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Part 2: Monday

The day before had been too shocking for Rigby to fully grasp what had happened. But Now that some time had passed, questions were coming to him in a flood, and he had answers for none of them.

How long had Mordecai been trying to do something like this? What else did he have planned? And most importantly, why was he doing all of this in the first place? Rigby didn't think Mordecai was in the closet about anything, but he had made Rigby give him two more blowjobs, one yesterday and one today. Nothing seemed to make sense.

Rigby knew that Mordecai was hiding something from him, though. Whenever Rigby had tried to question him or accuse him of anything, he refused to answer. Rigby knew that if he wanted this whole thing to stop, he could play the best friend card. There was no way Mordecai was willing to sacrifice his friendship with Rigby to continue to take this bet too far. However, if Rigby did that, there was no way he would ever find out what was up with Mordecai. He felt it was important, so he submitted to Mordecai.

At this point, servicing Mordecai wasn't as personally violating as it was at first. Time and a hunt for the truth had helped him accept the act. Besides, Mordecai didn't seem to be out to humiliate him, but this only led to more questions.

That day, Mordecai and Rigby had been told to rake the leaves around the park. During that time, everything seemed as if nothing was different. They went to the coffee shop, stopped at the arcade, took frequent brakes, and occasionally raked leaves.

At some point during the leaf-raking part of their day, Rigby looked around the park and saw how many leaves were still on the ground. "Ugh! How long have we been raking?"

Mordecai checked his watch. "Since our last break? Fifteen minutes."

"I need to sit down."

"Me too, dude."

They found a spot under the nearest tree, laid down their rakes, and sat.

After a moment, Mordecai spoke up. "Hey, dude. You know what I'm thinking?"

Rigby looked at him. "Not here, dude! There are people around. We could get caught!" He paused for a moment. "At least wait until we can get back to the house, and then I promise I'll do it."

Mordecai seemed to think about it for a moment. "But there's no one here. We're not gonna get caught."

"Mordecai, I'm begging you. It's one thing to make me give you blowjobs, but you can't risk having everyone else find out!"

"I promise that no one is ever going to know. But they will if you don't hurry up."

Rigby felt more anger than anything else towards this, but he didn't argue. Mordecai would just remind him about that stupid bet.

With a frustrated breath, Rigby moved in between Mordecai's legs. He took his cock out, semi-erect but firming up quickly. Rigby had no idea how Mordecai could get so turned on by this so quickly. Rigby had gotten hard from this once and had finished himself off afterwards, but Mordecai seemed to always be looking for opportunities to get a blowjob from Rigby.

Rigby lowered his head unceremoniously and took Mordecai's meat in his mouth. He didn't even feel the need to close his eyes. It was all becoming habit to him. After just three blowjobs, Mordecai's hard flesh had to become familiar, and he had begun to figure out what Mordecai really liked.

He started slow, letting the sensations wash over Mordecai. Rigby wanted to get this over with, but he knew that rushing things would actually just draw the whole thing out. So he teased the tip at first, licking over it with his tongue and putting the few inches back in, sucking and tilting his head as his tongue weaved around the flesh.

"That's it, man..." Mordecai encouraged. He placed his hand on the back of Rigby's head, which Rigby took as his signal to get on with it.

In one swift motion, he shoved as much of the thick shaft down his throat as he could. He had gotten a little better at taking more and more of the length, but he still couldn't get past six inches. From there, his nose was tickled by Mordecai's feathers at the base of his cock, and his throat felt absolutely spread.

Rigby slowly lifted off, inch by inch, lashing the underside of Mordecai's erection as he went. He was met with a moan of satisfaction from above, and he began to suck faster, pushing towards the base only to head back for the tip. Saliva began to coat his mouth, and he could taste Mordecai's precum in his mouth now.

Rigby bobbed and slurped for a while, but Mordecai just wouldn't cum. He persevered, practically ramming the cock down his throat, Mordecai moaning his ecstasy, but no climax.

After a while, Mordecai pushed Rigby off with his hands. "What's wrong?" Rigby asked.

