A Blowjob Must be Earned (Patreon)

“How come you don’t go down on me anymore?” Ethan asked his wife.

“Really, Ethan? You’re asking me that now?” Kelly replied.

They were fooling around on the couch and Ethan couldn’t think of a better time to ask. In years past it was the exact situation in which Kelly would have found her way between his legs to offer up the pleasure of her mouth, either as a form of foreplay or as the means of climax. He would have gone down on her and they both would have enjoyed themselves. Ethan still went down on his wife with regularity, but it had been years since Kelly had offered him the same pleasure.

“I’m sorry, but yes, I’m asking you that now. I really like blowjobs and I feel like it’s not fair that I still go down on you frequently but you don’t really ever go down on me,” he said.

“It’s not the same,” Kelly said.

“What’s not the same?”

“You going down on me is the not the same as me going down on you. Giving a blowjob is unpleasant. I gag. My nose runs. My eyes water. My jaw aches after just a few minutes. Sometimes, if you haven’t showered recently, your balls smell. There’s nothing about it that I like,” Kelly explained.

“But you used to go down on me,” Ethan countered.

“I know, and I know it doesn’t seem fair, but it used to be kind of exciting. I used to really like the way you’d moan and groan and get all worked up. I don’t know why, but that doesn’t really turn me on anymore. Now it just feels like a chore, and it’s not fun for foreplay to feel like a chore. It’s kind of the exact opposite of foreplay when that’s the case, to be honest. I get you all worked up by going down on you, but I’m not really feeling aroused. It kind of defeats the purpose,” she said.

“Well, what about a blowjob to get me off? I mean, I go down on you and make you cum. Why can’t you do the same thing?” Ethan asked.

“It’s not the same, Ethan. It just isn’t. I’m sorry. I know that’s not a satisfying answer, but it’s just not the same. I know it’s not unpleasant for you to go down on me. I know you enjoy it. I know it’s not hard work to use your tongue on my clit. It just isn’t. Plus, you take a long time to cum and by the time you’re done I just feel kind of annoyed with the whole thing and that’s not a good way to promote a healthy sex life,” Kelly explained.

Ethan wanted to have sympathy for his wife’s point of view, but the sense of frustration coursing through him was too strong. He didn’t want to be annoyed with her, but he couldn’t help it. He loved blowjobs. They weren’t necessarily better than sex, but they were just as good and in an entirely different way. Kelly’s mouth felt different from her pussy and he wanted that variety in his life. He didn’t want to be the kind of boring married couple that had a little bit of missionary once or twice a month. He couldn’t stand the idea of it.

“You know, if you had a cock I’d happily go down on you,” Ethan said.

Kelly laughed. “No, you wouldn’t,” she said. “It’s really cute that you think you would, but you wouldn’t. Maybe you’d do it once or twice, but soon enough you’d feel the same way I do. I bet you wouldn’t even want to do it the first time if I somehow had a cock.”

Ethan knew it was an insane path to follow – his wife wasn’t going to suddenly sprout a cock – but her rejection of his desire for oral sex had left him feeling more than a little annoyed. “You’re wrong,” he said. “I’d give you blowjobs if you had a cock. I’d do it because I like making you feel good. I’d do it because that would be enough of a reward for me.”

“If – and it’s a big if – but if you did it you’d be doing it because you wanted me to blow you. Let’s not be delusional, here. The only reason you’d suck this magical cock of mine is because you’d want me to do the same for you,” Kelly said.

Ethan laughed at the sheer absurdity of the conversation and the fact that his wife had hit the nail on the head. Of course that’s why he’d give her a blowjob if she happened to sprout a cock. That was always a part of why he licked her pussy. He was hoping to inspire a desire in Kelly to do the same for him, or to get her excited enough to be on board for good sex.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m being insane.”

“It’s okay,” Kelly replied. “I get that it’s frustrating. I wish I liked giving blowjobs more. I’d do it more often if I did.”

There was a small part of Ethan that had hoped Kelly would cave and go down on him. He knew that part of him was insanely selfish, but he was still a little disappointed that she hadn’t offered up her mouth.

“I can give you a handjob,” she said. “I know it’s not the same, but an orgasm is still an orgasm, right?”

“That’s true,” Ethan said. “Why don’t I go down on you first?”

