I agreed. She bought a cake on the way to my house.“Looks like we are early for the party,” she said finding nobody at the house. I simply nodded ...n agreement. I knew nobody was going to come, but this was my only plan.My girlfriend opened the cake box and lit the candles. In the somewhat dark room, Suguna’s face was glowing. She felt more attractive than usual.“Wish for something, birthday boy”, she said handing me the knife.I did what she said. Cutting the cake, she fed me a piece. While. The first three shots burned in my gut. I see myself throw my head back when I feel them. I wish I could say I felt all fifteen seconds of him unloading into me -- delivering his load of steaming, straight guy cum. Watching his ass quiver and legs shake on the video seduces me into thinking that I felt each and every spasm. The truth is, after his first three bursts, my ass ring clamped down on him. I shot off and came spontaneously onto the couch. My body spasmed around his rigid cock and the. “I could see how you got your nickname,” I cautiously informed him.With an air of mock modesty, he shrugged his shoulders proudly.Feeling like a green light had got given, I decided to pursue my conniving ploy.“You must’ve been popular with the ladies,” I proffered.“Well, sort of,” he replied with an air of dejection.What John now told me was bizarre. I had realized by now that as he consistently wiped his mouth as if he had some or other problem. The story that followed had me floored. John. I was invulnerable. Nothing seemed capable of hurting me. Coach tested that by hurtling fireball after fireball at me, and they never did more than cause me to sweat a little. That was pretty cool. Superhuman strength and invulnerability. I felt like a superhero. If only I could fly. Time after time I tried, only to end up embarrassing myself by crashing every single time. I gave up on the whole flying thing. It just wasn’t for me. Coach let me off the hook after a while. And on campus, life.