Why the hell would it even work?
Well, I'm about to find out. I reach for my zipper and free my dick. I grab its reddened head, wet with precum. I know I’m gonna go crazy if I don’t release my load. My balls will probably end up exploding into blue glitter.
I pick up the pace, sucking him harder, not giving him a chance to hold back anymore.
It’s almost as if my lips are sucking on the energetic blockage too. Blue lets out a quiet gasp and the whole experience becomes too much for me, my dick erupts with a thick jet of cum!
And something unexpected happens.
The energy of my orgasm seems to travel up through my body and reach Blue…
I literally ‘see’ it, like a flash of white-blue energy flooding his trembling body… Blue lets out a loud, half-shocked groan, his body arching hard, his hips bowing and… something in him breaks as the release starts.
Blue orgasms…
Wow.
Just wow!
My mouth fills with spurts of something sweet, almost like whipped cream… It tastes strangely good, so I take all of it, swallowing greedily.
My first blowjob, and it didn’t go badly at all. But what’s interesting, getting Blue there turned out to be surprisingly… easy.
How is that possible, if he’d had such astrong block? Years of it! Is the reason for it… our special… Bond? Or did he exaggerate? I’m not about to ask. I feel too good about myself right now.
I lift my head, very satisfied, and look at him. Blue is breathing hard, slightly trembling, staring up at the ceiling, and I can tell he’s in deep shock over what just happened.
Then he slowly raises his head to look at me. His eyes are dazed, his cheeks flushed, his lips trembling as he asks,
"Was it really… that absurdly simple? And all these years I’ve…"
Well, so he’s thinking the same thing!
"Maybe I’m just the right person?" I grin, and then I add, emphasizing every word, "By the way, you taste absolutely amazing. Like sweet cream."
A strange flicker crosses his heated face.
Yeah. He thought the same thing I did. The chances of us being fated mates just went up, since release only tastes like that with True Mates and maybe very compatible High Mates. And it would also perfectly explain why his problem resolved… so easily.
Sex between fated mates is said to be epic and comes so easily, with no difficulties whatsoever. In fact, the Bond is supposed to push people into having sex multiple times a day.
But how do I ask about it?
I settle on a humble question: "Was it tolerable?"
He exhales. "Tolerable? It was… incredible. Though very surprising. I need to process it now, for sure."
"So… Really? You’ve never before…?"
He answers in a breaking voice, which is so unlike him.
"I barely remember my early teenage years. Maybe I had some, um… nocturnal emissions. I was a late bloomer, I guess, never interested in guys and sex, more than… books. And after the accident, that part of me was just… blocked for good. My mind was sabotaging it. So now it’s kind of a shock. It’s… so new. And strange. But also so… pleasant."
Silence falls. Damn. I stare at him, not sure what to do or say next. Such a delicate situation and kind of life-changing?
"I’m… glad it worked out. I hope it wasn’t too much of a shock, that it didn’t ruin the experience."
Blue snorts softly. "Of course not. It’s a very interesting sensation. I’m simply… amazed it worked at all."