Things I Think While Simultaneously Giving and Receiving a Blow Job

Things I Think While Simultaneously Giving and Receiving a Blow Job


There’s a penis in my mouth!
Also, my penis is in someone’s mouth!

Is this a race?
I don’t think I’m winning.

He’s heavy, so I ask if we can shift to our sides.
We do, but I now feel lazy, like taking a nap with his wiener in my food hole.
I feel comfortable with his weeny in there. A little too comfortable.

He seems to think he’s winning this race.
He thinks that a good blow job is about speed.
I think it’s more about style. And ball play.
I like to feel like I’m force-feeding him a bit.
I’d like to make him feel used, at least for a moment.

Uh oh. He’s choking.
Time to lay off the whole “shoving my cock in as far as I can” thing that I’ve been doing.

Or does he like to choke?
Whoops. Forgot there was a dick in my mouth.
I’m juggling a lot of things here.
There’s so much to think about.

Giving a blow job while receiving a blow job is like trying to spin your arms in opposite directions at the same time.

If I make sexy noises will he think he’s doing a good job?

He’s making sexy noises now. I think that means he wants me to think that he’s enjoying the work I’m doing.

What I’m doing can’t feel that good. I’m barely even trying.

Still: My dick is in someone’s mouth! And, there’s a dick in my mouth!

Where should I cum?

Gay Jesus