Growing boy- 2

Eric’s hand flashed up down his thick shaft faster and faster. He wasn’t going to be able to last much longer. He reached over and pulled at least five feet of toilet paper from the roll. The holder made a long, loose metallic rattle as he jerked at the paper. He wadded the paper in one hand and clamped it over the end of his bloated cock-head just as the first gush of cum rushed upward. He gasped loudly with every wad of hot boy-juice that shot into the tissue.

When he was finally finished, Eric took another long pull of toilet paper and cleaned off his cock and hands. He dropped the cum and lotion soaked paper into the toilet so that it made a nice, loud plop as it hit the water. He flushed and then washed his hands in the sink. After stuffing his still mostly hard dick down his pant’s leg, he opened the door and stepped into the hallway. The door to his mother’s bedroom was cracked barely open and he smiled when he saw it close completely as he walked by.

Over the next week Eric considered on how far to take this. Although they barely spoke, he thought that the atmosphere between him and his mom had changed. Somehow she seemed smaller and more feminine, more girlish. He had continued to masturbate, usually more than once a day, but he was beginning to yearn for more pussy. He’d made himself available to Ms. Miller, and even though there had been some significant eye contact between them, they hadn’t had an opportunity to be alone. The upshot was that he was one horny teen with a big cock to satisfy.