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"No way!" Craig almost screamed and laughed out loud, in response to his friend, Vanessa's, ridiculous suggestion. "Guys have dicks. We know exactly the right way to make another dick feel good. It's inherent, and it's a natural advantage over a woman that they'll never be able to overcome. I've even blown a few straight guys in my time, and they all say the same thing. Even though it's a guy who's blowing them, a woman simply can't compete."
"Maybe," Venessa responded, and took another large sip of her vodka tonic mix, feeling just as drunk as her two gay best friends, "but when you've blown a lot of guys, and had a fair few cocks in your mouth, it no longer matters as much, we can become familiar with all the right ways to make a dick feel nice, if we care to."
Craig snorted, and dismissed her with an hand gesture, before responding, by asking Max to back him up.
Max tried to be fair to both his friends, but his opinion on the subject didn't really differ much from his friend, Craig. It made sense that men, especially gay guys with some experience would give much better head. His brother, during some candid conversions, even told Max that he was a little bit jealous of the fact that at least gay guys enjoyed sucking each other's dicks. In his experience, most women only did it, if they did at all, out of a sense of duty to please their partners.
But Max was no one if not someone who always tried to play the diplomat between his two best friends, who were both, generally speaking, rather competitive people.
Whereas Max was much more laid back and didn't waste his time trying to compete with others, especially over such trivialities.
Max took a drink of his own vodka mix before responding. "I don't know. I've never been blown by a woman. The only lips that have been around my meat, have belonged to men."
"Yeah, but it makes sense that someone with a dick of their own would know exactly how to please another guy's dick better than someone who didn't, right?"
"Um, sure I guess." Max really didn't want to get involved.
"That's such bullshit! I've had my pussy eaten out by both men and women," Vanessa chuckled, "and while on balance women generally gave me better head, some of the best I've received have been from guys. In fact, if memory serves me right, the best tonguing I ever had was from Dave." Dave was a married joiner that Vanessa had at one time been hooking up with, until a few months ago.
Both gay guys gaped a little bit at Vanessa's statement. She was always pretty open about her sex life, but the alcohol only seemed to make her even more so.
Vanessa turned to Craig and continued, "I bet you anything that if you didn't know who was blowing you, whether it was a man or a woman, especially if the woman was well practiced and wanted to do it, you'd enjoy getting head from a woman just as much. We're not all clueless prudes, you know!"
"Eww! Don't even dare give me that mental image." Craig shuddered at the thought of his dick being inside a woman's mouth.
"It's true!" Vanessa stated emphatically.
"Bullshit it is!" Craig laughed.
Max chuckled too, at both of their silliness.
"Oh you think it's funny too"?
Max just shrugged in response.
"I'll prove it then!"
Both Craig and Max stopped laughing, curious about what she'd meant by her last statement.
"And how exactly are you going to do that, Vanessa?" Craig asked his friend.
"We can get to the bottom of this right here, right now!" She declared.
"Riiiight... So you're just going to bring back some poor sap and have us both blow him, and have him be the judge?"
"No, of course not," she replied. "We'll just use Max," she finished like it was the simplest thing in the world she'd just suggested.
"What!?" Both Craig and Max responded in unison. Craig looking like he was trying to refrain from laughing out loud at her ridiculous suggestion. And Max looked a little shocked at the mere thought of it.
"It's simple. Just blindfold Max, we both give him head, and then have him be the judge."
"Jesus, Vanessa!" Max replied, although he felt a slight stirring in his pants at the mental image.
"I can't blow Max, Vanessa. He's my friend!" Craig looked a little uneasy at the thought. They'd been close friends since kindergarten. Max was more like a brother to Craig, than anything remotely like a sex interest. They'd been there to support each other through all their ups and downs. Their coming outs. Their first crushes, their first boyfriends, losing their virginities. And their first break-ups. But they'd never once done anything more than kiss. And that was a one time thing, done out of sheer curiosity and it had happened in 6th grade.
Now, Max did have somewhat of a soft spot for Craig. And... had Craig shown some mutual interest, it is possible that something romantic might have escort tanıtımları (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/escort-tanitimlari) developed between the two. But Craig had always been firmly against that idea. It was clear enough to Max that he didn't even try to change it, and had long accepted it and dated other guys instead.
