Giving birthday blowjobs

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So, like the title suggests, I have been giving guys bjs for their birthdays. It started at work, I do basic office stuff a couple afternoons a week to help pay for school. One day I come in and I walk past the breakroom and I see the wreckage of a cake, and I ask about it, just curious.

“Oh, it’s Danny’s birthday,” and so I go down to Danny’s office, just to say Happy Birthday. He’s turning 50, and he’s a total nerd – glasses, losing his hair, spare tire – but he’s friendly and he has this deer in headlights look on most of the time.

Anyway, I went to say happy birthday to him and he said thanks, but he sounded super sad. I asked him if he was ok, and after a couple minutes he explained he was just lonely. His wife had passed and it was his first birthday single.

I went to give him a hug. He’s tall enough to tip his head down and rest his nose on the top of my head, which he did. Then he smelled me. Like, took a deep, long breath. He didn’t put his arm around me or anything, just smelled me, and shivered.

I held him longer than I should have, but it seemed like he needed it. When I let go, he gave me the most heartbreaking smile ever.

I left, thinking about it. About blowing him. I’m a reasonably cute teenager and he’s a lonely, middle-aged guy. I mean, even the offer would have to cheer him up, right? And I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

It took me about an hour to work up my nerve, and then I went back into his office. For a second I just stood there, and then I blurted it out.

“Are you ready for your birthday blowjob?”

He just stared. He was trying to say something, but he didn’t know what to say. I mean, I get it. He could get fired, and it’s the kind of thing that follows you. After a few hours (probably seconds) I just told him to say stop if he wanted me to stop.

I walked over to him, got on my knees, and opened his pants. His cock wasn’t must to look at. He wasn’t hard yet, or even particularly swollen. I put it in my mouth and started to suck softly. For about a minute, nothing. I kept looking up, and he kept staring at me like he couldn’t believe it. Then it must have clicked, because he put his hand on my head. I felt him starting to balloon up, and when I pulled back, he was already a lot bigger. I moaned, and I guess that was what he needed.

He grabbed me by the ponytail, and started pulling my head back and forth. He wasn’t super rough at first, but definitely taking control. Once he got hard he started fucking my mouth and throat. It was like he was a totally different person. He was savage, and I just went with it.

When he finally came, he let go. He pulled his hand back like it was burned, and his whole body seemed to jerk with each spurt. I swallowed every drop. I kept sucking him for a surprisingly long time, but it just kept trickling.

When he finally finished, I tucked him back in his pants.

I wished him Happy Birthday again, and he just stared at me until I left. At first, he couldn’t even look at me, but after a while, things got back to normal. I’ve given three other guys birthday blowjobs since then – all guys I go to school with. I don’t know why it makes me so hot to do it, but it really does. Must be the slut in me.

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Elizabeth Churchill

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