Bob, Of Course

As has become custom, Bob is the first to finish. But this time, he does something different.

He stands up, walks over to your side of the couch and points his dick at your face. You're too mesmerized by his shirtless body to even begin to comprehend what he's doing. It isn't until the first spurts hit you on the cheek that you realize your friend has decided to bless you with his seed. Wait. Bless me? WTF am I thinking?

"Mate, you need to see how pretty you look with my cum all over that cute face of yours. It's a better sight than any shit on the net."

Part of you feels like you should complain, but the other part knows that there's no point. Instead, you offer a meek smile and get up to the men's room.

"Whoah, whoah, whoah, where do you think you're going?" He gently pushes you back down, towering over you. "I want you to eat it here." He commands.

"What! Eat it here!?" How does he know I eat it?

"That's right. Here, let me help." He scoops up his glory in a finger and then holds it before you.

Again, a part of you feels like you should resist, but that part has no control over you by now. You open up and close your eyes, as you're fed the tastiest treat in the world. Slowly, you swirl the salty cream around in your mouth, savoring every little drop. When there's none left, you open your eyes and examine the accomplished look on Bob's face. I made him happy.

As he continues to hold your face in his hands, you find that you desperately want him to kiss you, but unfortunately after a few seconds he lets go and tells you to clean up. As you do so it occurs to you that you forgot all about your own poor hard-on. Oh well, I chose the more important of the two.

You know what you're going to have to do tomorrow, but it helps that Bob doesn't let you forget it, reminding you every few minutes about what he's going to do to your ass.

As you lie awake at night, you wonder if Bob feels the same way about you as you feel about him. If he does, then he would have said something by now, wouldn't he? He would have kissed me today. Or maybe, under all that outward confidence, he's just as embarrassed about the whole thing as you are? Well, either way, you're getting fucked by him. No, not like that - in the good way!

You're too excited to fall asleep, but have no idea what else to do. You consider watching some anal porn, but you don't have the heart for it. At this point in your relationship, it would be kinda like cheating, wouldn't it? Bob definitely wouldn't like that, but, shocking as it might seem, neither would you.

Instead, you settle on another idea. Slowly, you stick your middle finger in your mouth, getting it all wet. Then, when you think you're ready, you pull your underwear down and slip it in your crack.

It feels strange. Strangely good. You fish around your butt until you find your prostate, and start giving it a good rub. It's a completely different feeling to jacking off, and you find yourself wondering why you haven't tried doing this before. It takes a bit of time to get into it, but unfortunately just as you do it all becomes rather painful and you pull your finger out. You don't want to be sore for Bob. You want to make him happy. And with those sweet thoughts, you fall asleep.