How Brushing My Teeth Improved My Blowjob Technique

People are constantly asking, “How do you give a good head?” and “How do you keep from gagging?” I tell them I’ve learned from unusual sources. I’m not an expert on oral sex, but I learned mainly by brushing my teeth.

I had a fluffy partner who used to give so much guidance on how he wanted it done, I felt like I was in school or in the army. After what I thought was a less-than-ordinary fellatio performance, I would always go into the bathroom to brush my teeth to get his hairs and him out of my mouth. I brush and brush and brush. Not so much about oral hygiene, though I wanted it out of my mouth, but partly because I was able to exercise my gag reflex while brushing my tongue. He was either practicing in private, or exercising on too many boys who would not appreciate my efforts. So armed with my toothbrush and ego, I would take my toothbrush and brush the back of my tongue so long ago, I would almost throw up. I did so much that I hit the little bally thing at the back of my neck without eventually gagging.

Next, I would moisturize my mouth to get my whole lips and mouth dripping. Yes it’s sexy they’re the way the water drips. Then I would stretch my lips and open my mouth as wide as I could while trying to look sexy. Don’t waste your time, there’s nothing sexy about that look.

Then came the part that my dentist could appreciate. I brushed my teeth. You know some people would keep the foam from building up in their mouth because it looks nasty? Well that’s not me. The more foamy the better. That’s when I practiced my “slurps” I would spit the wet tongue over the sink, then slide it back up. Yep, it was that simple.

After all that diligent oral hygiene, I was ready for next time. When the next time came, I was nervous I had a dry mouth. So I popped a strangely strong mint in my mouth and went to town. I forgot to spit the mint out. WHOA! As soon as my mouth went down on his head, I knew I had it! He complained in what could only be ecstasy and I watched his toes curl, his thighs throbbing strongly and his passionate groans encouraging me to keep going. My ego skyrocketed and I remembered the tips I received from my dear Gay friends. Heavily I put both hands on it and went to work stroking it so that I spin and churn butter. My hands had a mind of their own. It was as if they were working independently, and yet along with my mouth. Once again my dear ego jumps in and wants to show off. I suck in my toes to get a mouthful of spit, cup my hands and fill them with all the moisture my mouth can produce and spit, not that slim dribbling either, I mean spit every humidity on it so I can hit its head and shave smoothly. That’s when I would confidently, with pro experience, delight and entertain him by raising his ever-tender penis and breathing his balls into my mouth. Enjoy it with my newly found blowjob skills. Hardening his cheeks into my mouth as if they were all fine quail eggs while whining, slipping and humming to my own beat.

Did I look up to him like they did in the porno’s? Well, before I am armed with this powerful verbal awareness – No … I mean what would I look at? But now? Hell yes. I look up, not look to see “am I doing a good job or” if “he is enjoying my performance. I look up to look at him and let my eyes tell him , “yes, I know I’m awesome”.

I guess you’re wondering what happens when it finishes? Am I swallowing? The answer depends on my mood. Sometimes I like to see my handicraft and let it shoot wherever (I also think it’s great for the skin) and rub it in or play with it. Other times, I swallow. The trick to that is, let him see it in your mouth first. Your mouth will naturally water up the longer you hold it in your mouth, which will make it easier to swallow. Once you get it all down, open it wide and show, “All gone.”

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