We were hanging out watching the game, when I asked Steve if his roommate was a good cocksucker.  He looked at me like I was crazy.  “Pete is straight, why would you ask something like that?” I laughed at my friend.  “Are you kidding me?  Pete is definitely a fag, I could tell the second I met him.  If he isn’t already servicing you, he should be.”

“I bet I can have his mouth on my cock within ten minutes of him entering the apartment.  You go hide in the bedroom and watch thru the crack in the door.   Once he is fully committed to becoming my personal cocksucker, and has no way to deny it, I will give you a thumbs up. Then you can come out and we can tag team him.”

“If I am wrong about Pete, and he does not start slurping on my meat as soon as I whip it out, I will apologize and buy all the drinks tonight.  But if I am right, you buy the drinks and I empty my balls into Pete.”