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He had fantasized about sucking his best Friend’s cock for a long while and his best Friend knew it.

Perhaps He really had fallen asleep, but that didn’t explain why He had fallen asleep with His jeans opened and His soft cock peeking from His boxers. Or perhaps, as was more likely, He was horny and knew He could score a blowjob from His buddy if He feigned being asleep and inviting the attention of His friend the faggot.

Whatever the truth, His friend did not disappoint.

Upon entering his best Friend’s apartment and seeing Him crashed - apparently out cold and alseep - with His dick sticking out from His boxers, it knew it needed to take a chance and fulfill both its fantasy and its purpose as a faggot. Positioning itself gingerly so as not to “wake” its best Friend, it tentatively touched His flaccid penis. Still asleep, it began to gently stroke His cock; it was soft and warm in its hand, and it felt its Friend’s cock slowly grow larger and then harder as it continued to stroke.

It was surprised this hadn’t wakened its Friend, but it continued until it felt His cock twitch in its hand. It stopped, fearing the handjob had finally roused it Friend. His cock twitched again - a small, glistening droplet of precum forming like a pearl at the tip of His penis. Still, He seemed to be asleep, so the faggot gathered its courage and darted its tongue against His cock head and licked up the precum. This caused a more pronounced twitch and more precum to form. The faggot was fearful of waking its Friend, but this fear was no match for its innate instinct as a faggot - its need to serve Men - and so it again licked up its Friend’s precum from the tip of His cock. His cock twitched again, and the faggot began to pull away when, without warning, it felt its Friend’s strong hand grab the back of its head - pushing its fag mouth back onto His cock until it filled the faggot’s mouth.

The faggot looked up at its Friend, expecting to see Him awake and eyes open - instead it appeared He was still asleep, despite that fact that He was now thrusting His cock balls deep down the faggot’s throat - fucking the faggot’s throat with increasing intensity and tempo. This continued until the faggot felt its throat and mouth flooded with its best Friend’s cum - the taste of His sweet and slightly bitter jizz coating its gullet.

His load deposited and achieving full release, He released His hand from the back of its head and, still apparently asleep, left the His faggot to suck the last drops of cum from His softening cock.

As it pulled off its best Friend’s cock - savoring the taste of His cum - it gently returned His cock to His boxers and zipped up and buttoned His jeans. Almost immediately, its best Friend stirred awake and, staring at His faggot friend, said “hey, what’s up? When did you get here?” It replied, “um not much. Were you just sleeping?” A subtle grin on His lips, He replied “I guess so - must have crashed HARD” - seeming to emphasize that last word.