Why not?

You stared at him a long time, trying to decide how to answer, but was there really any choice at all? If you said no, the law still allowed him to fuck you or make you suck him off whenever he wanted. But if you said no, there would be others, guys who didn't have a secret gay crush on you. Guys who would use you as a disposable sex toy, anywhere and anytime they wanted.

You remembered Dr. Grant and how he had treated you. One cock attached to one asshole who had feelings for you was better than all the cocks in the world all the time.

You sighed.

"Sure, Mike," you say.

"Awesome Mattie," he says. "I love...it. I love it. Being my new best friend will have its perks."

Mike then reaches down, unzips his pants and pulls out an already half stiff cock.

Was this really your life now?

You undid your seatbelt and glance towards the house, making sure nobody could see you. Luckily Mike's car was blocked from view of the front windows. You didn't want your folks to learn about your sorting by catching you giving a blowjob in the driveway.

You get on your knees in the car seat, lean across the front seat and awkwardly wrap your lips around the head of his cock. Very faintly you can taste the saltiness of the load he had blown earlier.

"Thats good, baby," he says.

You slowly slide down his shaft until you've taken all of him into your throat, and by then his cock is fully erect. You start slowly siding your lips up and down Mike's cock, the same way girls in the thousands of porno videos you bad jerked off to had done and he grunted in support.

"Fuck, you're a natural," he moans.

As you continue to work on his cock, you feel his hand on your lower back. You don't realize what he is doing until it slides under the wasteband of your jeans and into your boxers. He then extends a finger down the crack of your ass, finding your still virgin asshole.

"Oh yes, Mattie," Mike moans as he starts to gently massage your hole with his finger.

You moan around his cock and his finger suddenly enters you. Its surprising a pleasurable feeling, but you're thankful its his finger and not the big cock that is currently in your mouth. As he slides deeper into you, there is pain, but that pleasure is still there.

For at least the next five minutes, he finger fucks you while you bob up and down on his dick. As much as you hate to admit it, the longer it goes on the more you are starting to enjoy the sensation. Your own cock is rock hard and throbbing in your pants.

"Here comes your prize, baby," Mike says, then places a hand on the back of your head. A momemt later there his a warm, stick explosion inside your mouth. "Oh, fuck yes, I love you."

You gag and **** as you do your best to swallow every last drop. Again the taste isn't altogether unpleasant, its just that his balls seem to contain more cum than you thought possible.

He seems unaware that he has just told you that he loves you. Part of you feels a little guilty because you don't love him-you don't even like him-and although your mouth his full of cock and cum, you still don't consider yourself gay.

"You suck cock better than my girlfriend," he says when he finally allows you to straighten back up. "Maybe the two of you can blow me together and you can teach her."

His girlfriend, Zoe Miller, is the hottest girl in school. She is the head cheerleader and soon to be valedictorian of your class. She is better than everyone else at everything, so you find at least a tiny sliver of pride knowing that you are a better cock sucker than she is.

"Does she...I mean will she be okay with us doing this?"

"We had been talking about finding us a Delta once our sorting was done," he says. "I just hope you enjoy licking pussy as much as you enjoy sucking cock. I am not a fan, honestly, so I will be happy for you to take over."

You're thinkinh about going down on Zoe Miller when he pulls you to him and kisses you again. You find yourself kissing him back. Its far more enjoyable than you want it to be.

"I will pick you up for school in the morning," he says as he finally pulls away. "No more bus rides for you."

You climb out of the car and finally have to facw the fact that now you have to tell your parents about your sorting.