They'd met Vanessa in high school. Vanessa, along with some other friends, Max and Craig had met when they'd shared the same table for lunch. However, they'd lost contact with most of their school friends after graduating. Now Vanessa, Max and Craig were all studying at the same college. Max was studying political science, Craig; history, and Vanessa; cinematics and photography.
"But a dick's a dick, right?" Vanessa smirked. "Or are you not up to the challenge?"
"Um, hello!? Max here. What about my opinion on the matter? After all, you're tying to make ME the guinea pig for your little rivalry."
"You get two blowjobs out of it," Vanessa winked at him.
"Not happening. Plus, he'd be able to tell which one's which. You have long hair.."
"I'll tie it back..." Vanessa interrupted.
"You have smaller hands..."
"Barely." She scoffed.
"And there's facial hair," Max chipped in, unsure why he was even bothering. They never listened to him anyway, especially when they were in this mood."
"We can shave his face, not that there's much of a stubble to begin with." Which was true, unlike Max, Craig was clean shaven.
"Long nails!" Craig replied.
"They're press-ons. Vanessa emphasized this by pulling off one of her press-on nails.
"And.." She continued, "as long as we're both quiet, he won't hear any voices to provide a clue as to who's who."
Craig was trying his best to find a logical flaw in her argument, but failed. He was left to either forfeit the argument, which he really didn't want to do, because he was absolutely convinced that guys gave better head, of course they did! It was common sense, or accept her challenge.
Hopefully, he mused, Max will rebuff her silly idea. Craig was pretty sure his friend would. After all, he was gay, and Craig was his friend, so there was no upside to this, for Max.
Which is why he was left feeling aghast when Max accepted the challenge, just a moment later.
Max, was just too tempted by the prospect of actually getting a blowjob from Craig, that he just couldn't refuse to play his part in Vanessa's challenge. Even if that meant her putting her mouth around his dick, too.
He'd tolerate it if it meant Craig would be doing the same thing. In fact, maybe if he complimented Craig's technique in front of Vanessa, once it was all over, and bolstered Craig's ego by naming him as the one who gave better blowjob, then maybe Max would still be in with a shot of having something more with Craig. And maybe all Craig needed was a little prodding in the right direction. Once he'd given Max a blowjob, that might well happen.
"Maaaax," Craig whined.
Vanessa laughed. "Yessss!" She pumped her fist and grinned triumphantly at Craig.
And that's how Max found himself sitting down, with his fingers underneath the sides of his thighs, so he couldn't accidently touch anything, with a blindfold over his face.
Craig and Vanessa had gone to great lengths to ensure that there was no hint of who was who, and that Max couldn't see or feel anything that would give the game up.
Both Craig and Vanessa were standing back a few feet from Max, who was sitting in the chair.
"Max," Craig said, "you're uh.. going to have to lower your jeans and briefs if we're to do this."
"Right." Max said, and inhaled deeply before exhaling again, and pulled down his jeans and briefs in one, before slipping the ends of his fingers back under his thighs.
Max wasn't a shy guy, but he still felt a little awkward being naked, blindfolded and entirely flaccid in front of his two friends. He couldn't see their reactions, but he could hear it.
From what he could make out just by sound, Craig inhaled sharply, and Vanessa muttered a quiet "wow".
The truth was, Max was hung. And this was evident even when he was completely soft, which was the case now. His trimmed cock hung down thick and long, and looked so damn mouthwateringly tasty to his two speechless friends. His full, thick sack looking equally impressive resting against the padded chair seat.
The order in which the two friends would go, had already been decided between them, when Max was out of earshot.
Silently, Craig went first, doing his very best not to give anything away, although he was confident he'd win the stupid challenge, he knew that Vanessa would call foul if she thought Max was given any hint about who was who.
Craig crouched down silently, and stared in awe at his friend's gorgeous cock. Even in its present soft state it already looked almost more impressive than any other cock he'd seen in person.
Gently he lifted Max's cock between his thumb and forefinger gaziantep escort tanıtımları (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/escort-tanitimlari) and massaged it back and forth just a little, until it started to thicken between his fingers, and then he put the swollen rosy red tip of Max's dick into his mouth and began to flick back and forth, over the head, with his tongue.
