Opening the door to his bedroom, Jon found that his room was not unoccupied. There was someone sitting on his bed and he recognized the guy immediately. It was Steve "The Stud" Farber, a womanizing jerk from school. As soon as jon walked in Steve started undoing his pants.
For some reason it excited him to see Steve there.
Jon blinked, trying to sort out all of these strange feelings. What was wrong with him?
"Hey, babe," Steve said, smiling.
Jon smiled and giggled. "Hey, Steve..." he had tried to tell him to get out... but as Steve got his cock out of his pants Jon trailed off, there was something about it... jon wanted a closer look.
Jon walked closer and closer to "The Stud" he got on his knees to get a closer look and then a strange thought popped into his head, he wanted to know what it tasted like, no he needed to know, nothing was more important.
And without a second thought Jon wrapped his whole mouth around it. and proceeded to give Steve one of the best blowjobs he'd ever recieved.
When he finished Jon got the taste of Steve's load and the taste was amazing.
Steve stood up zipped up his jeans and walked away muttering "gives quite a good BJ, must be all the practice."
As Steve was walking away The compulsion disappeared and the taste turned sour. Jon gagged and spit out what was left, he had already swallowed most of it.
Jon got up, he had to get out of here, who knew when that compulsion would hit him again, he couldn't think straight, he had to escape
