Playing the passive role

When giving head, normally I like to be the one in control. I love the power I have over him, I love being in control of the pleasure he is receiving and seeing his reactions to my ministrations. But they say variety is the spice of life and so sometimes I play the passive role. Rather than being the active part, my mouth becomes a receptacle for his cock to fuck as he takes his own pleasure.

We were in the lounge. He was standing-sitting against the back of the couch and I was kneeling between his outspread legs, up on my knees and actively sucking up and down the side of his cock and taking some time to wet his scrotum with my wet tongue, for some reason favouring the right one.

With a groan, his hands tightened in my hair and he took control of my movements. I sat back on my heels and he stood up fully. He looked down at me, I looked up and he started moving - pushing himself into my mouth. He held my head still as he thrust his cock into my mouth, fucking my acquiescence.

My arms were hanging limply at my side and as he held my head with his hands, he held my gaze with his eyes. His thrusting started to get deeper and he was watching me to see where my limit was. I felt inert, inactively enjoying this mouth-fucking. The only thing I was controlling was my tongue.

Through my gags, I ensured him silently with my eyes I was still ok and he didn't stop. I felt him swelling, his cock head growing in size and his shaft becoming even harder. He came and I swallowed his come, holding him in my mouth as he slowly softened.

Adding Rope - A Bound Blowjob

While starting out my last post which was an opinion piece about guys putting their hands on your head when you are giving them a blowjob, I got the idea to take his hands away from him by tying him up. So I had to think about it but eventually figured I could tie him to one of our dining table chairs.

We did happen to have some rope but after touching it I realised, being the tough nylon/plastic-y type it wouldn't feel very good to be tied up with, so I jumped online and eventually settled on some nice cotton rope. While browsing the site I had a Homer Simpson "Doh" moment when I realised "Why don't I just use the scarves we have previously used for tying each other up." But for some reason (maybe all the rope bandage images I have seen lately through tumblr - I have a blowjob tumblr), I was stuck on rope. And I decided after having this moment that not only can I tie him up more securely with some good rope designed just for rope bondage, but I also want to try being bound in the more elaborate style (known as Shibari), so it's a win-win.

I ordered the rope, and luckily it arrived when by boy was out. I took it out - I love getting new sex toys, it's like the feeling I got as a kid opening Christmas presents - and it was wonderful. The rope was nice and soft and I wanted to skip what I had planned and ask him to tie me up, but I didn't stray.

I put the rope away in our bedroom closet.

My boy got home and came to give me a kiss. I told him he needed a shower, not because he actually smelled but it's always better to give head to a fresh clean cock. While he was in the shower I moved a chair from the dining area to our bedroom.

He finished and came into the bedroom. I was waiting on the bed and asked him to sit down. He sat.

At this point he had a funny little concerned expression on his face and asked me "What's up?"

I didn't reply, just stood up and walked around behind the chair. I had to push his face to keep him looking forward then I opened the closet and took out the rope I had hidden earlier. I pulled his hands behind his back and started tying his wrists. He started to question me, but I just shushed him.

It took a while to tie him, but there was enough rope that I decided to tie his legs too. Moving to the front I saw he was already hard, and was grinning at me in anticipation. I love that he gets hard so quickly.

I tied his ankles and took the towel off him. He was pointing straight up in the air. I took him into my mouth.

He moaned and I went deep and he moaned again. I usually work up to going so deep, but restraining him had excited me too. After the strong start I slowed down. I licked the shaft slowly, (and I hope) artfully. I looked up and he had the slack jawed "Oh my god" look on his face and he exhaled a deeply held breath.

I continued sucking him, going faster and harder, then slowing down. I was enjoying his legs fighting the rope, but next time I would tie his knees too. I sucked his balls and stroked his cock, my hand sliding over the head.

And he started coming.

Usually he warns me or I can just tell but this time it was a surprise. I took him into my mouth as his orgasm waned. Slowly he softened and the rest of the world seemed to come back into focus. I got some tissues and cleaned the mess.

"Next time I get to tie you up." he said with a grin, as if it was his idea...