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Once David’s pants and briefs had been pulled down and his cock was free, Paige took a moment to admire his potent masculinity, which she was drawn to on a basic, primitive level like never before. Hands on his thighs, she bent her head, ducking under his tight balls and inhaling his musky scent before giving them a gentle lick. As her tongue continued up along his hard shaft, giving special attention to the plump vein there, he released a deep sigh, which turned into another when she teased the sensitive spot just under the thick crown.
Wrapping her fingers around him, she started stroking him in an easy rhythm, smiling when she was rewarded with a pearly drop of pre-come appearing at the tip. Without hesitation, Paige angled his cock down so she could lick it off. Then, with the salty flavor of his semen on her tongue, she took the mushroom-shaped head into her mouth and sucked, drawing another little burst of fluid from him.
David’s groan spurred her on and even though she was on her knees, she felt more empowered than she ever had in her life.
Slowly, Paige took him as deep as she could, just shy of setting off her gag reflex, then eased back. Up and down she went, letting her saliva build up until she had a decent amount, then she’d stop and release it slowly down his length to her waiting hand. She repeated this until he was sufficiently lubricated and her hand could stroke smoothly and freely, with little friction. Then, she began a dual assault of rhythmic stroking at his base and deep sucking at his tip, all while David stared down at her with feverish eyes and flushed cheeks.
When his breathing turned heavy and his hips started to push forward, she knew he was getting close to coming, and instead of working harder to make it happen, she slowed down to make sure it didn’t. Leisurely stroking his cock and gently massaging his balls, she pulled him back from his orgasm, waiting until his breathing had mostly returned to normal before resuming her previous ministrations. Paige did this several times, until she thought he’d been tortured enough and looked like he was ready to beg for release. Then, with a quick smile to show him who was boss, she pulled back until just his wide crown rested on her tongue and stroked him until she felt his balls tighten. A second later, he was lifting his hips and ejaculating onto her tongue in thick, warm streams, the taste of him salty and sweet at the same time.
“Fucking hell,” David groaned loudly, his head falling back against the wall with a little thump.
She swallowed quickly, but he kept coming, to the point where some leaked out of her mouth, running down his shaft to where her hand was fisted around the base. When he was finished and completely still, she cleaned him off as best as she could and licked her fingers before gently letting go of his softening cock.
With a definite lack of coordination, David pulled his briefs and pants up, not even bothering with the zipper or button because that required too much effort at the moment. Then, his legs on the verge of giving out, he slid down the wall to the floor, and pulled Paige down onto his lap.
She grinned at him, suddenly overcome with adrenaline at the realization she had gone down on him and made him come like a firehose. And more importantly, Paige had done it freely and enjoyed it immensely—maybe not more than he had, obviously, but it was probably close.
“Forget victory dinners,” he muttered, sounding totally wrecked, even to his own ears. “From now on, I’m bowling for blow jobs.”
She laughed out loud, in long peals that floated down the hallway.
“Please don’t take this the wrong way,” David told her softly, “but that was ... unexpected.”
She leaned forward and began peppering his face with little kisses. “Remember when I told you I watched romantic porn? Well, I sometimes watched gay porn for blow jobs.”
“You watched men give other men blow jobs?” he asked, wondering why that turned him on so much. Because it totally did.
“Just hear me out—”
“Oh, I’m all ears.”
“See, I figured that a man probably knows what a man likes more than a woman, right? Because he’s a man. And I decided that if I wanted to learn about blow jobs—you know, technique and whatnot—without going out and just giving a bunch of them, then I should do some research.”
“That’s what you called it? Research?”
“Look, if you wanted to learn how to fix a leaky faucet, you’d probably watch a few YouTube videos for instruction, right? So, that’s basically what I did.”
“Are you comparing plumbing tutorials on YouTube to blow-job porn?”
“Yes. Blow-job porn is really instructional.”
“I’m sure it is. Although, I’ve never really thought of it that way.”
Paige gave him a look that basically told him he needed to quit talking. “Do you mind if I finish my story?”
“Sorry. Please continue.”
She was silent for a moment, as if to make sure he was really going to keep his trap shut, before continuing. “So, like I was saying, blow-job porn is really instructional. I learned a lot.”
David bit his tongue, but he wasn’t able to completely derail a smirk; thankfully, she was focused on her story and didn’t notice. “Like what?”
“I learned that men are a lot rougher when giving a blow job, versus women. Men also pay more attention to balls than women do. You know, sucking and licking, etc.”
For some reason, the ‘etc.’ made him want to laugh. Paige was being so earnest and that, coupled with the topic of discussion, was almost too much for him.
“I also learned that watching a man give another man a blow job was a bit of a turn-on, which really surprised me, because I wan’t expecting that. But—and this is a big but—I was extremely picky when it came to the men I watched. The men had to be good looking and really masculine, almost like they were straight. You know what I mean? Not effeminate in any way. And of course, they both had to have nice cocks. Like yours.”
They looked at each other for several heartbeats, the intimacy between them a tangible thing. David placed his hands on her face and pulled her in for a kiss, his lips firmly taking hers, his tongue delving into her mouth like he owned it. And in a way, he did, he decided, because his cock having been there, ejaculating just moments before felt like a sort of ownership.
