broad back

when the scent of fresh coffee wafts its way
into the nostrils of the slender sexy big-dicked boy
lying on his bed on his back naked and trying to
decide whether to rush downstairs to the coffee
or lie there naked and big-dicked on his back
and jerk-off real nice and slow,
he kicks the last of the covers off
of his tender pink feet
and wraps his fingers around his
hard smooth purple-headed dick
and lies there pumping contentedly away,
savoring the knowledge of his impending orgasm
and the certainty of the hot aromatic coffee,
two absolutes in the life of a naked
big-dicked boy, lying on his back on
his bed in the morning jerking off
in the sunlight that streams in thru his
bedroom window. he pumps and pumps
and pumps away, his lips twisted
into something between a grimace and
a grin, and then he spurts what looks like (to
him) about
3 or 4 pints of hot gooey runny cum,
(but to most of us, would appear to
be 2 or 3 tablespoons of goo spread
gently across his smooth sexy chest and
lean firm belly), and, after
he spurts that cum, he wipes
it off of himself with a soft
old t-shirt kept hanging on his
bedpost for times such as this,
and then he gets dressed, goes downstairs,
pours himself a cup of coffee,
listens to the warm friendly
sounds in the next room,
and just sits there smelling
the aroma of his cup of coffee and grinning kind of
goofy, and kind of sincerely
profoundly happy.
it is the middle of june,
and summer seems like a sweet sexy dream.

--Carl Miller Daniels