Handed my head.

Blow jobs have been on my mind this morning. This is unusual for me. It's not a major focus or fetish of mine. I enjoy the hell of it when it's offered, but I've never really pursued it actively. Oh well, it's just one more way I demonstrate aberrant behavior I suppose.

Oddly enough however, it is subject I find myself incredibly aware of. Well, perhaps it's not so odd. It would take a supreme act of coma for me to lack awareness given my business surroundings. Saying fellatio based porn is a significant niche in the market is on par with saying Sol is a significant star in this solar system. It's bloody huge and there is no way to really characterize it without understating it to a degree that doesn't sound like a shy Englishman attempting to be blatantly understated.
And that would be the movies that expressly focus upon it. Cock-sucking is damn near the mafia of porn. I can imagine some new, earnest faced young porn script being escorted into a dark paneled office; a fat well-read transcript is sitting behind the antique desk petting a spoiled Post-It note. "I'm gonna make you an edit you can't refuse..." You have to look long and hard to find a movie that doesn't include it. Hell, even the movies that are just girl-on-girl are almost guaranteed to have some woman vigorously attempting to chafe feeling into a strap-on dildo with her lips and tongue. I swear the guy who first markets tartar-control lube and condoms to the industry is going to make a mint. (And probably a citrus flavor. Possibly bubble-gum. Can't really think bubble-gum without blowing entering the mind along with it. But I digress.) The Hummer is the definitive element of hard-core porn.
This is not an accident. The demand is there. It's wildly popular. Scanning the shelves, you'd think that everything between the mouth and anus was incidental to the main event. At least in straight porn. Gay porn seems to be much less prone to fad orifice trends. (That said, I'll probably hear next week that the newest hot trick is to stuff a Boston fern in twink's ear, just because the universe has a perverse sense of humor.) Anal in heterosexual films may or may not pass from the spotlight, but as long as someone can find a phallic object it will get sucked on by someone.

I've talked to a lot of women about oral sex in general. The majority of them will perform oral sex on a man. A good proportion enjoy it. A couple of them would gleefully suck their chosen victim(s) into the next century. Of course one of my favorite questions of all time is, Why? When it comes to sex, the only woman who doesn't have a list of opinions is dead and that's probably for the sole reason it's hard to talk post mortem. I've always found the answers informative. I recommend asking women you're involved with. I recommend asking gay men if you have the resource. Ask respectfully though or you may just form your own opinion when they rip it off your body and feed it to you. If you're too shy or lack the social grace, there are many blogs and journals online where this subject is discussed far better than I could ever provide.

All I can offer is my personal slant as the possessor of a penis fortunate enough to have known a few mouths in my sexual history.
As I said earlier, a hummer is not usually something that makes this little bird keel off his perch. Perhaps this is due to nothing more sinister than physical dimension. If you're impressive enough, a lot of women give it a lick and a bob and call it good. Difficult to get terribly infatuated by such brief (and often tentative) experience. Those that do decide they are up to the challenge are sometimes undone by physical limits. Few things will ruin the mood faster than the stabbing paralysis of a jaw cramp. And if that was not enough of a bother in itself, stamina is only a virtue on the giving side of things. If she's routinely wearing herself out in pursuit of triggering a climax without success, she's going to get damned frustrated if not suffer a variety of anxieties revolving around not being sexy, skilled, adequate, et cetera enough. It's just not considerate of my lovers to expect it to be more than foreplay.
That does not mean there haven't been times when things did not reach a happy conclusion. One girl I knew in college was determined to take me from start to finish. She kept at it for an hour and a half. If she hadn't had the biggest grin of triumph and satisfaction on her face after my body stopped spasming, I would have been horrified.
The first time my current girlfriend ever blew me, I about climbed through the couch. She still gets blissful grin when she remembers the mantra I started gasping to remember to breathe.

But inspired by a lady named Ava, it brought to mind the whole orgasming into a woman's mouth thing. I've never tasted myself to the best of my knowledge. This leaves me at the mercy of what those who have tasted me have reported. Distilled down, they put me on the pleasant side of the continuum which means I have consistently slept with motivated liars or I've lucked out with my internal chemistry. I'm more prone to take them at their word though since I'm of the opinion that if I'm not interested in ingesting it, I'm not going to make demands on someone else to. Now if I could just discover why my semen has a numbing effect. I even have independent accounts to that effect. I think it's slightly creepy. Happily they don't seem to find it detraction.

Overall, I'm a very lucky man.