Last summer being in the center of Warsaw, I’ve got a text from the client, and had to send him an offer by e-mail. I hate to browse Internet on my mobile, as it is too small for me, so I rushed to the bus stop to go home urgently. On my way to the bus unexpectedly near an Internet Cafe. I presumed this would be a quicker opportunity to sit my customer. On a ground floor there was a computer and mobile phone shop, and on mezzanine there were six rows of ten years old crummy computers and the some CRT monitors, but it was enough to send a simple e-mail. I sat in a corner and started to read a message from my client.
Few minutes later I saw a teen boy climbing the stairs. He was max sixteen years old, dressed in a navy blue t-shirt and shorts. I am sure that he haven’t seen me and was sure to be alone there. He took a place in another corner and I returned to reading request from my client. Few minutes later I was attracted by silent moaning and deep breathing. I couldn’t see the boy’s face as it was covered by the big, old monitor, but I could see everything under the table. So I saw the legs wide spread and boy’s hand massaging his crutch, than unzipping his shorts. I nice, young hard dick popped out and he started to wank furiously. His nice ball were jumping up and down and it took him less than a minute to explode with large amount of cum, which covered his hand and few drops felt to the floor. With his right hand he was searching pockets but without result. As I always have with me a pack of tissues, I approached him and hanged it over to him. Poor boy was totally shocked! He looked at me with a horror in his young eyes, and couldn’t say a word.
- Calm down, man. Clean yourself and don’t forget about floor – I said in a low voice with a grin on my face, and returned to my place.
Two minutes later he came to me, returning the rest of tissues. His face was red as watermelon and his voice trembling.
- Thank you sir – he whispered – will you Out-me to the staff?
- Tell them about what? That you have a hay fever and needed tissues? Relax, boy. I was happy to be able to help you in need – I said calmly with a smile.
- Very kind of you, sir. Thank you – he said, smiled hesitantly, than left in a hurry.
I returned to my e-mail. Later on I laughed when I thought about urgency.
I had to answer urgently my client, so I used public computer, although I had my own at home. I am sure that that boy had his own computer too, but found himself in a state of such great urgency, that he needed any computer right now. Finally I came to the conclusion, that there are different urgencies in a man’s life.
Carlo57
Why does stuff like that never happen to me?
ReplyDeleteI think that he was so scared, that for next few days he forgot about wanking at all, and probably was so affriad to touch his dick, that he haven't even pissed couple of days :-)
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