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"Surprised?" she asked.

"Nikki," I said, "I wouldn't be any more surprised if I opened the paper tomorrow to find out Boy George was straight."

We both laughed. I still couldn't believe it. But there it was: a stiff cock pulsating with Nikki's heartbeat. Her pubes were shaved clean.

"So let's get this straight," she said. "I'm a secret fag, and I kept it from you. You're a secret fag, and you kept it from me."

"I think that sums it up," I said.

"What does that mean?" she asked.

Her gaze locked on to me like a laser beam.

"I think that means we can be secret fags together," I said.

Nikki grabbed my hand and yanked me into her bedroom.

"Get on your knees, you cunt, and suck my cock," she said.

My entire body trembled as I hit my knees. I grabbed the base of the cock to steady it and opened wide. The moment my lips touched her flesh, Nikki threw back her head. Her long hair disappeared over her shoulders.

"Ooooh fuck," she said. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for this."

Nikki moaned as I pushed my head down her rod. I hadn't sucked many cocks, but I knew enough to keep my teeth out of the way. I gave her nothing but soft, wet flesh.

On my first trip down the pole, my lips barely made it past the head before I pulled back. I went about halfway down the second time. My mouth was full. I didn't know how I could possibly take anymore. But Nikki showed me.

She grabbed the back of my head and forced me to swallow her entire rod as I went down the third time. I gagged. Refusing to relent, she pulled back her hips and then thrust herself forward again. Taking the cock was easier this time. I relaxed my throat and adjusted my breathing. As Nikki took over, she steadily picked up the pace.

"Suck it, you stupid fucking whore," she said.

The unmistakable taste of pre-cum filled my mouth. I braced myself for the blast. But Nikki had amazing endurance. She kept fucking my face, each thrust more intense than the last. I could see by the strain in her face that she was working hard not to cum. She wanted a signal from me that it was OK to let it fly.