A Happy End to High School; Part 2
I awake early the next day. Weirdly no sex dream but I did have one bad case of morning wood. I look under the covers at my throbbing member. I grab it with my hand and it instantly feels good. Slowly I begin to stroke it up and down, working the full shaft. I think for a moment and reach for my phone. I open up my messages and go to the latest one. The picture that Becki sent last night. I focus on the picture and imagine seeing those bad boys in the real. Working my cock faster, I can feel pre cum begin drip from the tip. I twist my wrist around the head. I close my eyes and think back to what happened in the store last night. I imagine Becki’s mouth …