"Would You Rather?" Dare Game

We were both 13 years old, playing a game of hypothetical scenarios often called "would you rather?". The game is popular enough that it is marketed as a card game that you can buy. The game however has existed in some form long before a toy company decided to wrap it up in a nice package and sell it. The game is about giving two equal scenarios to choose from. The choices are typically undesirable ones like "What would you rather do burn to death or get ran over by a truck?" Sometimes the scenarios are gross "would you rather drink a glass of spit or eat a piece of poop?"

An important rule is that you can't say "neither" a choice has to be made. My friend and I were playing together and were coming up with some great, twisted scenarios when he asked whether I'd rather lick the homeless guy's butt cheek referring to an a very elderly and smelly transient we had seen earlier that day or suck his dick for 10 seconds. I immediately answered that I'd rather suck my friend's dick for 10 seconds. I even added that I'd rather suck his dick for 10 minutes than to even just smell the homeless guy's butt. The next few would you rather scenarios all included a dick. My dick, his dick would you rather suck it or touch it than do something else.

"Would you rather play this game for 15 hours or let me suck your dick for 10 minutes?"

That was the first time that I phrased it that way "would you rather LET ME suck" it was asking without asking. "Both". I had no idea how to proceed next because I didn't know if we were still talking hypothetically. We both became quiet until he finally said "I dare you" and I asked "what?" and he said "instead of would you rather let's do dares". I knew what was coming and his first and only dare was "10 minutes".

It was the first time he exposed himself to me, laying on the bed he lifted his shirt and lowered the waistband on his shorts to reveal his very stiff circumcised cock. It was about 5 and a half inches or so not incredibly thick but I wouldn't say thin either. It was mostly straight and curved up ever so slightly with a very prominent circumcision scar. I dove in and because I had seen my share of porn by that tender age I gave him what I felt was an expert blowjob. My teeth did not touch him once and my tongue whipped around and around, swirling around his shaft and the head of his penis. I varied the speed, sometimes going fast and then slowing down, I sucked extra hard and I took the pressure off when I felt that I needed to. I also used my hand as my mouth came up so did my fingers, gliding up and down in my own saliva. When he moaned I sucked faster and then I'd slow down, I was really trying to learn what he liked and any expressions that he made I knew that I was on the right track.

When I knew I was getting close I started in for the grand finale, moving my head up and down as fast I could, sucking as hard as I could and whirling my tongue around all simultaneously until he grunted and his back arched. I could taste the cum being deposited into my mouth with every spasm. I underestimated how long it would happen, when I took my mouth off he still had a few more pumps that flowed out of the top. I swiped it up with my finger and tasted it. His breathing calmed down and he turned his face towards me and without any discernible emotion, he dead panned and said "get out".

I was shocked and I asked if I had heard him right. He said "yeah, get out. I'm not sure that we should have done this. I feel bad about it just go home." he was pulling up his pants as he said this. I was still there and he repeated "please just go home". I apologized to him and he said it was cool but dammit that was the last time I ever got to come to his house.

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