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   "The Teen Jogger's Massive Mesmerizing Cock" - by Locust20

   Do you ever notice crossing paths with people in the same place or
situation at the same time every day?  For example, you always pass the
same, interesting-looking car on your way to work, often at almost the same
spot?  Such an encounter is the start of this unusual story.

   Every morning I drive to my job at 7:40am.  I wake up, get ready, kiss
my wife goodbye, then drive the 20 minutes to work.  Several times I
started noticing the same jogger on the same sidewalk along a road I turn
onto.  He was an early high school-aged boy.  I consider myself straight,
but I can still admire an attractive other guy at times.  I thought the
young man was good looking, but paid him little more thought.  I started
noticing him almost every day, though.  Still I paid little mind other than
mild amusement at the familiarity.

   One day things changed.  I had somehow managed to leave the house a
couple minutes earlier than normal that day.  I was sitting with my turn
signal on waiting for an opening in the traffic to turn left when I noticed
my morning jogger approaching.  He was jogging right toward my car, which I
realized was sitting over the crosswalk.  I watched him approach with mild
interest when I noticed something that made my eyes bulge.  With the
closer, direct view, I could see a massive, heavy cock bouncing inside the
boy's loose gym shorts.  My heart raced as I watched that massive piece of
soft meat jump and jiggle as the young man rounded my car, ran in front of
my hood, then ran off the other direction.  My jaw had dropped
involuntarily and I felt my own cock hardening.  This kid of probably
around 14 years old had a MASSIVE cock!  It looked like half a kiolbassa
was in his pants.  It was soft, too!  I couldn't imagine how big it would
get when he got a boner!

   A loud, long honk jerked me out of my hypnosis.  I looked left and
realized I'd just missed an opening and the guy behind me was pissed.  A
couple cars passed on the road and I made my turn, but my mind was not
focused on my driving.  I pulled at my own pants to adjust my now mostly
hard cock.  How could a young boy like that have twice the cock as me... 
and I'm fairly well hung.  My cock is a good seven inches (with no
exaggerating, mind you!) long and five inches around.  Soft I'm about four
long.  This kid had to be at least nine soft!

   I couldn't get my mind off the young and hung jogger the entire way to
work.  I had parked my car in a daze and suddenly realized I was as hard as
a rock.  Quickly, I shoved my cock up into my belt to hide it, walked
through the parking garage of my office, went directly to the bathroom,
locked the door, and immediately wipped out my cock.  I stroked it just a
few times and blasted my load all over the mirror over the sink.  Several
heavy blobs of cum dribbled down the mirror and into the sink.  I stared at
myself in the cum-dreanched mirror and wondered what the hell was happening
to me.

   ~~~

   I'll admit it...  I was a creepy perv the next few days.  I searched for
this kid every morning, now leaving a couple minutes earlier each day.  The
second day after I'd first noticed his size, I'd been too early.  He was
still far down the street approaching my car when another pulled up behind
me.  I had to turn and miss the close view of this massive cock.  The third
day I got another amazing view of this kid's dick bouncing around in his
shorts.  This time I had my smart phone ready and zoomed in.  I recorded
him running by my car.  I immediately drove to work, went in my bathroom,
watched the video, and creamed all over the bathroom once again.

   Friday night, while making love to my wife, I thought about this kid's
giant cock.  I imagined it was him fucking my wife.  How would she feel
about a dick that big inside her?  Would she like it?  Would it hurt her?
How big was this kid's dick hard?  I usually have a lot of stamina and get
my wife to cum several times on my cock, but that night, I filled her pussy
with my wet cum in just a couple minutes.  She was so turned on by it that
she came almost immediately as well.

   As we lay in each others arms, I wondered if the young man ran on
Saturdays as well.  Did he run at the same time if he did?

   ~~~~

   I found myself sitting, heart racing, on a park bench on Saturday
morning.  I suspected this park was on the route of my young jogger friend
since it was just up the street about a quarter mile from where I saw him
every morning.  I sat in my own jogging cloths with earbuds in not quite
sure what I was doing there.

   I sat and pretended like I was interested in my phone for a good hour
all the while actually waiting for the young jogger.  It was well past 9:00
when I finally told myself I was stupid and started to stand to jog back
home.  That's when I finally saw him jogging straight toward me.  He had
dark spots in his Under Armour shirt, white earbuds in his ears, and a
sweaty sheen on his brow.  As always, his massive cock bounced and jostled
in his shorts.  I thought it must be uncomfortable.  It reminded me of
busty women jogging.

