The Golden Age of Fellatio

Please no one of a certain age or sensitivity read this.
It all seemed to start with Monica Lewinsky. What was she guilty of, exactly?
I can't see as to how I can state this delicately. She, uh, pleasured the president (Clinton, at the time) with oral attention.
Afterward, she showed off the evidence, on her dress, and elsewhere. This apparently was her big break, her shot at stardom (double-entendre intentional).
After that, the flood gates opened. Given the thumbs-up by the President, both girls and boys seemed to think a bj was the natural course of in a relationship beyond five minutes.
After the Lewinsky affair, lots more came to follow.
One book, called "Restless Virgins," came from two recent female graduates of Milton Academy. Milton, outside Boston, has had as numerous illustrious alums in the Kennedy and Rockefeller clans.
All of this came to climax (sorry I couldn't resist) when a sophomore girl was found in the locker room giving pleasure to five guys on the hockey team. I don't know whether it was one after another, or somehow, all at once (I need to buy the thing, instead of being a sicko covertly looking at Borders).
The players apparently would play a game called "Stoneface." This was a competition in which the guys would be serviced, but lost if they showed evidence of pleasure (such as closing your eyes, opening your mouth in exstacy etc.).
The authors, a few years out of college, basically said the same thing as Tom Wolfe in "My name is Charlotte Simmons." Stop having sex (and yes, that means oral too) with guys you barely know.
So maybe this is a post from a sexually frustrated middle-aged man. The danger is, of course, that this is the path to boredom. If you want something different and thrilling, try an aardvark.
Otherwise, if you are humping on the dance floor, the reaction is just the same: yawn.