It surprised Craig just how good it felt to have Max's thick shaft between his lips. Why hadn't he done this sooner? Although he supposed Max would have found it just as weird to have his friend giving him a blowjob as he had previously felt about the prospect of doing it.
Meanwhile, Max was rather enjoying this blowjob. Vanessa, or was it Craig? Was actually pretty good. One of the better blowjobs he'd received for sure. It's true that he'd had better but this had to be in the top 15 or so, for sure.
Vanessa, who he was pretty sure was the one currently sucking on his cock, wasn't completely wrong, Max thought.
Maybe some girls can give a good blowjob. Better than some guys, even. But he'd still had much better elsewhere.
She was sucking on the head of his cock while stroking his shaft up and down. Max personally preferred to feel a little bit more pressure from the grip during the stroke, but this was still nice. her lips felt good around his shaft as she began to take more of his length into her mouth, although she did seem to be struggling to take in more than half of him.
Max wanted to grab her head and push her down a little more, to take more of his length. But he wasn't sure how a woman would respond to such a forceful action, plus, if he did, he'd be able to tell it was her, and the whole thing would be over. And he was still very much looking forward to Craig doing the same thing next. Although he had much higher hopes and expectations for him.
The noise on the timer began to beep, and Craig stopped sucking Max's cock, stood back until he was standing next to Vanessa again. He smirked at her. Vanessa rolled her eyes at him in response, and then she spoke up and told Max he could take his blindfold off again.
"Remember, no comments now about how good or bad the blowjob was. You have to wait until the end. This is just to give you time to calm back down and get yourself ready for the other one of us to do the same. And then you can judge which blowjob, the first, or the second, was the best."
The agreed allotted time was ten minutes. Ten minutes for the blood flow in Max's large swollen appendage to return to the rest of his body.
However, those ten minutes were pretty uncomfortable. None of the three friends really knew what to say to each other, without it sounding awkward, or giving any clues as to who had just given Max the blowjob. they spent the majority of that ten minutes drinking more vodka, and reviewing their own silent thoughts.
Suffice to say, both Craig and Vanessa had a newfound respect for Max. More specifically, for Max's impressive cock.
Vanessa was looking forward to getting her first taste of that beautiful cock. She was going to give it the time of its life. She was sure, after watching Craig, that she could win this thing. She was quite surprised at how unskilled Craig appeared to be for someone who'd been around, and sucked his fair share of cock.
Craig was feeling pretty smug with himself. Expecting to have this one in the bag. He'd just given the best blowjob of his life. He'd been a little astonished, to say the least, when his friend's briefs came down and that gorgeous long cock was exposed to him.
Soon enough, the ten minutes were up. Max was back in the same position, blindfolded, and the tips of his fingers were once again, covered with the sides of his legs.
His cock was once again, completely limp. And Craig and Vanessa did everything they could not to give any clue as to who would be going next.
Once everyone had verbally agreed that they were ready, this time Vanessa made her way towards Max's soft cock. Her eyes were as wide as an hungry fat woman's at an all-you-can-eat buffet. She was going to OWN this cock.
Vanessa began by leaving soft trails of kisses all around and along Max's soft cock. They were so gentle, Max could barely feel them. But the feeling of her warm breath on his skin was starting to have some affect, and his fleshy tube was already beginning to stir to life.
Then Vanessa began to flick her tongue rapidly back and forth across the very tip of Max's cock, and over his sensitive frenulum, before nibbling softly on the crown. While she was doing all this, she was stroking the length of his thick shaft in long, firm strokes. She caught sight of Max's thighs and hands beginning to twitch, and knew that she was working him real good.
Max was now sure that this was indeed Craig. Something he'd been wanting for as long as he'd known Craig was gay too. After this was all over, he would approach Craig, when they were alone, and ask him if he wanted one gaziantep escort bayan tanıtımları (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/escort-tanitimlari) back, and he hoped Craig would say yes to the offer.
