“Bro, I would tell you I am sorry I don’t have any lube, but really, I’m not,” I said to @mike-ninety. “Don’t worry, though. Once I blast inside you, my cum will sooth the burn.”
“Why did you do that? I’m not gay,” he told me after I flooded his ass and collapsed on top of him, my hard cock still inside him.
“Dude, I’m your best friend,” I answered him. “You need to stop lying to yourself and to me. I’ve watched you check out dudes in the locker room. I know you’ve looked at me when you though I didn’t notice. Not only that, Jen told me you haven’t been able to get it up for her. It’s time to admit that you wanted that.”
“Dude,” he said, trying not to cry. “It hurts. Take it out of me.”
“Not until you tell me the truth,” I whispered in his ear. “I want to hear you say it out loud.”
“OK! OK! I’m gay!” he said. “Is that what you want it to hear, asshole? Now get your cock out of me.”
I pulled out of him and rolled over next to him. “Yeah, that is what I want to hear, but not like that. I want you to mean it. Com on. Say it like you mean it and I’ll let you suck my cock clean.”
“I fucking hate you,” he said to me, but he didn’t mean that, either.
I put my hand on the back of his head and grabbed him by the hair, moving his face toward my dripping cock. “Come on, bro. My cock it getting cold. I need to put it in your mouth, but you have to tell me you want it first.”
I felt him shaking. He was beginning to break. “Please, let me suck your cock,” he said. This time, I knew he meant it. I felt his mouth open as I pushed it down on my cock.
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