   I'm straight...  why the hell was I so turned on by this young sex god?
I'd never had any gay experiences or desires at any point in my life until
I saw this teenager's massive cock flopping around in his thin shorts. 
What the hell was going on.

   The boy was following the sidewalk that would lead him past my park
bench.  I involuntarily couldn't take my eyes off him as the massive piece
of meat I longed for so badly bounced past my face just a couple feet away.
My heart was thumping in my chest even though I hadn't jogged in over an
hour.

   Before I knew what I was doing, I found myself jogging a few dozen feet
behind the teenager.  I didn't remember getting off the bench, but there I
was, involuntarily following the weirdest attraction I'd ever had.  The
young boy's butt was sculpted with perfection I thought impossible on such
a young man.  It stuck out just beneath his waistband and held the material
of his shorts aloft so it could dangle and swing in the wind at the bottom.
To my shock, I realized I could occasionally see his dick swinging and
bouncing between his legs FROM BEHIND!  It was that big!

   Have you ever tried to jog with a boner?  Me neither until that point.
It's awkward.  Other joggers passed and I wondered if they noticed either
my bizarre crush ahead or my raging erection as they passed.  One woman who
looked barely older than twenty jogged past with a long-legged,
curly-haired white dog.  She was wearing a tight sports bra and short neon
pink shorts that showed all of her thighs.  I was staring, suddenly
imagining myself fucking her behind some public storage barns nearby.  I
imagined us sweaty and breathing hard, bodies sliding in each other's
sweat, moaning as I fucked her.

   She passed and I looked ahead and was suddenly filled with shock.  The
young boy I was following had turned all the way around to watch the female
jogger pass.  His scandalous smile went from her ass, to my face, down to
the tent in my running shorts, then changed to a wide open dropped jaw. 
He'd noticed me!

   I quickly tried to act normal and nodded and waved quickly at the young
man just a few paces in front of me, but his eyes were glued to my erection
for a long moment before he turned back around and continued jogging.

   I was mortified.  I slowed my pace.  What the hell was I doing?  This
person was barely a teenager.  He was a GUY!  I'm a straight, married man!

   As I beat myself up inwardly, I almost missed the teenage boy slow and
then stop running.  I approached from behind and slowed as well.  The boy
slowed, matched my pace, then ran beside me.  My heart raced from the jog
as well as the uncertainty of what the boy was doing.  I glanced over
quickly and noticed his eyes on my erection before jolting up to meet my
eyes when he noticed me looking at him.

   "Hey," the young man said.  He finally stopped jogging entirely.  I
slowed and stopped and turned to face him a couple paces behind me.  He
took a couple steps to close the distance.  As he walked, I noticed his
eyes flick quickly to my erection and back up to my eyes a couple times. 
What was about to happen?  "Hey...  uh," the young man stammered.  He
suddenly seemed very bashful.  He put a hand up and ran it half-way through
his sandy blond hair, then stopped and grabbed some hair.  He looked around
nervously.

   I took the opportunity of the young man looking away to glance down at
the outline of his cock in his thin running shorts.  It was the closest
look I'd ever gotten so far, and it was even more impressive than I'd
imagined.  A long, thick tube went down his left shorts leg, curved
slightly in toward his other leg, and ended in a massive head that was very
clear through the material of his shorts.  The ridge around the outside of
his cock head was very pronounced.  Now that the young man wasn't moving,
it reached to within a couple inches of the end of his shorts.  To my
shock, his cock reached almost halfway down his thigh and it wasn't even
hard.  Or, it wasn't fully hard.  As I looked, it seemed to pulse slowly in
rhythm and start to thicken and creep farther down his shorts leg.

   The boy turned his head back toward me and I jerked my eyes back up to
meet his.  However, his eyes were not looking up to meet mine.  He was
looking directly at the now rock-hard erection in my own shorts.  He stared
for a long moment before looking up to meet my eyes again.  He started
again, "Hey, sir...  I know this is weird, but can I ask you some
questions?"

   My heart raced.  I was talking to this young sex god.  How the hell had
I gotten myself into this situation.  My mouth stuck to my dry mouth for a
second, but I croaked out, "Um, yeah, son.  Sure.  Let's..." I searched
around for a moment quickly for a place to sit that was as secluded as
possible, "go sit over there." I pointed toward a park bench under some
trees and somewhat hidden by the park storage sheds I mentioned earlier. 
"You can ask me anything you want, but I need to rest for a moment." It
wasn't a lie.  "It's been a few years since I could do an
eight-minute-mile."