He didn’t give her a chance to answer. Instead, Ethan slid off the couch, yanked his wife’s jeans and panties off, and went to work on her pussy. He was going to make her feel good and she’d do the same for him, and while it wasn’t the blowjob he was hoping for, a handjob would still be quite pleasurable.

“You should get that,” Kelly said as the sound of the doorbell reverberated around the house.

Ethan gave his wife a curious look before hopping off the couch and bounding towards the door. Standing on the other side of it was a tall, intriguingly beautiful brunette in a pair of jeans, knee high black leather boots, and a white cable knit sweater.

Her voice was effortlessly sultry as she said, “Ethan?”

“Yes,” he replied. “Uh, sorry, come in.”

Ethan stepped aside and the leggy brunette offered a sweet smile as she stepped into the house. A seductive perfume tickled his nostrils as Ethan shut the door.

“I’m Brooklyn,” she said.

“It’s nice to meet you, Brooklyn,” Ethan replied. “Sorry if I was a little weird there. I wasn’t expecting someone tonight.”

“I know,” Brooklyn replied as she ran her fingers up Ethan’s arm. “Your wife invited me. She has something special planned for tonight.”

Brooklyn walked towards the living room and Ethan let his eyes wander to her ass, which looked exceptionally good in the tight jeans she wore.

“Brooklyn, it’s so nice to see you again,” Kelly said.

Ethan stepped into the living room in time to see his wife and the beautiful brunette share a tight, friendly hug.

“It’s so good to see you too,” Brooklyn replied. “And you’re right. Your husband is cute.”

“You hear that, Ethan?” Kelly said as she looked over her new friend’s shoulder. “Brooklyn thinks you’re cute.”

“Yeah, I heard,” Ethan replied as Brooklyn and his wife sat next to each other on the couch.

Kelly turned to Brooklyn and asked, “So, does the fact that you find Ethan cute mean that you’re going to do what we talked about?”

Brooklyn smiled at Ethan and said, “Oh, absolutely. I was going to do that even if he wasn’t cute, to be honest. It’s too much fun with a first timer. I couldn’t turn that down.”

Ethan smiled as it dawned on him that his wife had brought a friend over to give him a blowjob. That had to be why Brooklyn was in their home. That had to be why the girls looked as thick as thieves sitting on the couch. Kelly had decided to give him the ultimate gift and by finding a woman that liked giving blowjobs.

“Should we start?” Brooklyn asked.

“Whenever you’re ready,” Kelly said.

Brooklyn stood and sauntered towards Ethan. He felt his loins come alive at the idea of the beautiful girl sinking to her knees in front of him.

“Do you know why I’m here, Ethan?” Brooklyn asked.

He smiled at the sound of her sultry voice and imagined her soft, plump lips wrapped around his cock. “I do,” he said.

Brooklyn reached out and took his hand in hers. She ran her fingers over his skin for a moment and Ethan looked towards Kelly.

“It’s okay,” Kelly said. “Brooklyn is here because I asked her to be. She’s doing this because I asked her to. You don’t have to worry.”

Ethan turned his attention to Brooklyn once more and the beautiful brunette kissed him. Her lips were impossibly soft and her kiss was a sensual treat with just a hint of tongue. The excitement of the moment produced a near-instantaneous erection between Ethan’s legs and he let his hands roam to Brooklyn’s fantastically sexy ass as they kissed.

“Take my shirt off,” she whispered.

Ethan lifted the sweater over Brooklyn’s head and revealed a semi-sheer black lace bra. Her nipples were erect and her breasts looked splendidly perky beneath the soft material.

Brooklyn reached out and grasped his cock through his jeans. “Is that for me?” she asked.

Ethan nodded and she kissed him again, this time with greater vigor. Her tongue danced in his mouth as she massaged Ethan’s stiffness through his jeans.

Brooklyn released his bulge and gently pulled Ethan’s hand from her ass. She placed it between her legs and his eyes went wide as he felt a bulge that could only be created by a cock. The beautiful woman he’d just kissed had a cock. He tried to back away but Brooklyn slipped a finger through one of his belt loops and held him close.

“That’s for you,” she said.

“I don’t understand,” Ethan said.

“Brooklyn is a trans woman,” Kelly said from the couch. “She’s a woman in almost every way but she also has a beautiful cock between her legs. A cock that you’re going to suck.”

“What?” Ethan asked.

