The Blowjob

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Somehow, the topic of blowjobs had come up.It was just the four of us drinking in my friends’ college apartment living room. Normally, a friday night would have had us out crashing one of the local frat parties or else hitting up our other friends, but for whatever reason, frat row was silent that night and many of our other friends were studying abroad, busy with clubs, or sleeping early for the weekends’ tournament. I don’t remember waht exactly the case was that weekend, but it was probably some combination of those factors.This would happen to me, Sean, Kyle, and Ryan from time to time and it was fine. We were the close-knit inner circle of our friend group and enjoyed just passing the time with one another and a few beers.This had the side affect of inducing Ryan to complain about his off-campus girlfriend again. She was some girl he’s known growing up and had gotten with since moving away to college. From everything he told us, she seemed like a total bitch. But that night, his topic of complaint was blowjobs.”I’ve never had a good blowjob,” he was saying.”Never?” Sean and I said in unison. We touched eyes for a moment. I happened to know that Sean had, at least once, recieved an excellent blowjob.”What does that mean?” Kyle said.”Like, I’ve never came from just a blowjob,” he said.”Really?” Kyle said. “I mean I’ve never really been with anyone who likes to give blowjobs–which Göztepe Escort is fine, I don’t really care–but yeah, no, I’ve never came from a blowjob,” Ryan said, sipping his second beer and leaning back into the couch. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s me?”Ryan was a lanky guy. Even sprawld back against the couch, his knees seemed to stick out well into the middle of the cramped apartment. He had freckles and a mop of shaggy black hair–a kind of reformed goth kid. He was attractive enough and I always liked him as a friend.I, personally, was the kind of girl who liked to give blowjobs–if for no other reason than how much it seemed to thrill the guy. Dicks are gross. They usually taste bad, but it was usually worth it for the satisfaction. I was stunned that Ryan hadn’t come across one girl like that.”I give the best blowjobs,” I said. “Like, I’m sure I could make you cum.”There was a silence then as all of the guys looked at me. I hadn’t really thought about how it sounded. I just thought it was true and the sentence came out.Sean let out a little, nervous laugh. It was the same sound he made every time he was uncomfortable.”Oh, my god,” I said, buring my reddening face in one of the throw pillows.The others laughed now too, easing the tension.I’d said it partly because the second beer had loosened me up and partly because I, too, was dating an off-campus boyfriend Göztepe Escort Bayan and was starting to feel the horniness coming on. Last semester, I cheated on my boyfriend, it had gotten that bad. I don’t feel great about that, even now that we’ve been broken up, but sometimes a girl just needs a dick.This semester, we had decided to have an open relationship until we graduated and were home together again. Even so, I hadn’t slept with anyone yet. Honestly, it’s because I don’t love having sex with a random. The one night stand thing never really works out for me–too many creeps or too many feelings. But all of my friends this semester were seeing someone else. I’d thought about buying a vibrator, but I never pulled the trigger. And my fingers could only do so much. I guess I was starting to feel it more than I thought.”I just meant that I’m good at them,” I said, trying to laugh it off. “Like, I know all the tricks.”They laughed again.”Yeah, so what are the tricks?” Ryan asked.I raised a curled fist and spoke triumphantly: “The balls!”Sean and Kyle laughed, but Ryan looked down at his beer thoughtfully.”People always say that,” he said.They do always say that. The truth is: it’s about attitude. Guys can tell when you’re not into it. You’ve got to use your hands. You’ve got to use your tongue. Not having a gag reflex helps. Considering Escort Göztepe all of this got me thinking about the last blowjob I gave and the riding I’d done after it. The memory was doing nothing to ease my sudden lust.”Hey, Abby, I bet you won’t put your money where your mouth is,” Kyle joked.In return for the pun, I tossed the throw pillow at him from across the room.”Is that some kind of challenge?” I joked back.”You did say ‘bet’,” Sean reminded me.I looked over at Ryan, who’d been quiet. I noticed a small bulge in his sweatpants that hadn’t been there before. I gave him a half smile.”What do you think, Ry?” I teased. “Could I make you cum?””I don’t know,” he said, seriously. “You’d be the first.”With a little pang, I realized that Ryan really thought it was him who was the problem.But Sean and Kyle erupted into blowjob virgin jokes and it was Ryan’s turn to look embarassed.I don’t know what I was thinking when I slipped to my knees from the couch beside Ryan. It was guided entirely by that pang in my stomach and the other feeling from between my legs. Kyle and Sean were whooping and joking behind me.As I placed my hands in Ryan’s lap, I spared a thought for his bitch girlfriend.”Blowjobs don’t count, right?” I thought, echoing a line I thought I remembered from a TV show or soemthing.I started to peel back the liner of Ryan’s sweatpants, slowly at first, giving him time to stop me and pass it off as a joke. I expected him to. But he didn’t. Instead, Ryan lifted his ass off the couch enough for me to pull his pants and boxers down to his thighs, exposing his cock and a round of jokes from the two boys behind us who had just seen their friend’s penis for the first time.

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