   The young man gave a small smile, then nodded.  "Sure." We started to
walk together toward the bench and he added.  "My best mile ever is 7:30."

   "Not bad!" I said honestly.  "My best in high school was 7:17.  It was
the best at my school that year."

   We reached the bench and sat next to each other.  I tried to act
nonchalant, but it was still a bit awkward.  We sat about a foot away from
each other.  My heart raced as I brought the conversation back to what I
hoped the boy originally wanted to talk about.  "What did you want to ask
me about?" I asked carefully while I wiped some sweat from my forehead.

   "Well..." the young man hesitated.  Then he huffed as if to gain
confidence, then pointed at my erection.  "I wanted to ask you about that."

   I choked on something.  Spit?  A bug?  Nerves?  After a moment of
nervous throat-clearing, I said, "This?" This was going to quickly even for
me.  "Maaaybe I'll talk about that in a second, but first let me at least
know your name."

   "Oh," the boy said as if he just realized how silly he was being. 
"Yeah, of course.  "I'm Ethan."

   "I'm Greg.  It's nice to meet you Ethan."

   "Yeah, you too.  It's weird to call you Greg.  Shouldn't I call you
mister...."

   I shook my head.  This kid was a sex god and polite!  He was going to
make a woman unbelievably happy one day.  "No, just Greg is fine."

   "Okay, Greg.  Now...  can I ask you...." he asked hesitantly.

   I chuckled.  This kid was anxious.  I was a bit too, to be honest. 
"Sure.  Ask me anything you want."

   "Okay," Ethan said with a smile of relief.  He pointed toward my
erection again.  "So...  why is yours so small?"

   I sputtered and guffawed and laughed all at the same time before saying,
"What?"

   Ethan took my reaction differently than I'd expected and started
apologizing immediately.  I cautioned him with open hands.  "No, it's fine.
It's just that I am NOT small!  You're just a goddamn monster, Ethan!" I
couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth...  or how easy they were
to say somehow.

   "Oh, but...." Ethan paused, then looked down at his crotch.  Through his
shorts, he actually grabbed his half-hard dick with two hands, lifted it,
and set it on his leg.  The head of the thing was almost poking out the end
of his shorts.  When he noticed this, he tugged on the end of his shorts
leg to insure his long cock was covered.  "But I'm this size...." I stared
at the massive tube of man mean sitting on the young man's thigh.  It
looked heavy, thick, and still fairly soft which meant it still would get
even bigger!  Ethan continued in a rambling sentence, "I'm way bigger than
you and I've seen a few other guys at the gym and in the locker room that
were TINY and I am wondering what is wrong with me!"

   This kid was really bothered by the size of his cock!  I was amazed.  I
thought about his age.  He had to have hit puberty only a year or so ago.
This massive cock must have grown in that much time.  He'd practically
woken up with this massive donkey cock between his legs and had no idea
what to think about it.

   I took a moment to respond, Ethan looking into my eyes with concern and
anticipation.  He had one hand still wrapped around his cock which sat on
his thigh inside of his gym shorts.  I finally said in a calm, reassuring
tone, "Ethan, there's nothing wrong with you.  I promise.  Everyone's dick
is a different size.  You are very, very large, but that doesn't mean
anything is wrong with you."

   He wasn't sold yet.  "But will it work when I get to fourth base with a
girl?  Is it too big?"

   Ethan saw me looking at his cock and used both hands to outline it in
his shorts so I could see it better.  He pulled the fabric down around it
to outline it in clear, obvious detail so I could see just how big it was.
This close, my best estimate was this thing was about ten inches long and
still mostly soft.  It looked almost as big around as Ethan's wrist, which
was thinner than mine.

   I took a breath and again spoke in a calm, reassuring tone, "This is
very big, but it'll work.  Don't worry.  Women's vaginas are remarkably
good at stretching to whatever size they need to be."

   Ethan's eyes were wide with interest.  "So...  they stretch?"

   "Yes.  With your size, you'll have to warm the girl up first, but it'll
fit with time and patience."

   To my surprise, Ethan's cock jerked slightly and extended and fattened
slightly.  "What do you mean 'warm the girl up'?"

   I responded, "You know, touch her clit...  put fingers inside...  maybe
a dildo first...  then put your cock in slowly, just a bit at a time at
first until she gets used to you...."

