"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?