[SHR] [CNC] Don't Lost Your Head - Part 5: An Agreement

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Xoxos_Petals/comments/1cp4x59/shr_dont_lose_your_head_part_4_a_confrontation/)

"I can't do this...I'm not gay!" Kirby said in an all too defensive voice.

"Look, I have one of your inches, I can do whatever you're comfortable with to give it back to you," Kirk said. 

"I'm a sub but I can take that purty mouth of yours, Kirbo!" He said in an overwrought hillbilly accent, trying to make his friend laugh.

Kirby dry-heaved, then said, "I have no idea how I can go through with that."

"Well, I can go the other way, but if you've never explored back there..."

"I haven't," interrupted Kirby.

"...then it's not going to be pleasant feeling for either of us," Kirk continued.

"You have to talk to Adelia. Convince her. She won't listen to me."  

"I will, but she's getting off on the idea of you helpless, inevitably shrinking. This is the only way to show her up."

"But then what? Is this how the rest of my life goes - forced to trade inches back and forth with men in order to have any type of sex? And no masturbation for the rest of my life?"

"Priests do it," Kirk tried to elicit a smile from his friend, but just made things worse.

Kirk sat next to Kirby. "Look, right now I have an inch that doesn't belong to me. Once we find a way to get it back to you, we can find a way to stop this."

"Fuck, I almost wish you could roofie me so I'd not remember it," Kirby half-mused.

"I can always ask Weird Todd. That might be arranged."

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"I'm not gay," Kirby said. 

"You're not gay, Kirbo." Kirk continued to run his hand up and down Kirk's manhood just outside his trousers. "I'm just teaching you something."

"You're just teaching me something." his roommate repeated monotonously, his eyes tracing Kirk's hand sliding up and down Kirby's cock as his other hand started to unbuckle his pants.

"Stand up, bubba." Kirk slid down Kirby's pants, his hand still staying close enough to his roommate's dick to keep him distracted from anything else that might be happening.

His pants around his ankles, Kirk then slid his boxers down, revealing his roommate's cock and balls, that matte black ring still surrounding the base of his hardness.

His free hand cupped and squeezed his ass cheeks as his right hand continued to squeeze Kirby's erection.

"Have you ever had your prostate stroked, Kirbo? It feels amazing." Kirk's finger traced just outside the crack of his cheeks, running up and down as he continued to distract his roommate with a slow pump of Kirby's cock.

"I never have, but I've read about it." Kirby mind was in another plane of existence as the Rohypnol did it's work, leaving him highly suggestible to Kirk's ministrations.

"Bend over, and let me slide a slender finger in you." Kirk went behind Kirby, and lubed up a finger to slide in. But he knew that wouldn't be the only thing going in his ass before the night was through.

Kirk's well-practiced finger pushed against his roommate's sphincter. "Bear down, like you need to go poop," Kirk half-commanded.

Kirby did, and Kirk's finger quickly slid in two knuckles deep.  Both gasped.

His roommate's finger felt the prostate for the first time, and Kirby's cock jumped from the stimulation. He'd never really been fingered like this, not by someone who knew exactly what to feel, exactly what to do inside his ass. 

A thin stream of precum leaked from his dick, stringing to the ground as Kirk continued to press and probe, gently sliding his finger in and out.

"Hold on a sec. let me reposition myself," Kirk said, withdrawing his finger. Kirby felt the immediate emptiness and groaned sadly, missing the stimulation.

"This might stretch you a bit. Bear down." Kirk used the position to aim his own lubricated cock  and slid it in.

Kirby cooed, feeling the stretch as Kirk entered him.

Kirk grasped his roommate's manhood and slowly pumped. Just enough to distract him from his own rhythm he was developing fucking Kirby's ass.

"Don't make me cum," Kirby begged. He'd already lost so much and that echo in his mind was the only real anchor to reality and freedom he had.

"Don't worry, bubba." Kirk's hand slowed down, just enough to edge, just enough to keep him hard. The curve of his cock continued to press against Kirby's prostate, continued to drain his Cowper's glands.

And, with Kirk quickening his own pace, he did his best to slow the pace of his reach around, squeezing Kirby's cock. And as Kirby clenched his pee muscles, his cock squeezed back in rhythm.

As Kirk felt his balls start to clench in his scrotum, his other hand went up to Kirby's chest, pinching and twisting his nipple. 

He drained his load into Kirby's ass, and the tight grip he had on Kirby's cock tightened even more as his cock gained back the lost inch in length and girth.

He whispered in his roommate's ear, "Feel your cock. Does it feel better?"

Kirby reached down, holding his member. It was back to seven inches. Not his full length, but better.

"Yesss," he said as he started pumping his manhood. He clenched his asshole on Kirk's limpening cock. Kirk relished the feeling, but was distracted by the tightness until he noticed Kirby's back arch into his chest.

And, as his sperm shot across the room, he felt his roommate's ass rhythmically pulse on his still-penetrating cock.

The sperm landed on the floor in front of him. And with that the inch was lost between them.

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/Xoxos_Petals/comments/1d0wdxc/shr_dont_lose_your_head_part_6_an_interlude/)