   As I spoke I realized my words were turning Ethan on.  He stared
directly into my eyes with interest, but absentmindedly squeezed his cock
slightly with both of his hands.  It started lengthening slowly as I
watched and creeped toward the end of his shorts.  His fingers spread apart
slowly as his cock grew fatter while I talked.  I described entering a
vagina slowly, then fucking her with just a few inches at first, then add
another inch or two after a while, then another, then another.  His cock
extended further and further down his shorts leg as he listened.  Then to
my surprise, the head of this teenager's massive cock peeked out the end of
his shorts leg.

   I found my words caught in my throat.  I stared slack-jawed at this
kid's insanely huge cock, his head now slowly starting to come into plain
view of me and anyone who happened to look over from the jogging path or
park nearby.

   Ethan followed my eyes down to the end of the leg of his shorts and
gasped.  He tugged the leg of his shorts down and over the end of his huge
head.  It actually pulled down his waistband slightly so I got to see his
light blue boxers underneath.  "Oh no!" Ethan said.  "I...  I can't move
like this.  I have to, you know...."

   I finished the young man's sentence suddenly with a plan forming in my
mind.  "You have to go cum or else it won't go down.  Right?"

   Ethan looked back at me with surprise.  Didn't he realized every guy had
that problem when they were a teenager.  Ethan's surprise turned to a
pleading look.  "I can't be like this here...  everyone will see." He
looked around frantically.

   As he looked around, I took his averted attention to study the boy's
cock in earnest once again.  It had lengthened to at least a foot long.  It
was as wide as MY wrist by then.  The thickness seemed to be slightly
varied at different parts of his cock.  He was slightly thinner near the
base, then thickened near the middle just a bit, then thinned again before
ending in a baseball-sized massive bell-shaped cock head.  The rim of the
bell looked as thick as a soda can.  The massive thing looked barely human
in the boy's shorts.  I knew I had to do more with this masterpiece.

   "Ethan," I found myself saying.  He turned to look at me again with
pleading eyes.  "Those sheds right over there...  I bet we could go hide in
there and take care of your issue."

   Ethan turned and looked quickly, then turned back to look at me with
relief.  "Yes, let's do that.  But..." he looked down at the massive shaft
stretching the material of his shorts, "when I walk...  people will see my
dick."

   A plan formed in my head quickly.  "I'll hide you.  I'll walk between
you and the park.  Just keep walking and no one will see.  I promise."

   "Okay, Greg," Ethan said with hesitation.

   "You'll see.  Come on."

   I stood up, put myself between a couple joggers that were approaching
and motioned for Ethan to stand.

   To my surprise, the young man actually walked up behind me and touched
me on the back.  He said, "Okay, let's go," quietly but urgently.

   I walked straight for the storage sheds feeling Ethan following mostly
behind, but slightly to my side.  We reached the sheds and I studied the
latch on the door.  It had a pad lock on it, but it wasn't secured.  I
pulled it off, undid the mechanism that kept the door closed, then looked
around one more time.  No one was looking our direction, so I opened the
shed door, felt Ethan rush inside, walked inside myself, then closed the
door behind me.

   I looked around the shed quickly.  It was filled with sports and lawn
supplies.  Orange cones, soccer balls, a lawn mower, a gas tank, and many
other items littered the small space.  A small, high-up window let a beam
of light in and illuminate the area.  We had about six feet sideways and
four or so before the equipment choked the rest of the shed.  Ethan stood
with his back to me and I admired the athletic young man's body once again.
He had a runner's body, but with the small, tight muscles of a teenager.  I
almost forgot about the massive cock that adorned this young man until he
turned to face me.  The boy pressed both hands down on his cock to keep it
from springing up.  It pushed out his shorts leg inches from his thigh and
threatened to peek out the bottom.

   Ethan looked at me now seemingly confused.

   I spoke before the boy realized he didn't need me for anything any more.
"Oh, don't hold it down like that."

   Ethan looked down at his cock, then back at me.  "Why?"

   Well, you need to let it be free.  Let it be erect and go straight out
or up or whatever it does.  It's bad for it if you don't.  Also, doesn't it
hurt to hold it down like that?"

   Ethan looked down at his cock again, then said, "But if I let go, it
will spring up and you'll see and..."

   "So?" I asked with growing confidence.  "I've seen dicks before.  I have
one, remember?"

