Gullible Bottom Bro

You write in Gullible Bottom Bro. Putting the quil down, reality begins to speed up and time continues. The man that standing in front of you suddenly rematerializes, as if every particle he was made of suddenly blinked out of existence and then reappeared. He is no longer a short skinny intern, but a taller, beefier man wearing a sports jersey and grey sweats. His once inquisitive look now a blank face, as if his mind were empty.

"Hey man!" you say to the man. He turns to look at you.

"Hey!" He said in a confused voice, "Do I know you?"

"You don't remember me? We had sex like two weeks ago?"

"Really?" He said scratching his head, "I'm so sorry, I don't remember. My memory is awful."

"You're hurting my feelings man," you say, "Wanna make it up to me?" you say grabbing your crotch suggestively. You see his eyes bulge.

"I...I don't know man...I'm not even sure I know you." he said with **** hesitation.

"Trust me, I very good at jogging people's memories." you unzip your pants and your cock flops out.

"oh....okay." He says giving in, "but not here. In one of the empty offices." You nod, sheathing your sword only temporarily as you follow the burly man into the empty office. You lock the door behind you as you enter and strip naked. He is slow at first, only making out with you, but out of nowhere you see it in his eyes: Overwelming lust. He begins by licking and sucking your cock, His bulky frame, crumpled on the ground as he sucked you. However, this didn't last long as he got up and lay over the office desk. You got to work eating out his ass. Your tongue flicked the edges of his tight pink hole. It smelled faintly of sweat and the man's natural musk. The man would moan intermittently saying phrases like "oh yeah" or "give it to me,"

"Alright, get ready for the memories to start flooding back," you say lying down on the table, "Ride it."

I wish we would both remember fucking.

"Awwwww fuck me," the man moaned, you were having the most intense orgasmic sense of deja-va, as if you could feel the two of you were fucking in both the past and the present.