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Jack walked out of the classroom blushing bright red, his cheeks heating up and his fringe waving in his face as he passed the bustling 'end of the day' locker crowd, grabbing his things from his beat up locker, slamming it shut, determined to get home so he could relive some stress, his erection has been tucked into his waistband for the last 20 minutes and with each passing step it, the elastic band was rubbing against the sensitive head of his penis. As he boarded the bus, Jack was so excited to sit down, without the friction, he hoped that his erection would disappear, but to no avail, the thoughts of alex's hands over his flesh and alex filling him up to the brim and pudding into him, spanking him over the teachers desk, was enough to sustain an erection all the bus ride and walking all the way home.
After Jack was home, he dropped his bag by the old full length mirror in the corner of his room, shaking his blazer off and forcing it onto its coat hanger, taking off his uncomfortable scratchy pants and shrugging off his sweat stained shirt from the days school endeavours, taking off his boxers and finding a bigger wet patch than anticipated, silently cursing himself for the fact that he couldn't get rid of his erection before it stained his only pair of good Calvin Klein underwear, he began rummaging through his drawers for a new pair, then deciding that a shower was the best option.
He trailed through the house, a fresh towel in hand and a new pair of boxers, after putting his school clothes in the washing machine and checking if his parents were still out, he trudged upstairs, still with a slightly deflated erection and a (sexually) frustrated look on his face.
As the water cascaded over his toned torso, caressing his shoulders and running through his hair, he sighed and gave in to his desire and grabbed his body wash and lathered his hands up with the strong scented soap, trailing his hands down his stomach, grasping at his nipples and slipping his hands down his chest, until he reached the base of his flaring cock, gripping it and twisting his hand around a few times before pumping slowly and brushing his thumb repeatedly over the head, stroke after stroke, whine after moan, the bathroom filling with gasps and running water, the air beginning to get thick from the heat Jack was producing and the heat of the water, only adding to the sensations. Jack was furiously pumping his erection, swiftly moving his hands, twisting his fingers.
Then he had an idea… Not that any of Jacks ideas were good ones, but maybe this one would work out for the best. He moved around in bath tub, hitching one foot up and resting it on the side of the tub and making sure his other foot was firmly planted inside the tub, he washed the soap of his cock and slid his hands around a few more times, before leaning over and slowly taking the tip of his cock into his mouth. It hurt him to bend over that far, it felt like he was crushing his ribs and a few important internal organs, but the feeling of lips around his leaking cock was far outweighing the pain, as he sucked and dipped his tongue underneath the head, he wanted to see if he would be able to deep throat himself, but as soon as he tried, he felt a sharp pain and decided that it wasn't best to go to such extremes, so he settled for stimulating the head and using his fingers for extra help, pumping his pulsating cock over and over before straightening up and releasing all over the shower wall with a loud moan, an arched back and curling toes. His hairline dripped with a mixture of water and sweat, the air was hot and sticky and jack was finding it hard to breathe, so he quickly regained balance and began promptly washing his hair and his body, before hopping out of the shower and drying off with his head still spinning from the heat and lack of oxygen in the air, he pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, the steam from the bathroom trailing along the floor behind him, as he made his way to his bedroom.
He slipped under the covers, too worn out for food or ever speech, he promptly decided that a nap was in order until his parents got home when they would wake him for dinner.
After Jack was home, he dropped his bag by the old full length mirror in the corner of his room, shaking his blazer off and forcing it onto its coat hanger, taking off his uncomfortable scratchy pants and shrugging off his sweat stained shirt from the days school endeavours, taking off his boxers and finding a bigger wet patch than anticipated, silently cursing himself for the fact that he couldn't get rid of his erection before it stained his only pair of good Calvin Klein underwear, he began rummaging through his drawers for a new pair, then deciding that a shower was the best option.
He trailed through the house, a fresh towel in hand and a new pair of boxers, after putting his school clothes in the washing machine and checking if his parents were still out, he trudged upstairs, still with a slightly deflated erection and a (sexually) frustrated look on his face.
As the water cascaded over his toned torso, caressing his shoulders and running through his hair, he sighed and gave in to his desire and grabbed his body wash and lathered his hands up with the strong scented soap, trailing his hands down his stomach, grasping at his nipples and slipping his hands down his chest, until he reached the base of his flaring cock, gripping it and twisting his hand around a few times before pumping slowly and brushing his thumb repeatedly over the head, stroke after stroke, whine after moan, the bathroom filling with gasps and running water, the air beginning to get thick from the heat Jack was producing and the heat of the water, only adding to the sensations. Jack was furiously pumping his erection, swiftly moving his hands, twisting his fingers.
Then he had an idea… Not that any of Jacks ideas were good ones, but maybe this one would work out for the best. He moved around in bath tub, hitching one foot up and resting it on the side of the tub and making sure his other foot was firmly planted inside the tub, he washed the soap of his cock and slid his hands around a few more times, before leaning over and slowly taking the tip of his cock into his mouth. It hurt him to bend over that far, it felt like he was crushing his ribs and a few important internal organs, but the feeling of lips around his leaking cock was far outweighing the pain, as he sucked and dipped his tongue underneath the head, he wanted to see if he would be able to deep throat himself, but as soon as he tried, he felt a sharp pain and decided that it wasn't best to go to such extremes, so he settled for stimulating the head and using his fingers for extra help, pumping his pulsating cock over and over before straightening up and releasing all over the shower wall with a loud moan, an arched back and curling toes. His hairline dripped with a mixture of water and sweat, the air was hot and sticky and jack was finding it hard to breathe, so he quickly regained balance and began promptly washing his hair and his body, before hopping out of the shower and drying off with his head still spinning from the heat and lack of oxygen in the air, he pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, the steam from the bathroom trailing along the floor behind him, as he made his way to his bedroom.
He slipped under the covers, too worn out for food or ever speech, he promptly decided that a nap was in order until his parents got home when they would wake him for dinner.