Brooklyn pulled his hand between her legs once more and said, “Your wife said you were very clear that you’d suck her cock if she had one. She said you insisted on it, in fact. She doesn’t have a cock and we both know she never will, but I have a cock and you’re going to prove to your wife that you weren’t lying by giving me head until I flood your mouth with my load.”

Ethan let Brooklyn move his hand over the bulge in her jeans as his brain tried to come to terms with the idea that the exceptionally beautiful woman he’d just kissed had a cock between her legs.

Kelly stood up and moved behind Ethan. She ran her hands down his back and kissed his neck before saying, “If you suck her cock I’ll give you what you crave. All you have to do is prove that you weren’t lying. Prove that you’d suck cock just like you said you would. Prove it by taking Brooklyn’s beautiful dick in your mouth and fellating her until she has an orgasm. And make sure you swallow, too, if you have any desire for me to swallow your load.”

“The oral pleasure you want is just a blowjob away,” Brooklyn said. “All you have to do is get on your knees, take my pants off, and take me in your mouth. All you have to do is prove that you’re a cocksucker and your wife will happily give you head. Are you willing to prove it, Ethan? Are you willing to follow through on what you said?”

Kelly reached around and rubbed Ethan’s cock through his pants. She kissed his neck and whispered, “Don’t you want to feel my lips around your cock again? Don’t you want me to swallow your dick? Don’t you want me to make you cum, Ethan? Don’t you want your wife to suck your cock like a good girl? Don’t you want me to swallow your load?”

“Fuck…Kelly…yes,” Ethan said.

“Then get on your knees and suck cock for me,” she said.

Kelly and Brooklyn both stepped back, leaving Ethan to his own devices.

“Get on your knees,” Brooklyn said.

Ethan fell to his knees. His pulse raced and his cock throbbed in his pants. He wasn’t sure he was making the right decision, but he felt an all-encompassing kind of arousal and he couldn’t ignore it.

“Take my pants off,” Brooklyn demanded.

Ethan crawled closer and reached up to unbutton Brooklyn’s jeans.

“That’s it,” she said. “Free my cock and take me in your mouth. Show your wife that you’re the kind of man that follows through. Show her that you’re willing to do what it takes to get what you want in life.”

Ethan pulled Brooklyn’s pants down and revealed an impressive bulge in a pair of black lace panties that matched her bra.

“Take my panties off,” she instructed. “Free my cock. Take me in your mouth.”

Ethan’s hands shook a little as he reached up and gently pulled down the lace panties that encased Brooklyn’s cock. She reached back to unhook her bra and free her breasts.

From his knees Ethan studied the incongruous view of a stiff cock, a set of smooth balls, a pair of round breasts, and an exceptionally beautiful, feminine face.

Kelly fell to her knees behind Ethan and leaned in. “Suck her cock,” she said. “Take Brooklyn’s cock in your mouth. Wrap your lips around it. Show me that you can be the cocksucker you said you’d be. Show me that you don’t care if giving a blowjob is unpleasant. Show me that you’re dedicated to giving pleasure.”

Ethan thought of his wife’s blowjobs. He thought of how good she made him feel with her mouth. He thought of cumming in her mouth and he went for it. He wrapped his lips around Brooklyn’s cock. He gave a blowjob.

“No teeth,” Brooklyn said. “No one likes a toothy blowjob.”

Ethan adjusted and kept at it. He felt Brooklyn’s cock slide to the back of his mouth. He ran his tongue over the underside. He gagged when it went too far. His eyes watered as he worked not to vomit around the cock in his mouth.

“It’s okay,” Brooklyn said. “It’s not easy the first time. It takes practice to be a good cocksucker.”

Kelly reached around and unzipped Ethan’s pants. Her fingers ventured inside and she freed his cock. “You’re so hard,” she whispered. “Are you thinking about the blowjob I’m going to give you after you make Brooklyn cum?”

Ethan moaned around the stiff cock in his mouth and in the moment he turned his concentration from the blowjob he was giving he gagged again. He spit up and had to pull back. Brooklyn’s cock slipped from his mouth and Ethan wiped the spit from his face.

“It’s not quite as pleasant as you thought it would be, is it?” Kelly asked as she stroked Ethan’s cock.

He wasn’t going to admit defeat. He’d come too far. He was going to finish Brooklyn, swallow her cum, and get the blowjob he craved.

“I can do it,” Ethan said.

