My ex bf (M19 at the time) was a little naughtier and more mature than me (M19). He grew up in a rougher area and I grew up in the lily-white suburbs. So lucky for me I had someone experienced (particularly in sucking cock) to introduce me to new things.

He was a stoner and I had zero experience with weed. when I told him of my lack of experience he grinned. It was a hot summer day and we were in my parent's garage when he asked me to take a couple tokes of his weed bowl. I was nervous, but I did it and I inhaled twice deeply just like he said.

I felt a rush of euphoria. Me heart raced and I got a bit anxious, but also a little silly. He asked me how I feel and I think I just giggled and said “weird.” My visual field was a little psychedelic and wiggly. But I felt warmth and pressure in my head. He told me my eyes were red.

Time passed by at a different pace. Then all of the sudden he slowly unzipped my jeans and dropped to his knees. Then I felt him fish out my cock from the hole in my boxers with his index finger. "My god, you have a PERFECT cock," he said. Giving away how stoned he was with the hypnotic tone of his voice.

He popped the tip of my cock in his mouth and began to circle his tongue around it. "Ohh wow” I said. I loved the blowjobs he had given me to this point, but this one hit differently. The sensation was somehow stronger and the feeling of desperation for the wet and warm sensation to continue took me by surprise. I needed this blowjob to continue. My cock was fully hard now, even as his slurps stayed slow and gentle. I could hear the wet slurpy sound of his mouth adoring and worshiping my sensitive 19 year old boner which was still very new and impressed by sexual pleasure sensations not produced by my hands.

Soon the loving slurps stopped and I looked down to see him grinning ear to ear staring deeply at my cock, like how one stares into the eyes of a lover. There was a thin, glistening rope of precum stretching from my shiny wet head to his wet upper lip. His upper teeth were biting his lower lip gently and he had a hypnotized intensity in his eyes. "Fuck I'm in love with your cock,” he said hungrily.

The truth is that, although he was acting like my cock owned him, he truly owned my cock in that moment. I desperately needed him to continue giving me the pleasure he had begun to give.

I gently touched the back of his head and collapsed back on the patio chair behind me. My relaxed feet spread apart wide enough to fit my kneeled ex between them. Then like a good boy, he just went back to work. I could feel each swirl of his tongue. I could feel the application of suction around the base and around the balls and (for the love of god) around that sensitive frenular delta that was the home of the strongest feelings of ticklish, sensitive pleasure on my entire cock.

Then, it hit me square in the gut. "I'm cumming" I grunted my drooling, blissful stupor interrupted by a strong thundershock of warm, wet heavenly intensity welling up from my balls and coalescing around my cock tip.

My warm socked toes were gripping the inner soles of my gym shoes as if for dear life.

Only I wasn't cumming yet. The feeling grew stronger!!! My ex just kept bobbing his head up and down and clamped down his lips and tongue more strongly. It was the longest orgasm I ever had. Seconds (which felt to me like minutes) went by before my cock began to spasm, when the real orgasm began I reached a new plane of sensation I had never felt before. For a brief moment I could feel each tastebud on his warm wet slippery tongue and then I felt the warm jets of cum spurt on the posterior of his tongue and down his hungry throat. I let out a groan that in hindsight probably sounded panicked. A primal squeal of ecstasy and loss of control. Waves of euphoric bliss emanated from my fingertips down to my toes.

My high grew stronger and I was in a daze. For the briefest moment consciousness faded to white and then back. I shuddered when he pulled the reddish purple head of my cock out of his mouth.

"Isn't it great to get head when you're stoned?" he asked with a devilish grin, glistening white drops of cum on his lower lip.

"yeahhhhhhh" I said, delirious and with muscles feeling completely liquified by the intensity of the journey I had just gone on.

To this day I am a certified blowjob addict. And yes, often I will take a few puffs of weed before I know I'm about to meet a guy who loves sucking cock.