   Ethan seemed satisfied.  My eyes drank in the next few seconds with awe.
The boy slowly released his hands from his cock and it rose.  It pushed out
the fabric of his shorts, and raised in the open air to an almost
horizontal position.  The end drooped down toward the ground a bit.  The
shorts leg was pushed up and back.  I stared in amazement at this massive,
beautiful, white, thick, long, monster cock and couldn't believe this thing
was on a fourteen-year-old boy.  This kid was going to be a gift from god
to women for the rest of his life.  He could do porn and get paid millions.

   Ethan noticed me staring at his cock and said, "You're staring at it
like it's ridiculous.  Are you sure it's not too big?"

   "Ethan," I started again.  "I promise you.  Women are going to WORSHIP
this thing, dude.  This cock is amazing.  Everyone woman in the world will
want you to fuck them with this huge thing."

   To my amazement, while I spoke Ethan's cock stiffened even more.  The
downward droop faded slightly and it now stood almost perfectly straight
out.  My words turned this kid on...  which turned me on.  It also gave me
power.  People did things they normally wouldn't do if they were turned on.

   "So," I continued with my sexual expert speech, "you will be fine
sexually.  I swear to you that you have nothing to worry about."

   Ethan seemed relieved at that.  "Okay.  Thanks.  But, I want to know
more about sex.  What does it feel like?  Will girls my age be able to fit
me inside?"

   I spoke more and as I talked, Ethan almost unconsciously put one hand on
his cock near the base and started slowly squeezing and moving the skin up
and down with his fist.  He was starting to masturbate in front of me while
listening to me talk.

   I stopped and addressed the situation.  "Look, Ethan.  I think you
REALLY need to get off.  You're practically masturbating while I talk."

   He looked down at his hand as if he hadn't realized he was doing it. 
"Oh.  You're right."

   "I have an idea.  What if I told you about what having sex with my wife
is like.  I'll describe everything so you'll learn, but you can touch
yourself and make yourself cum so you can leave this shed.  Two birds with
one stone.  Sound good?"

   Ethan nodded slowly as if considering the idea, then asked, "But is
it... weird to do this in front of a guy.  Is it...  gay?"

   I laughed warmly.  "Dude, it doesn't matter.  You're not gay for doing
that.  Look," I said as I grabbed my own stiff cock tenting in my shorts,
"I'm turned on too and I promise you I'm not gay."

   This seemed to convince Ethan.  He nodded and said, "Okay." He then
looked around quickly, then sat down on the riding lawnmower's seat.  He
put his legs on the ground, pulled up his shorts leg, and let his dick
stand up fully.  It reached high above him looking out-of-place on such a
young teenager.  Hell, this dick would look out-of-place on a huge,
full-grown man.  Ethan put one hand around the base of his cock and the
other at the top just below his massive, angry, red cock head.  The
distance between his two hands was mind-blowing.  The flesh tube stretched
for what seemed like eternity between his two hands.  I imagined I could
fit both my hands wrapped around the middle section of his cock, end over
end, and they wouldn't even touch his hands.  Fully erect, this kid had to
be longer than a foot.  It was insanely thick, too.  "Okay, describe for me
what it's like to do your wife."

   It was a really hot thing for him to say, but I just HAD to know first.
"Before I do, I have to ask...  have you ever measured that thing before?
You know, put a ruler to it?"

   "Yeah, my friends told me they did, so I went home and did too."

   "And?"

   "Well," Ethan started, slowly stroking his massive cock while he spoke,
"I tried, but I was longer than the ruler.  The ruler reached to just under
the head of my dick, so I don't know exactly how long it is."

   No fucking way.  This fourteen-year-old teenager had a dick much larger
than a foot!  Looking at it, I estimated his cock head to be at least two
inches from base to tip.  This kid has a whopping fourteen-incher!

   "That's amazing, Ethan.  You have a real monster cock.  Okay, as I
promised...."

   I started describing the sex I'd had with my wife just a couple days
earlier.  I described everything in detail including what we both said, how
we sounded, what we did, how it felt, how it smelled, what I was thinking,
and everything.  While I talked, Ethan stared at me with amazement.  His
two hands worked up and down his massive shaft eagerly.  He seemed to
prefer one hand right at the base above his (I now noticed quite large)
balls and the other around the base of his cock head.  However, he switched
things up on occasion.  He'd sometimes pull his cock to one side and hold
it with both hands overhanded like he was holding an oar.  He'd do this for
a minute, then switch back.  I watched and talked the entire time and
started to knead and tug at my own erection.  I had to cum too.  I could
feel it building inside of me.  I had to jerk my own dick off right then.

