I used to hate giving head to the hubs, until I discovered the shower beej. The shower beej is amazeballs. I get to wash it first, nice and thorough, then rinse it off and play with it, which is always kinda interesting because, ya know, I don't have one, so sometimes it's cool to zone out on how things hang and how, like, the water sluices off certain parts.

Anyway, after that magical exploration I get to put in my mouth, which--and I couldn't really explain why--is just super lame whenever he's laying down in bed. Like, my hair is in the way and I'm all hunched over and my spit is sliding down his balls, which shouldn't bother me, because they're not my balls, but it does. It does bother me.

So the shower beej just provides the optimal environment. On my knees is far less work. There's a whole 'semi-face-fucking but not really because I'll fucking cut you' thing going on with the sway of it. You just can't get that with laying-down-head. You're just forcibly impaling your mouth. But with the knee-beej, you can just push and pull this guy as much as you want. It's great.

There's a noticeable slobber forgiveness, too. I know slobber shouldn't matter during sex, it just happens. But it tends to dull the fun for me. I don't really like slobber. It's slimy and gets cold and smells like whatever I've been eating. It's just not very good.

In the shower, slobber just goes away. You can't even notice it's there. I Can't Believe It's Not Slobber. Seriously. And with everything feeling all clean--and you know how clean that situation is, because you just lathered it all up yo-damn-self--maybe, you know, one could slip a ball in their mouth. Theoretically, you could maybe fit them both in there, which turns out, isn't half bad under the right circumstances.

In closing, the shower beej is vastly superior to all others.