Max's knees nearly buckled when Craig, or so he assumed, began deep throating him. Max was truly blessed in size, and very few men, if any, had been able to do what Craig was doing to him right now. It was a frantic exchange between, one minute having the length of his shaft licked so thoroughly, up and down like a giant popsicle, and then the next moment having his entire length enveloped inside Craig's soft, warm, delicious mouth.
Remarkably, Max could feel Craig's lips regularly touching the base of his cock. Even more impressive, Craig seemed to have absolutely no gag reflex when he was doing this. He couldn't even feel Craig's body pressing against his knees as he continued deep throating Max. Even while giving Max the best blowjob of his life - a fact that Max now felt confident enough in admitting - Craig was still making sure not to give anything away by pressing his flat chest against Max.
Vanessa sped up her movements even faster, focusing entirely on deep-throating his thick pole. She could see Max's breathing quicken, his body beginning to squirm and writhe to the wonderful attention she was giving him.
With Max being gay, she wasn't expecting to actually bring him to orgasm, especially in the short allotted time that each of them had, but she figured she had at least another minute left on the clock and realized that she might just be able to make him cum inside her mouth before her time was up.
And so her movements quickened even more, her lips sealed around his thick flesh pole even tighter, she began massaging his balls with one of her hands, and squeezed his throbbing shaft firmly with her other.
Max couldn't help it, Craig was just too good at this, he realized he was going to cum any moment now. Without intending to, Max began humping back into Craig's mouth, moaning and groaning out loud, as he felt his cock explode with a enormous amount of cum, which Craig seemed to manage to drink in with ease, as there was no pause between the sucking, no choking sounds, or gagging. Max realized that Craig had to be a masterful cocksucker. Much better than he considered himself to be. Because there's no way he'd be able to handle a cock as big as his own, quite as well as Craig had.
A few moments later and Max had ceased humping into Vanessa's mouth. With only one word to say, he whispered "wow" out under his breath, but the two others heard it anyway.
Vanessa ran her fingers across her lips and collected any residual cum and then she licked her finger clean. She turned to look at Craig, who looked... was it horrified or stupefied? She couldn't tell. But all she did was mirror and mock his earlier smirk, and then shot him a triumphant grin of her own.
A few moments later, after all three of them had gathered their bearings, Max had cleaned up, Vanessa had poured herself another drink, and Craig sat and waited quietly. It was unusually quiet for him. Feeling ashamed, he could barely look at his two friends, especially Vanessa.
Vanessa wasn't a cruel person, and loved both her friends, including Craig, with all her heart. But she was also competitive and self-assured. She didn't give up on this aspect of her character, even to suit her good friend's fragile ego.
Max broke the silence. "Well, I guess that's that." He looked at Vanessa and smiled softly. Then he looked at Craig and smiled a little longer.
"So what do you think?" Vanessa asked him.
"Well, you were both good. Really good."
Even now he didn't want to name his preference, wanting to spare Vanessa's feelings.
"It's OK. You can say which you preferred. We don't mind, do we, Craig?"
Craig shook his head, unable to look at either of them for too long. His confidence, more, his whole world had taken quite a beating. He couldn't deny what he'd seen with his own two eyes.
Vanessa had done things to Max's cock that didn't seem possible. How the hell did she manage to take his whole cock, right down to the base, and not just...die? And do so without gagging or throwing up?
And she'd made him cum in less than ten minutes. Craig felt humiliated. He felt crushed. He took another long swig of his drink, hoping to drown out his embarrassment.
"Well.. the first one was really good...." Max began, slowly.
"And the second?" Vanessa asked. Max lifted his eyebrows curiously, at her question.
"Well the second one was really good, too."
"Yeah, yeah!" she interrupted, "but which one did you like best?"
Max was getting a little annoyed at his friend now, at her interruptions, and she was being kind of pushy too.
"The second one was clearly better. He made me cum, and he even made me cum much faster than anyone else has before."
Max was startled a little, and Craig looked away, because Vanessa jumped up off of the couch and threw her first into the air, in a sign of triumph. "Yes!" She yelled. Then she turned around to Craig, "told you I could beat you!" She said, grinning at him.
"What!?" Yelled Max, stunned at Vanessa's words.
Vanessa's face fell when she saw the defeated look on her friend's face. She walked towards Craig and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Craig just sat there and allowed it, but didn't hug her back.
