I keep on wanking loads of times a day. His hand slipped between my legs and onto my bum. I had my tea when I got home and then went to my room to do some homework, and have a wank remembering the feelings I had today, and I had the picture of his dick in my head. I look a bit geeky anyway with my braces. I guess it was from one of my mates. It is a lubricant and that tastes much sweater. “What you mean about other men?”
“You honestly don’t know do you? I had my tea when I got home and then went to my room to do some homework, and have a wank remembering the feelings I had today, and I had the picture of his dick in my head. If you don’t like it then I’ll stop”
This like sort of made sense and my dick was still hard and I was still horny, and I was thinking with my dick not my head.