck my dick earlier, you *moan* your mouth feels so fucking good."

"Good to hear," Tyler says pulling off momentarily to wipe the drool off his face, "I didn't think you'd be interested, you're normally so homophobic."

"Homophobic, me? Never. I love the gays. I love to pound 'em full of dick." You feel yourself getting close, so you take his head and shove your dick all the way down his throat. Tears well up in Tyler's eyes as he struggles to breathe and has large tendrils of cum shot down his throat. Your body shook as the dopamine shot through you. "No need to swallow you whore, it's already dripping down your throat," You say, pulling out. Tyler takes a big gasp of air. You look down at your pant leg which is now covered in Tyler's cum. In your orgasmic bliss, you hadn't even noticed him cum.

"Thank you, Jeff," Tyler stands up, pulling his pants back up. "I've wanted you for the longest time," and leans in close to kiss.