*
"No way!" Craig almost screamed and laughed out loud, in response to his friend, Vanessa's, ridiculous suggestion. "Guys have dicks. We know exactly the right way to make another dick feel good. It's inherent, and it's a natural advantage over a woman that they'll never be able to overcome. I've even blown a few straight guys in my time, and they all say the same thing. Even though it's a guy who's blowing them, a woman simply can't compete."
"Maybe," Venessa responded, and took another large sip of her vodka tonic mix, feeling just as drunk as her two gay best friends, "but when you've blown a lot of guys, and had a fair few cocks in your mouth, it no longer matters as much, we can become familiar with all the right ways to make a dick feel nice, if we care to."
Craig snorted, and dismissed her with an hand gesture, before responding, by asking Max to back him up.
Max tried to be fair to both his friends, but his opinion on the subject didn't really differ much from his friend, Craig. It made sense that men, especially gay guys with some experience would give much better head. His brother, during some candid conversions, even told Max that he was a little bit jealous of the fact that at least gay guys enjoyed sucking each other's dicks. In his experience, most women only did it, if they did at all, out of a sense of duty to please their partners.
But Max was no one if not someone who always tried to play the diplomat between his two best friends, who were both, generally speaking, rather competitive people.
Whereas Max was much more laid back and didn't waste his time trying to compete with others, especially over such trivialities.
Max took a drink of his own vodka mix before responding. "I don't know. I've never been blown by a woman. The only lips that have been around my meat, have belonged to men."
"Yeah, but it makes sense that someone with a dick of their own would know exactly how to please another guy's dick better than someone who didn't, right?"
"Um, sure I guess." Max really didn't want to get involved.
"That's such bullshit! I've had my pussy eaten out by both men and women," Vanessa chuckled, "and while on balance women generally gave me better head, some of the best I've received have been from guys. In fact, if memory serves me right, the best tonguing I ever had was from Dave." Dave was a married joiner that Vanessa had at one time been hooking up with, until a few months ago.
Both gay guys gaped a little bit at Vanessa's statement. She was always pretty open about her sex life, but the alcohol only seemed to make her even more so.
Vanessa turned to Craig and continued, "I bet you anything that if you didn't know who was blowing you, whether it was a man or a woman, especially if the woman was well practiced and wanted to do it, you'd enjoy getting head from a woman just as much. We're not all clueless prudes, you know!"
"Eww! Don't even dare give me that mental image." Craig shuddered at the thought of his dick being inside a woman's mouth.
"It's true!" Vanessa stated emphatically.
"Bullshit it is!" Craig laughed.
Max chuckled too, at both of their silliness.
"Oh you think it's funny too"?
Max just shrugged in response.
"I'll prove it then!"
Both Craig and Max stopped laughing, curious about what she'd meant by her last statement.
"And how exactly are you going to do that, Vanessa?" Craig asked his friend.
"We can get to the bottom of this right here, right now!" She declared.
"Riiiight... So you're just going to bring back some poor sap and have us both blow him, and have him be the judge?"
"No, of course not," she replied. "We'll just use Max," she finished like it was the simplest thing in the world she'd just suggested.
"What!?" Both Craig and Max responded in unison. Craig looking like he was trying to refrain from laughing out loud at her ridiculous suggestion. And Max looked a little shocked at the mere thought of it.
"It's simple. Just blindfold Max, we both give him head, and then have him be the judge."
"Jesus, Vanessa!" Max replied, although he felt a slight stirring in his pants at the mental image.
"I can't blow Max, Vanessa. He's my friend!" Craig looked a little uneasy at the thought. They'd been close friends since kindergarten. Max was more like a brother to Craig, than anything remotely like a sex interest. They'd been there to support each other through all their ups and downs. Their coming outs. Their first crushes, their first boyfriends, losing their virginities. And their first break-ups. But they'd never once done anything more than kiss. And that was a one time thing, done out of sheer curiosity and it had happened in 6th grade.
Now, Max did have somewhat of a soft spot for Craig. And... had Craig shown some mutual interest, it is possible that something romantic might have escort tanıtımları (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/escort-tanitimlari) developed between the two. But Craig had always been firmly against that idea. It was clear enough to Max that he didn't even try to change it, and had long accepted it and dated other guys instead.
