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Thomas went over to the bed and motioned me to follow. I took his massive pecker into my hand and brought it up to my lips. In reality I could maybe get four or five inches down my throat. Sean rubbed his sleepy blurry eyes and tried to focus on the alarm clock on the nightstand. He usually hated waking up before the alarm, but this morning he had a raging hard on that demanded his immediate attention.
Thomas took his one hand and started to push my head down onto his shaft. At 18 years old, his cock demanded attention just about all the time, but sometimes were more urgent than others.
He imagined Trisha Mcintyre, the blond chick that sat next to him in his senior english class in high school.
He had never spoken to her in reality, but they had been fuck buddies in his mind since freshman year.
On more than one occasion merely fantasizing had produced enough of it that he had to change his pants.
Sean’s mind formed the dirtiest images he could conjure as stroked the entire five and half inch length of his pulsing shaft.
Seans hips bucked, pumping his cock into his hand and he was getting close to cumming.
She stuffed his prick into her beautiful thick lipped mouth, twirling her tongue around the head, using her hands to stroke the shaft and massage his aching balls.
He briefly entertained the idea of grabbing the hand lotion out of the bathroom and making it a real event, but there wasn’t time, he had a bus to catch.
It had been a cold night and his skin was dry, so he was able to rub his hand up the entire length smoothly, even without lube.
He had to piss like a race horse, and that was only making him harder.
He threw back the sheet and blanket, shed his boxers and grabbed hold of his pulsing rock hard cock, squeezing it and rubbing it.