“Pick one,” I ordered, as I moved my arm from underneath him, sat up and placed my flaccid cock in front of his face. His eyes went big and it was obvious my turning of another straight boy would not be a onetime thing (it almost never was, once you take a beautiful cock like mine between your lips and eventually swallow my addictive seed you are forever a cocksucker once you bend over and take my long, thick cock up your ass, your man pussy, you are forever yearning to feel yourself filled by my cock). (But more of my straight turning philosophy later) It is just the reality of the male psyche: almost all men are bi-sexual at heart, many just never cross the invisible line society has created. “But you don’t get my cock until you choose a pet name for me to call you.” “I am not going to make you do anything Matt,” I said, moving my cock around his lips.
