I remember when I was 14 I was jerking off pretty much twice a day and sometimes more.
I remember one time having to go away on a trip with my parents and had no privacy, and I was going crazy by the third day of not being able to do it.
At a highway rest stop I told my parents I had to do "number 2". I went into a stall in the men's room, already rock hard, and in barely 15 seconds I shot a tremendous load all over the door and floor in that stall pretty much like an cum explosion. It shot out of me probably almost 3 feet. Wow did I ever need that, and it felt soooo good!
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Ah, yes, rest areas. I remember being a counselor when I was 17 on a bus load of junior high boys going to camp. We stopped at a rest area for everybody to pee.
ReplyDeleteWhen we were ready to leave, one boy was missing. "Where's Kenny?" I asked. A kid sitting nearby answered, "He's jackin' off in there. It's his hobby."
The guy who gave me that information could not have been more than thirteen, but he was definitely tuned in to what was going on around him.
Your lucky it had a door.
ReplyDeleteYour description is very vivid. Thanks for a nice treat.
ReplyDeleteTo commenter @ 6:03. That is FUN-NEE. A 13-year-old saying to an almost-adult counselor, "He's jackin' off in there." And then adding "It's his hobby." Dude didn't pull any punches!
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