Cameron Monaghan
flood plain
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy really
thought he deserved a thank-you letter for
all the work he'd done. in fact,
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy was
sure he deserved a thank-you letter.
oh, it was true he'd been paid for the work,
but his service had been so good,
so extra-special good, that
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
really thought a formal thank-you letter
was particularly appropriate in this
particular situation.
so, he went and knocked on the door
of the attractive young professor whose garden
he had weeded and tended with such
loving care all the summer long.
the professor was a professor of english,
and he was a nice-looking man,
who preferred to get his exercise
through running and weight-lifting,
instead of through tending his garden.
"i'd like a thank-you letter,"
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
said to the attractive young professor
when the attractive young professor
opened the door. "a thank-you letter
for all the hard work i did
this summer," added
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy.
as it turned out, the
attractive young professor had
just gotten out of the shower,
and was wearing only a towel,
which was wrapped around
his waist. "ummm," said
the attractive young professor,
"wouldn't you prefer a beer,
instead?" the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
thought about it a moment, and
nodded his head. "well," said
the attractive young professor.
"come on in."
**
a few beers later, for each of them,
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
and the attractive naked young professor
were in the bedroom, and
the attractive naked young professor
was sucking on the big hard thick dick
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy.
very soon,
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
spurted big hot gooey spurts of thick runny cum into the
ready eager and willing
mouth of the attractive naked young professor.
"ummmmm," said the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
as he spurted cum, "ummmmm ahhhhh ummmm."
then, it was the attractive naked young professor's
turn to spurt cum, and, when
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
offered to suck him off, the
offer was graciously accepted.
the attractive naked young professor squealed
like a girl when he spurted his cum,
and this was kind of a surprise to
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy,
but he didn't say anything about it.
**
afterwards,
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
and
the attractive naked young professor
lay back on the bed, together, side by side,
while the attractive naked young professor
wrote a thank-you letter
to the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy.
it was a long letter,
and,
well,
it got pretty dern mushy.
--Carl Miller Daniels (November 6, 2012)
xxx music
the good-looking sexy sexed-up young man
spent lots of time thinking about the
best place to masturbate.
**
his current favorite place was beside
a stream in the middle of the woods
where he took off all of his clothes
and lay down on his back on a soft
smooth bed of lush green verdant moss,
and jerked off there, and just before he
spurted his cum, he rolled onto his side
and spurted his cum onto the cool moist
surface of the lush green
moss, and watched it soak in.
sometimes he thought this was
definitely the
best place to masturbate, there
naked beside the stream in the
middle of the woods on top of that moss.
**
but this was by no means the only
place where he masturbated; nor was it
the be-all and end-all when he was
trying to decide what
the best place to masturbate
actually was.
**
the good-looking sexy sexed-up young man
thought about building a special
kind of board, a board
about 8 feet long and two feet
wide, and an inch
or so thick, a board with a smooth-edged
penis-diameter hole punched in
approximately the middle
of the board. that way, he
could suspend the board
between the seats of two chairs,
lie down on his belly,
poke his cock through the hole,
and, while lying on his belly,
reach around underneath himself,
grab his cock, and just slowly &
leisurely jerk off. he liked this
idea so much he very nearly
decided to build such a board,
but didn't.
**
instead, he decided
the best place to masturbate
was draped over
the couch while his parents
were away, towels spread
all around and underneath
and in front of him,
his face buried in the
cushions of the couch,
down on his knees;
sometimes he poked
his cock in between
appropriately placed cushions
and pumped away until
it was nearly time to cum,
then he pulled back and
finished himself off with
his hands, spurting his
cum onto the appropriately
positioned towels.
**
sometimes, while
the good-looking sexy sexed-up young man
was masturbating in one place, he was thinking
about other places he could be masturbating.
for example, he thought it would be fun
to masturbate with his cock inside
the vagina of a sexy woman. he wouldn't
touch his cock with his fingers when
he was masturbating inside her. he would
just push his cock back and forth inside
her vagina and thus masturbate that way.
sometimes he thought the best place
to masturbate would be with his
cock inside the well-lubricated asshole
of another sexy young man. that way,
he could just shove his cock in and out,
in and out, and deep
into the asshole of that sexy young man until
he came inside there.
**
sometimes, when
the good-looking sexy sexed-up young man
really did have his cock inside the vagina
of a sexy young woman, or inside
the asshole of another sexy young man,
he thought about the stream, the bed
of moss, the sunlight dappling his
naked chest and belly and balls,
and he spurted his cum deep into
whatever his cock was stuck into.
**
he thought that people always laughed a little too
loudly in that AMERICAN PIE movie scene
where the cute high-school boy fucks
a pie -- he could tell; their
voices always got a little edge to 'em
during that scene of the movie, as
though their laughter was forced, a little too
harsh, a bit abrasive, actually;
this sound annoyed him, and, yet, when
he himself fucked a pie, he made a funny
sound with his own voice, too, kind
of edgy, kind of a whimper,
and when he came,
he thought the best place to masturbate
was actually in
the middle of his favorite song,
right between the notes that made
him cry.
**
he could picture his cock there,
inserted amongst the rows and spirals
and vortexes of all those
squiggling and spermy little black notes -- wriggling,
and jiggling right on along with the music.
--Carl Miller Daniels (February 20, 2007)