They'd met Vanessa in high school. Vanessa, along with some other friends, Max and Craig had met when they'd shared the same table for lunch. However, they'd lost contact with most of their school friends after graduating. Now Vanessa, Max and Craig were all studying at the same college. Max was studying political science, Craig; history, and Vanessa; cinematics and photography.
"But a dick's a dick, right?" Vanessa smirked. "Or are you not up to the challenge?"
"Um, hello!? Max here. What about my opinion on the matter? After all, you're tying to make ME the guinea pig for your little rivalry."
"You get two blowjobs out of it," Vanessa winked at him.
"Not happening. Plus, he'd be able to tell which one's which. You have long hair.."
"I'll tie it back..." Vanessa interrupted.
"You have smaller hands..."
"Barely." She scoffed.
"And there's facial hair," Max chipped in, unsure why he was even bothering. They never listened to him anyway, especially when they were in this mood."
"We can shave his face, not that there's much of a stubble to begin with." Which was true, unlike Max, Craig was clean shaven.
"Long nails!" Craig replied.
"They're press-ons. Vanessa emphasized this by pulling off one of her press-on nails.
"And.." She continued, "as long as we're both quiet, he won't hear any voices to provide a clue as to who's who."
Craig was trying his best to find a logical flaw in her argument, but failed. He was left to either forfeit the argument, which he really didn't want to do, because he was absolutely convinced that guys gave better head, of course they did! It was common sense, or accept her challenge.
Hopefully, he mused, Max will rebuff her silly idea. Craig was pretty sure his friend would. After all, he was gay, and Craig was his friend, so there was no upside to this, for Max.
Which is why he was left feeling aghast when Max accepted the challenge, just a moment later.
Max, was just too tempted by the prospect of actually getting a blowjob from Craig, that he just couldn't refuse to play his part in Vanessa's challenge. Even if that meant her putting her mouth around his dick, too.
He'd tolerate it if it meant Craig would be doing the same thing. In fact, maybe if he complimented Craig's technique in front of Vanessa, once it was all over, and bolstered Craig's ego by naming him as the one who gave better blowjob, then maybe Max would still be in with a shot of having something more with Craig. And maybe all Craig needed was a little prodding in the right direction. Once he'd given Max a blowjob, that might well happen.
"Maaaax," Craig whined.
Vanessa laughed. "Yessss!" She pumped her fist and grinned triumphantly at Craig.
And that's how Max found himself sitting down, with his fingers underneath the sides of his thighs, so he couldn't accidently touch anything, with a blindfold over his face.
Craig and Vanessa had gone to great lengths to ensure that there was no hint of who was who, and that Max couldn't see or feel anything that would give the game up.
Both Craig and Vanessa were standing back a few feet from Max, who was sitting in the chair.
"Max," Craig said, "you're uh.. going to have to lower your jeans and briefs if we're to do this."
"Right." Max said, and inhaled deeply before exhaling again, and pulled down his jeans and briefs in one, before slipping the ends of his fingers back under his thighs.
Max wasn't a shy guy, but he still felt a little awkward being naked, blindfolded and entirely flaccid in front of his two friends. He couldn't see their reactions, but he could hear it.
From what he could make out just by sound, Craig inhaled sharply, and Vanessa muttered a quiet "wow".
The truth was, Max was hung. And this was evident even when he was completely soft, which was the case now. His trimmed cock hung down thick and long, and looked so damn mouthwateringly tasty to his two speechless friends. His full, thick sack looking equally impressive resting against the padded chair seat.
The order in which the two friends would go, had already been decided between them, when Max was out of earshot.
Silently, Craig went first, doing his very best not to give anything away, although he was confident he'd win the stupid challenge, he knew that Vanessa would call foul if she thought Max was given any hint about who was who.
Craig crouched down silently, and stared in awe at his friend's gorgeous cock. Even in its present soft state it already looked almost more impressive than any other cock he'd seen in person.
Gently he lifted Max's cock between his thumb and forefinger gaziantep escort tanıtımları (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/escort-tanitimlari) and massaged it back and forth just a little, until it started to thicken between his fingers, and then he put the swollen rosy red tip of Max's dick into his mouth and began to flick back and forth, over the head, with his tongue.