He took Brooklyn’s cock in his mouth and she reached out and ran her fingers through his hair. He hand came to rest on the back of his head and she said, “That dedication is all it takes to be a good cocksucker, Ethan. All you really have to do is want it. You have to want to make me feel good. You have to want to make me flood your mouth with my load. You have to make me want to feed you my cum.”

Between his legs Ethan felt the intense pleasure of his wife’s hand moving up and down his cock. In his mouth he felt an almost equal form of displeasure as his jaw ached, saliva ran down his chin, his nose ran, and his eyes watered. He wasn’t going to openly admit it, but sucking cock was just as unpleasant as Kelly had described.

“Fuck his face,” Kelly said. “Guys love to fuck a woman’s face. They love to push her head down and make her take as much as she can. They love to make her suffer. Do it. Fuck his face.”

Brooklyn reached down and took Ethan’s head in both hands. “Keep your head still and your lips around my cock. And I don’t want to feel your fucking teeth.”

Ethan did as he was told and Brooklyn fucked his mouth. He gagged almost immediately, but that didn’t stop her. She didn’t keep her cock in his throat long enough to make him vomit, so Ethan simply withstood the displeasure of having his mouth used as nothing more than a warm, wet sheath for Brooklyn’s erection.

“Fuck,” she said. “I’m getting close.”

“How does that make you feel?” Kelly asked. “She’s fucking your mouth like it’s a tight little pussy and she’s about to cum. That means you’re that much closer to a blowjob of your own. Does that feel good, Ethan? Does it feel good to know that I’m going to suck your cock while a load of Brooklyn’s cum sits in your stomach?”

All Ethan could do was moan around the cock that continued to pummel his mouth. Brooklyn was fucking his face faster. Spit was running down his chin and onto the floor between his legs. His eyes were watering so much that they burned. His throat ached from the pounding. He was a sex toy but he was earning the blowjob he wanted and that was all that mattered.

Brooklyn pulled back until the tip of her cock was in his mouth, groaned, and unleashed her seed on Ethan’s tongue. He coughed when it hit the back of his throat and a little came out his nose, but he kept his lips sealed tight around her dick.

“Swallow, cocksucker,” Brooklyn said after unloading a considerable amount of semen on his tongue.

Ethan swallowed and coughed immediately afterwards. He wiped the spit from his chin, the wetness from his cheeks, and the trail of snot from his nose.

“What a mess,” Brooklyn said as she stroked her cock and produced a little drop of cum at the tip. “Take the rest of my cum. Now.”

Ethan sucked the little droplet from the tip of her cock and swallowed again as Brooklyn laughed.

“He’s going to be a very good cocksucker,” she said.

Ethan turned to his wife. “What does she mean?”

“From now on you get a blowjob when you give a blowjob,” Kelly said. “So you don’t necessarily have to be a cocksucker. You just have to be one if you want your dick sucked. It’s entirely up to you.”

“Can I stay and watch while you go down on him?” Brooklyn asked.

“Of course,” Kelly replied. “I got to watch him go down on you, after all.”

Ethan’s brain was flooded with a dozen different emotions. He was trying to parse the notion that he’d be giving head if he ever wanted to get head again and he was battling an aching jaw and a sore throat while Kelly continued to slowly work his cock with her fingers.

“Why don’t you sit on the couch?” Kelly suggested. “I’m going to take my time making you feel good so you should get comfortable.”

Ethan stood and took his pants off before sitting on the couch. Kelly took her place between his knees and wrapped her lips around his cock. Pleasure exploded from between his legs and in the blink of an eye it all felt worth it.

“Fuck, that feels incredible,” he said.

“She’s good, isn’t she?” Brooklyn said.

Ethan turned to the beautiful trans girl sitting next to him and asked, “How do you know she’s good?”

Brooklyn smiled, leaned closer, and said, “Your wife wanted to sample my cock before she offered it to you. I know she’s good.”

Before Ethan could react Brooklyn kissed him. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and he moaned as Kelly played with his balls and deepthroated him.

“Just enjoy it,” Brooklyn said after the kiss. “I have a feeling it won’t be the last blowjob you receive. I think you liked sucking my cock and I know I liked having those lips of yours working me. I think you and I are going to become very close.”

Ethan wanted to tell Brooklyn she was wrong, but the sense of pleasure coursing through his loins was too powerful. He wasn’t going to fight her assertion. He was just going to enjoy the blowjob he’d earned.