"Dude, now that you've gotten used to this, you can do better."

Anger flared inside Rigby. "What did you have in mind?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Well, for starters, I have balls you know."

"Fine," Rigby spat out the answer. Mordecai stood, replacing his hand on Rigby's head. Mordecai guided him to his sack, and Rigby wasted no time in bathing Mordecai's balls. Once he had swept his tongue over every inch of the heavy sack, he gently took one of his friend's balls in his mouth. He knew not to pull, instead sucking gently.

"Ohhh, dude," Mordecai moaned. After coating that testicle with his tongue, Rigby moved on to the other one, sucking and licking like he did the first. Mordecai's grip grew tighter, and Rigby felt his mouth being pushed towards Mordecai's taint. Without much choice, he took a breath and began to sweep his tongue across the sensitive skin, Mordecai's balls resting on the bridge of his nose, nearly in his eyes.

Rigby moved between that area and Mordecai's balls for what seemed like ages. Precum began to dribble down Mordecai's shaft onto Rigby's forehead and nearly into his eyes. He just wished that Mordecai would finally let his suck on his cock so he could climax and be done with it. Eventually, he felt Mordecai's hands ease up on the back of his skull. Rigby moved back, blinking precum out his eyes, and Mordecai used a hand to angle his throbbing erection down to him, offering it to Rigby.

Without a thought, Rigby opened his mouth and began to suck again, hard and fast.

However, six inches was still Rigby's limit. In between moans, Mordecai spoke. "You think you could go any farther?"

Rigby took the cock out of his mouth to speak. "What, like, deepthroat?"

"Yeah. That would be awesome."

"Dude, it's bad enough you're making me do this already!" Rigby felt that anger flare up again.

"Can you at least try?"

Rigby's jaw clenched. He felt like he wanted to punch Mordecai, or yell at him. For whatever reason, though, he didn't. Instead, he moved back towards Mordecai's cock, gripped it in his hands, and began to suck again, harder and faster than ever. Rigby's head began to pound as he shoved as much of Mordecai's manhood down his throat as he could over and over again. The tip jabbed at the back of his throat, but in his blind rage, Rigby forced more down. Each thrust forward with his mouth sent slightly more meat down his throat. Soon, all eight inches were down past his lips, his nose burying into Mordecai's pubes.

Mordecai could only moan loudly. Rigby was fucking his cock with his mouth, and the bluejay's thoughts were washed away by pure hot-blooded pleasure. He tried to hang on as long as he could, just to extend the ecstasy.

Rigby deepthroated for several minutes, not gagging once. Precum and spit coated his face, and lewd slurping and slapping noises were the only things he heard above Mordecai's emphatic moans. Mordecai could only hang on for so long, though, and Rigby could sense the impending climax.

Once it came, Rigby didn't slow down one bit until the last moment. As soon as the first spurt of cum hit his tongue, accompanied by a loud call from Mordecai, Rigby shoved every inch of Mordecai's erection down his throat, his lips hitting the base without resistance. Mordecai thrust forward as much he could, his orgasm long and messy, his balls churning more cum than he ever had before. Rigby gulped down every drop, feeling wave after wave of hot, sticky semen slide down his throat.

The orgasm seemed to last forever. Once it ended, Mordecai softened and withdrew his member from Rigby's lips. "Dude. That was incredible."

Rigby stood, brushed himself off. No one seemed to have seen them, but Rigby was still feeling flares of anger. Calmly but curtly, he said, "Well, I hope it was worth it Mordecai. I'm only going to say this once, and then I won't ever bring it up again, so listen carefully. I know I lost the bet, and that I have to do this stuff for you. But once this is all over, it's going to be really hard to be friends with you. So my request to you is to enjoy it while you can. Jerk."

With that, Rigby tuned, wiped his mouth, and walked back to the house. No matter how hard Mordecai tried, Rigby refused to say a single word about it. Mordecai didn't make him do anything else that day, and almost all of their time together was spent in a heavy, tense silence.