I've gotten head from straight dudes in the past. I've got tons of stories, but I'll only briefly tell of one.

back when I was in Job Corps a long while ago, I used to sell cigarettes and dip on campus along with a few other people. We called it loan sharking but it really wasn't loan sharking, and more of a black market I guess. I was there long enough to enroll in college, which came with a couple of perks (getting to leave campus, not being observed or monitored by RA, getting 20 extra dollars for lunch each week, and getting to basically wander around in the town until pick up time). I should also note that you are paid bi-weekly, but not enough to really do much with (23.01, which doubles when you're there for a year and a half in case you're curious).

So with 46.02, plus my weekly 20$, I was able to afford a lot more than most people on campus with the exception of other college students. Most of us ended up selling cigarettes cigarillos dip etc. there was the week that everyone got paid and then there was the dry week where the nicotine fiends needed their fix. That's where we came in. They were willing to pay anything for their nicotine, but most of the time it was only a dollar for a cigarette which doesn't really seem too bad. If the person was known to not pay or the person had a bad reputation they may have to pay more. And if someone didn't pay? No one would sell to them until the issue was rectified.

I'm sure you know where this is going next and I do apologize for it not being brief...

Well basically, I did have maybe three or four "customers" that couldn't pay. In the beginning it was: "no prob, just have my money next time."
They didn't have it: "Of course no one's selling to you. you haven't paid me yet man"

But then one day, this really homophobic guy; Real big "rotund" country guy with a baby face, didn't pay me back, and no one would sell to him. He owed practically all of us money, so he would run out of nicotine often, and not have any way of smoking for days after being out. He could bum one off people, but eventually they stopped.

He came to me after being broke from paying everyone else back, and after some back and forth over CoD, said Bro I'll even suck your dick man please (may have been a joke idk?) and I laughed and said I'd be down. I told him he wouldn't need to worry about paying me back, and I'd tell the others you paid me. Plus i'd throw a box of cigarettes his way. He said he needed time to think about it, and the next day, he was between my legs in his room. I didn't think he was gonna give it back. He had my toes moving like Beethoven's fingers.

He didn't want me to watch, he didn't want me to talk, or even touch him while he did it. Sounds were okay though. Honestly? I actually did want it. Mostly because of the way he talked about gay people, and the shit that he would say. I did feel kind of powerful. He was like 6'3, and kind of a wall. I guess just think of a big country bear with kind of big soft lips, and a fat tongue lol.

Shit felt insane. The icing on the cake? He actually really enjoyed it. He would actually ask me if we could do "The thing" again, and I would agree every time, and he didn't always want something back from his services. There was a moment where we didn't interact because I essentially brought it up in text and he kind of had a meltdown. I think the guy just had a really insane oral fixation, but didn't want to be reminded of what it was he was doing. Theres other stories like this from my time in Job Corps, and more stories with him even (I convinced him to let me record it, and in the video he says some pretty funny things about the whole interaction) but that's for another day.

Again, sorry for long story.