It surprised Craig just how good it felt to have Max's thick shaft between his lips. Why hadn't he done this sooner? Although he supposed Max would have found it just as weird to have his friend giving him a blowjob as he had previously felt about the prospect of doing it.
Meanwhile, Max was rather enjoying this blowjob. Vanessa, or was it Craig? Was actually pretty good. One of the better blowjobs he'd received for sure. It's true that he'd had better but this had to be in the top 15 or so, for sure.
Vanessa, who he was pretty sure was the one currently sucking on his cock, wasn't completely wrong, Max thought.
Maybe some girls can give a good blowjob. Better than some guys, even. But he'd still had much better elsewhere.
She was sucking on the head of his cock while stroking his shaft up and down. Max personally preferred to feel a little bit more pressure from the grip during the stroke, but this was still nice. her lips felt good around his shaft as she began to take more of his length into her mouth, although she did seem to be struggling to take in more than half of him.
Max wanted to grab her head and push her down a little more, to take more of his length. But he wasn't sure how a woman would respond to such a forceful action, plus, if he did, he'd be able to tell it was her, and the whole thing would be over. And he was still very much looking forward to Craig doing the same thing next. Although he had much higher hopes and expectations for him.
The noise on the timer began to beep, and Craig stopped sucking Max's cock, stood back until he was standing next to Vanessa again. He smirked at her. Vanessa rolled her eyes at him in response, and then she spoke up and told Max he could take his blindfold off again.
"Remember, no comments now about how good or bad the blowjob was. You have to wait until the end. This is just to give you time to calm back down and get yourself ready for the other one of us to do the same. And then you can judge which blowjob, the first, or the second, was the best."
The agreed allotted time was ten minutes. Ten minutes for the blood flow in Max's large swollen appendage to return to the rest of his body.
However, those ten minutes were pretty uncomfortable. None of the three friends really knew what to say to each other, without it sounding awkward, or giving any clues as to who had just given Max the blowjob. they spent the majority of that ten minutes drinking more vodka, and reviewing their own silent thoughts.
Suffice to say, both Craig and Vanessa had a newfound respect for Max. More specifically, for Max's impressive cock.
Vanessa was looking forward to getting her first taste of that beautiful cock. She was going to give it the time of its life. She was sure, after watching Craig, that she could win this thing. She was quite surprised at how unskilled Craig appeared to be for someone who'd been around, and sucked his fair share of cock.
Craig was feeling pretty smug with himself. Expecting to have this one in the bag. He'd just given the best blowjob of his life. He'd been a little astonished, to say the least, when his friend's briefs came down and that gorgeous long cock was exposed to him.
Soon enough, the ten minutes were up. Max was back in the same position, blindfolded, and the tips of his fingers were once again, covered with the sides of his legs.
His cock was once again, completely limp. And Craig and Vanessa did everything they could not to give any clue as to who would be going next.
Once everyone had verbally agreed that they were ready, this time Vanessa made her way towards Max's soft cock. Her eyes were as wide as an hungry fat woman's at an all-you-can-eat buffet. She was going to OWN this cock.
Vanessa began by leaving soft trails of kisses all around and along Max's soft cock. They were so gentle, Max could barely feel them. But the feeling of her warm breath on his skin was starting to have some affect, and his fleshy tube was already beginning to stir to life.
Then Vanessa began to flick her tongue rapidly back and forth across the very tip of Max's cock, and over his sensitive frenulum, before nibbling softly on the crown. While she was doing all this, she was stroking the length of his thick shaft in long, firm strokes. She caught sight of Max's thighs and hands beginning to twitch, and knew that she was working him real good.
Max was now sure that this was indeed Craig. Something he'd been wanting for as long as he'd known Craig was gay too. After this was all over, he would approach Craig, when they were alone, and ask him if he wanted one gaziantep escort bayan tanıtımları (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/escort-tanitimlari) back, and he hoped Craig would say yes to the offer.