   I interrupted my story by saying quickly, "Look, Ethan...  I have to
join you.  I have to jerk off too.  This is too fucking sexy."

   I expected the boy to be hesitant, but, with heavy breathing he gushed,
"Yeah, that's fine.  Just keep telling me the story.

   I continued my story describing my wife being on top of me grinding my
dick into her g-spot and watching her wonderfully perky tits bouncing above
me while I pulled down my shorts and pulled out my own cock.  Ethan looked
at it with wide, interested eyes, but didn't say anything.  I wrapped my
hand around my cock and leaned against a stack of exercise mats.  I stroked
my cock while watching this teenager wrestle his massive fire-hose of a
cock in front of me.  My dick was as hard as a steel pole and I knew I
wouldn't last long.  I started talking again, but within a couple sentences
started moaning and felt an orgasm building.  Ethan watched excitedly as I
thrust out my hips and a large jet of cum shot out of my seven inch cock.
I'm usually not a large squirter, but with such a sexy situation, my body
shot cum several feet from me in wide, shotgun-like blasts.  Six large
spasms of cum shot all over the dirt floor of the shed.

   I breathed heavily and felt weak in the knees and continued watching
Ethan.  Strangely, Ethan looked a bit confused, but also looked like he was
climbing to an orgasm.

   He stood from the lawnmower seat and stood pointing his massive cock
toward the ground where I'd just shot my load.  To my surprise, between
gasps of pleasure of his building orgasm he said, "That's all you shoot? 
That was nothing!"

   I immediately started to defend myself when Ethan thrust his hips and
massive cock forward and up.  A massive stream of cum shot out like you
just stomped on a tube of toothpaste.  It shot up and actually hit the
opposite wall in a large rope of cum.  It made a wet, long splat sound as
it smashed into the wall, making a long, curving line of white, sticky cum.
Another blast of cum shot out of Ethan's cock to much the same result.  I
watched his body spasm over and over as rope after rope of thick, heavy,
sticky cum covered the wall.  After several shots, the amount and velocity
lessened.  He was then coating the dirt ground with blasts of cum where I'd
just darkened the ground a moment earlier.  My random splotches of cum
quickly became lost in a sea of white blobs that was quickly sinking into
the dirt and turning it dark brown.  His cock spurted a few more times and
finally lessened to a dribble.  Ethan growled low and gutteral as he
wringed out his cock, working from the base to the tip, squeezing the cum
out of his long tube on the bottom of his dick.  More cum splattered at his
feet as he got the rest out of his cock.  This final milking alone was as
much as most men came normally.

   Ethan sighed, released his cock which was now drooping toward the ground
slightly.  It continued down toward the ground for the next few moments and
deflated slightly.  Ethan looked at me, both our cocks still in our hands.
Then, to my surprised he smiled like an innocent, sweet child and started
laughing.

   I couldn't help it--I laughed too.  I laughed at the insane sight I'd
just seen, at the fun of it, and at the release of the pent up sexual
tension I'd been feeling for weeks watching this kid.

   Finally Ethan pulled the leg of his shorts down to cover his cock and I
returned my still somewhat hard cock back to my underwear.  Our laughter
subsided and I said, "That was amazing, kid."

   He chuckled.  "Yeah, I really needed that.  I loved hearing you talk
about sex.  I'm so curious about it."

   I nodded and studied the cum-dreanched interior of the shed.  "I'd love
to tell you more in the future.  Want to meet here again?"

   "Yeah!" Ethan said with excitement.  "Teach me more about sex!"

   "I'd love to."

   We exchanged phone numbers, then Ethan left.  I turned and studied the
scene in the shed behind me.  It was just so insane!  That cock...  that
cum load!  How was it possible?!  To my own surprise, I found myself
walking over to where Ethan's ropes of cum had slammed into the side of the
shed.  It was losing its thickness and running down the wall, but I took my
hand near the bottom and slid it up along the path of the cum.  I scraped a
few of the splashes of cum this way and found my hand completely filled
with the slightly-yellow fluid.  I turned my hand down and let the cum slap
wetly into the dirt by my feet, then wiped my hand off on an old towl
nearby.

   I swear I wasn't and still am not gay, but that was the hottest
experience of my life.

   The End



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