Take Me Home

 A few days ago while I was in the car, John Denver’s tune, “Country Road Take Me Home” came on the radio and brought back a very special memory of a rather frustrating family vacation when I was 16 years old. I was an only child, and every year my parents would take me by car on vacation somewhere. My parents would save up for it all year, we didn’t have much money, and we would always stay in an inexpensive economy motel. I was a fairly typical teenage boy, horny most of the time, getting frequent boners all day long, and masturbating at least once and usually twice every day. Also, as a 16-year-old, I was no longer as happy and excited to be going on vacation with my parents as I was when I was little kid.


For several hours in the car driving there, I must have gotten 3 or 4 throbbing rock hard boners because I didn’t have the opportunity to masturbate before we left. John Denver’s song was probably a top 10 hit at the time and played on the radio at least 3 times during our trip. With that song playing and a throbbing boner hidden in my pants that badly needed to be checked off, my brain was consumed with the desire TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROAD… so I can go in my room and masturbate!


Living for a few days in a tiny little motel room with my parents quickly became an agonizing burden for me. When we arrived that first day I had no privacy anywhere at all in my dick kept reminding me that I had not yet taken care of its daily needs. Lying in bed that 1st night, of course with more erections, I tried wiggling it but I was so afraid that I would wake up my parents that I just couldn’t get myself to cum.

  Then came the next morning, and I could spend at least a few minutes of the bathroom pretending to shower. In classic teenage style, I stripped naked, my throbbing boner popped up, I turned on the shower water for cover, and I madly started masturbating over the sink. But knowing that my mom was barely a few feet away on the other side of the door, made me so self-conscious that as badly as I needed to fire off a load it seemed to be taking my body forever to get there! Then I hear someone trying to open the bathroom door. I was so glad that I had it locked. It was my mom, and then she started pounding on the door, “Why is this door locked? And why is it taking you so long to shower??” Still stroking my Dick as fast as I could, I yelled back, “Mommmmmm!!!!! I’m almost done! Can’t I have even a little privacy??”

 That definitely destroyed the mood, my Dick started losing its erection, and I quickly jumped in to the shower for 30 seconds to wet myself with a pretend shower, then turned off the water and got out. As badly as I needed to masturbate, I was unsuccessful. It pretty much ruined the entire day, and again, I heard John Denver song at least a couple more times on the radio that day.

 Finally the next morning, now with a 3-day loaded my balls, again standing over the sink with the shower water running I successfully had a massive cum in the bathroom before jumping into the shower.
It was indeed very frustrating vacation. Hearing John Denver’s song on the radio last week brought back these bittersweet memories of how badly I wanted that country road to “take me home”.

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