“I have no gag reflex.”
We were hanging out at my place. I had a dinner date with my boyfriend in a second, and he was inside changing while I was finished, and we were chatting while he was inside. I forget how the topic came up, but my instant reaction was “Bullshit.”
“No, really! I just don’t have one at all!”
“You expect me to believe that without proof?”
“Okay, um…what proof do you need?”
“I need to see you deepthroat something, that’s what proof I need!”
“Fine! Geez…have any toys, bananas, stuff like that?” I shrugged.
“Not that I can think of…ooh!”
“What?”
“You can deepthroat my boyfriend!”
“You’d be okay with that?”
“Sure, why not! HONEY!”
He emerged with no shirt on. “What is it?”
“She’s going to blow you, okay?”
“What?! Are you okay with this?”
“I suggested it!” And as my friend got into position below my boyfriend’s cock, I realized that my wet spot wanted this to happen again!