Date: Thu, 16 Nov 2023 09:27:56 -0500
From: Craig Cruzer <69qo24@gmail.com>
Subject: The Moment We've All Been Waiting For

"The Decisive Moment".  The photographer Henri Cartier Bresson coined the
term.  The premise is that the best photographs occur when all the
elements in the frame combine to tell a compelling story.  As a freelance
photographer I'm very much aware of waiting for the timing to be right,
but I'm also a freelance cocksucker, so for me the "Decisive Moment" has
more than one meaning.

Having swallowed my first delicious load over forty years ago, I've
become a connoisseur of cock and consider my skills to be world-class.
It's my opinion that life is far too short to waste time giving or
receiving sub-par blowjobs.  In particular, men who service other men
should understand implicitly what sets a great suck job apart from a
mediocre mouthing.  After all, if you have a cock of your own, you should
know exactly where the hot spots are and what sort of technique feels
best.

As a consummate cocksucker, I don't just suck like a bobblehead doll, up
and down at high speed.  That kind of work reveals a complete lack of
finesse, as if all you want is a mouthful of cum as fast as you can get
it.  Personally, I like to make it last as long as I can, so that we both
derive the maximum pleasure.  That is to say, I don't just suck a man's
cock, I make love to it.  There's a huge difference and when the Decisive
Moment arrives it's hugely delicious for both of us.  I've blown some
guys who seem to enjoy it if I continue to suck up and down their cocks
while they cum, but in my experience, most men's cocks are extremely
sensitive when they nut, so I like to just be still, wrapped around their
shaft while the joy juice flows.  For me, the Decisive Moment is just
before they shoot that first blast of cum.  Having sucked hundreds of
cocks over the years, I know instinctively when my buddy is just about to
explode.  His breathing speeds up, muscles begin to contract, legs begin
the shake and, if the light's right, I can watch his abdominal muscles
telegraph the treat that's about to come.  Then, with my mouth still,
about halfway down his cock, I hold my tongue firmly along the bottom of
his shaft, and feel it pulse, harder and harder with each fresh spurt.
Ecstasy!  When the party's over and he's stopping shooting, I pull back
ever so slowly, and never leave a single drop.  After all, I've earned
it.  That's my Decisive Moment and it's one of life's most intense
pleasures.  What's yours?