Looking at Jean lying there with her breasts and legs peeking from under the robe did nothing to keep me from getting a raging erection. Unfortunately, raging for me still only added up to about four inches. She looked at my dick sticking straight out from my body and giggled. She gave my dick a few tugs and said that this should be an interesting evening.Īs I walked over to her with my little penis bobbing up and down in front of me, I could see the sparkle in her eyes and her barely suppressed laughter. She had me sit down next to her on the couch and we began making out. It was all I could do to keep my hands off of her, but every time I tried to feel her breasts, she laughingly pushed my hands away saying that little boys needed patience. She never touched my dick, but I so was excited that pre-cum was leaking out and practically running down the sides. Finally, when I didn't think I could take any more, she told me that it was time for the test. With that, her former boyfriend John, the one who became gay, walked into the room. John was totally naked and sporting an impressive erection. Jean said that she and John had remained friends and that he was here to test me to make sure that I wasn't gay. I was quite nervous being naked in the room with another man, especially with my little dick, so I finally asked Jean how she intended to prove that I wasn't gay. She said that I was going to have sex with John and if I didn't have an orgasm during that sex, that it would prove that I was not gay. Well, I have never had sex with another man and I told her that we would have to find another way. She said that she had made up her mind and felt that this was the best way. She said that she was actually doing me a favor because the sooner I found out one way or another, the better off I'd be. I told her that I already knew I wasn't gay and this was not necessary. After much discussion, Jean said that this was the only proof that she would accept. John stood in front of me and began slowly stroking his seven inch cock. As I dropped to my knees, I begged Jean not to make me do this. Jean said that I didn't have to do anything, but if I wanted our relationship to go to the next level, this was the only way. I looked up at John's throbbing hard-on and pleaded with Jean one last time to not make me suck his cock.
She said that I would have to do this but she would make it easy on me and stood behind me rubbing her tits against my back and began stroking my little erection.