Your buddy was staying with you for a few days.  Camping out on your fold-out couch while his apartment was getting painted. The first two days were good, just dudes hanging out.  But then on the third day you noticed a change.  Your friend stopped acting like a guest and started giving orders.  Small things, like “Get me a beer” or “Throw my gym clothes in with your wash”.  He said them without question, like he knew you would do as he asked. It just felt different, like you were no longer his buddy, but instead, you were his servant. There to take care of his needs and desires.

Tonight when you came home, you found him laying there, hands behind his head, with a superior, smug look on his face. He just stared at you without saying a word. As you stood there, his cock started to push out of the leg hole of the black shorts he was wearing.  You broke eye contact to look at his meat thickening and getting fully engorged. When you looked back up at his face, you saw his wicked grin.  At that moment you knew the friendship you had shared since junior high school was over.

He nodded towards his cock, knowing that you would follow his wordless command and service him. You former best friend wanted you to bend over and start sucking his cock. Not sure why this was happening, you found yourself on your hands and knees wrapping your lips around the shaft of his thick meat. As you pushed his cock deeper into your mouth, it all suddenly made sense. He was a man and men had needs.  Your job was to see to those needs. To do anything that you could to make his life easier and more pleasant, including sucking a load of cum out of his balls.