Max's knees nearly buckled when Craig, or so he assumed, began deep throating him. Max was truly blessed in size, and very few men, if any, had been able to do what Craig was doing to him right now. It was a frantic exchange between, one minute having the length of his shaft licked so thoroughly, up and down like a giant popsicle, and then the next moment having his entire length enveloped inside Craig's soft, warm, delicious mouth.
Remarkably, Max could feel Craig's lips regularly touching the base of his cock. Even more impressive, Craig seemed to have absolutely no gag reflex when he was doing this. He couldn't even feel Craig's body pressing against his knees as he continued deep throating Max. Even while giving Max the best blowjob of his life - a fact that Max now felt confident enough in admitting - Craig was still making sure not to give anything away by pressing his flat chest against Max.
Vanessa sped up her movements even faster, focusing entirely on deep-throating his thick pole. She could see Max's breathing quicken, his body beginning to squirm and writhe to the wonderful attention she was giving him.
With Max being gay, she wasn't expecting to actually bring him to orgasm, especially in the short allotted time that each of them had, but she figured she had at least another minute left on the clock and realized that she might just be able to make him cum inside her mouth before her time was up.
And so her movements quickened even more, her lips sealed around his thick flesh pole even tighter, she began massaging his balls with one of her hands, and squeezed his throbbing shaft firmly with her other.
Max couldn't help it, Craig was just too good at this, he realized he was going to cum any moment now. Without intending to, Max began humping back into Craig's mouth, moaning and groaning out loud, as he felt his cock explode with a enormous amount of cum, which Craig seemed to manage to drink in with ease, as there was no pause between the sucking, no choking sounds, or gagging. Max realized that Craig had to be a masterful cocksucker. Much better than he considered himself to be. Because there's no way he'd be able to handle a cock as big as his own, quite as well as Craig had.
A few moments later and Max had ceased humping into Vanessa's mouth. With only one word to say, he whispered "wow" out under his breath, but the two others heard it anyway.
Vanessa ran her fingers across her lips and collected any residual cum and then she licked her finger clean. She turned to look at Craig, who looked... was it horrified or stupefied? She couldn't tell. But all she did was mirror and mock his earlier smirk, and then shot him a triumphant grin of her own.
A few moments later, after all three of them had gathered their bearings, Max had cleaned up, Vanessa had poured herself another drink, and Craig sat and waited quietly. It was unusually quiet for him. Feeling ashamed, he could barely look at his two friends, especially Vanessa.
Vanessa wasn't a cruel person, and loved both her friends, including Craig, with all her heart. But she was also competitive and self-assured. She didn't give up on this aspect of her character, even to suit her good friend's fragile ego.
Max broke the silence. "Well, I guess that's that." He looked at Vanessa and smiled softly. Then he looked at Craig and smiled a little longer.
"So what do you think?" Vanessa asked him.
"Well, you were both good. Really good."
Even now he didn't want to name his preference, wanting to spare Vanessa's feelings.
"It's OK. You can say which you preferred. We don't mind, do we, Craig?"
Craig shook his head, unable to look at either of them for too long. His confidence, more, his whole world had taken quite a beating. He couldn't deny what he'd seen with his own two eyes.
Vanessa had done things to Max's cock that didn't seem possible. How the hell did she manage to take his whole cock, right down to the base, and not just...die? And do so without gagging or throwing up?
And she'd made him cum in less than ten minutes. Craig felt humiliated. He felt crushed. He took another long swig of his drink, hoping to drown out his embarrassment.
"Well.. the first one was really good...." Max began, slowly.
"And the second?" Vanessa asked. Max lifted his eyebrows curiously, at her question.
"Well the second one was really good, too."
"Yeah, yeah!" she interrupted, "but which one did you like best?"
Max was getting a little annoyed at his friend now, at her interruptions, and she was being kind of pushy too.
"The second one was clearly better. He made me cum, and he even made me cum much faster than anyone else has before."
Max was startled a little, and Craig looked away, because Vanessa jumped up off of the couch and threw her first into the air, in a sign of triumph. "Yes!" She yelled. Then she turned around to Craig, "told you I could beat you!" She said, grinning at him.
"What!?" Yelled Max, stunned at Vanessa's words.
Vanessa's face fell when she saw the defeated look on her friend's face. She walked towards Craig and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Craig just sat there and allowed it, but didn't hug her back.