[Non-Fiction] My First Blowjob

[BarefootAlien]

As a late bloomer and a bit of a romantic, my story is a little less exciting than some here, and a lot less "truth or darey".

Basically, I didn't even realize I was gay until I was 22, but I'll save that story for another day.

Once I knew, I decided to get into the dating scene. I don't like bars and clubs, so I went the online dating route, back in its infancy, with Yahoo Personals. I met my first boyfriend, Jonathan, when I was 23. He was this adorable 20-year-old redhead with the cutest cheeks and red beard, pretty eyes, and a swoosh of perfect red hair. I loved to nibble on his chin and beard, heh... and his nipple rings. XD

We were in his room, on his bed, a big water bed, which made sex a lot of fun. I was naked, and he was in shorts and a t-shirt, petting, tickling, and teasing me. That progressed into kissing and more serious petting, and then he ate me out for a while, which was bar none the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my entire life!

After that, he sucked me off for a long while, first from over my right hip, then from between my legs, with me on my back on his bed... but sadly, he wasn't able to get me to cum. He never was, the poor dear. Not his fault; I have nerve damage down there. But boy did he try! He tried until his lips were swollen and purple and his tongue was aching and numb, then collapsed, exhausted and defeated.

On the verge of tears myself, feeling betrayed by my body and like I'd totally let him down, I wanted so badly to apologize, to make it up to him. So, as he lay catching his breath on his back, I quietly crawled over to him. I nuzzled his hip, then his bulge as I gently undid his shorts' button. He tried to tell me I didn't have to, but I just shushed him, pleading for him to let me do this for him with my eyes.

I slowly, delicately pulled down his zipper, then tugged open his shorts. He gave me a nod, and pulled off his shirt, then laid back again to let me explore. I 'bulldoze crawled' his shorts and boxers down, kissing his hip, his thigh, his knee... his ankle... his toes...

Then, with both of us naked, I crawled between his legs and nuzzled his shaft and balls, breathing in his scent nice and deep. With a tentative lick to his shaft, I decided to go down at first rather than up. I licked and gently suckled his balls for a few minutes... then moved up and quietly, sweetly took his tip into my mouth. He gasped and moaned encouragingly, and put his hand on my head.

Now... here's the thing. I've always had the World's Most Ridiculous Gag Reflex (tm). I can seriously gag just holding a piece of paper between my lips, or a spoon in my mouth... yet I already knew I could deep-throat a popsicle or a banana. Purely psychological, my mind just does not react well to "things not supposed to be in my mouth". If it's food, no gag reflex. If it's not food, horrible gag reflex. So... I was pretty nervous and scared. But I was also still really emotional and desperately wanted to show him that I loved him and found him attractive, that it wasn't him, it was my broken body.

So when he put his hand on my head, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock to limit how deep it could go, but still give him warmth and stimulation. I only really took the first couple of inches in... but to my surprise, I didn't gag at all! "Hooray!" I thought. "My body thinks penises belong in my mouth!!"

I was still too scared to try to take all of him into my mouth, though. He was probably a little over five inches. At the time, in decent shape and still able to get hard, I was just over seven and a half. But even so, I kept my hand in place. I sucked for a long time... I dunno, fifteen, twenty minutes, focusing on his head, which was just adorable and delicious, by the way.

It wasn't enough for him to cum either, and dammit! I was determined for one of us to have an orgasm! So I 'invented' a new technique that has literally never failed to get a guy to cum, screaming and gripping the bed like he was afraid he might fly off and splat against the ceiling! Basically I cupped his head in my palm, supporting it with the back of my hand pressed into his abdomen against his 'male g-spot'. Then with my tongue out and pressed along my bottom lip toward my chin, using the full muscular force and firm weight of my neck, head, and jaw, I licked his frenulum and slit hard in rapid up and down nodding motions and little side to side head-shaking swirls.

That first time, I didn't know any better, so I let him cum just like that... right up my nose and into my right eye! From then on, I knew the little signs, and as the guy is just starting to cum, I learned to take him back in and suck hard on just the tip, licking the slit until he's finished like I'm trying to dig for buried treasure in his urethra.

I've... never had a guy not say I give the best head he's ever had. Of course, I know they might just say that, but... seriously, every single guy.

So... was I scared? Yes. Did it go how I hoped? Not at all, especially my part. But did I discover that I LOVED sucking cock and have a talent for it? Ohhh yeah.