When I disovered masturbation it became nearly an obssession as I did it often enough that it left my cock red and sore. I was forced to leave it own ...or several agonizing days until it healed. I humped pillows in the meanwhile but it was a poor substitute. Wet dreams figured heavily during this period of my life. Each morning I woke up with my underwear soaked in sperm. But during these times in a boy's life when he should be able to speak to his father and get a little advice I dare not. I could feel a thick stream of juice run down my inner thigh, as I moaned with a pained, and ernest rhythm, "Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm." bobbing fast, and sucking hard on his juicy cock.He rolled his hips slowly, keeping up a steady stream of dirty talk."Ooo yeah, your thick juicy lips feel so good around my cock." he cooed, cradling my head in his hands."Suck that fucking cock you little whore." he growled, as he my head down, and thrust his penis into the back of my throat. I gagged, and opened. Every day, each person makes hundreds of decisions that will affect their life forever.Perhaps if Nick had relieved himself the previous night, his hormones wouldn't have had such an easy job convincing him. Perhaps if Connie's butt hadn't wiggled onto a particularly sensitive spot on his cock, the potential for pleasure wouldn't have been as obvious to him as it was. Perhaps if he hadn't stopped himself from noticing that his little girl had grown up into a beautiful woman, he'd have been. Short black hair sharp features, like she just stepped out of a French movie.I felt Nicole's hand reaching in my pants then her hand massaging my cock to an immediate erection."I always like the way you respond so quickly,"Nicole whispered. Meanwhile I had a finger penetrating her pussy without any effort at all, wet as it all was down there."After this drink we go outside," Nicole said, "I'm getting hungry."That was her line, not meaning for food.She stood up to go the toilet, as usual, where.