With the long weekend we decided to paint. Logan enlisted the aid of his brother Tim because it was clear I was going to be no help at all. I love watching them paint. But the paint odor got to be too much. So queasy. So we booked a room at the nearby hotel. I took a nap and the boys went back to painting. Logan came in a few hours later.

“Just checking on you,” he said.

“You’re so good to me,” I told him. “I’m going to give you a blowjob reward.”

After about ten minutes I took a blowjob breather. I could have finished him right then, but it’s so cute to make him wait. So cute and naughty.

“What’s the best blowjob you’ve ever had?” I asked him.

Oh, he so wanted my mouth back on his cock.

“This one,” he said.

I laughed. “I mean historically.”

He thought.

“That time at the lecture,” he said.

“You hated that lecture,” I said.

“But I loved the blowjob,” he said.

At intermission I’d rewarded him for being so kind and patient by taking him to a secret place I knew in the basement of the library.

“What made it so special?” I asked him.

“You were wearing that nice new outfit. And we know that sometimes there are splatters. And when I was getting close, I asked if you were sure ... And you looked up at me with those big lovely eyes of yours and oh my god. And then you grinned, and you let my cum drool all over your new outfit. And you rubbed my cock against your breast, milking out some last drops. And then you tucked me back in and led me back to the lecture. You made me feel so special. So loved.”

“You are special. You are loved,” I said, and I took him back in my mouth.

“Whatever happened to that outfit?” he asked.

I stopped sucking to answer. “Goodwill.”

He laughed. “Really?”

“Really,” I said.

Then he asked what I thought about when I was sucking him.

Obviously I couldn’t tell him that I’d been thinking about Tim. About what his cock might taste like.

“How much I love you,” I said. “How much I love your cock. How much I love the taste of your cum.”

“Truly?” he said.

I nodded.

In my fantasy though I tell him that I was thinking about his brother, and in my fantasy he calls up his brother and tells him to come over. And with Tim watching, I make Logan come in my mouth. And I’m thinking, will I suck Tim, with Logan watching? But that’s just a fantasy. Not something I really want.

And then I can’t believe it. Just as he’s about to come, I stop and confess. “Sometimes I think about someone watching us. Someone like your brother Tim.”

He says, “Would you like him to?”

Or maybe he said, “Would you like him too?”

I said, “Yes.”

The best blowjob ever!