OK!

it's true: it was a beautiful day outside, and
yet the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy certainly
didn't mind how he was spending this
very moment, naked on his back on top of
his bed masturbating away, listening to the
sparrows chirping, the sunshine coming in
through the window panes hot and tingly
on his sexy muscular tiny-nippled slightly-sweaty
chest, and as he lay there contemplating
the feel of the sunshine on his chest
and the feel of his fingers on his hot throbbing cock
and the sounds of all the little sparrows chirping
cheerfully away on the window sill right outside,
he started spurting cum, and lay there
naked on his back on his bed spurting cum
and spurting cum and spurting cum and spattering
his naked chest and his naked belly with big
splats of hot runny cum and
he felt the last of the spurts diminish
and he felt the very last of those spurts
dribble into his tightly curled wispy
pubic hair, and then he just kind
of settled down into the mattress,
listening to the sparrows chirping,
feeling the sunshine on his naked chest,
smelling the smell of his own cum thick and
musky and male, and
his toes tingled, and he licked
his lips, and the sparrows just
went right on chirping. then the
sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
sighed and stretched and said softly,
in kind of a loud whisper actually,
"man! that was GREAT!!"
and he reached over and grabbed an
old t-shirt and wiped himself
off with it and tossed it
into the laundry basket,
and when he climbed out of bed
and starting getting dressed, all
the little sparrows got spooked and flew
away and everything was so
quiet he just had to go
outside and sit there
on the back steps grinning
like he'd just had the best
orgasm of his life, or one darn-
near close. a day like this,
it's difficult to mess it up.
the sparrows soon returned, and
chirped like crazy: happy boy!
happy boy! happy boy! they seemed
to be saying.
he grinned and adjusted himself,
and grinned again.
a day like this, a
sexy big-dicked teenage boy
just kind of mellows on through,
enjoying the sensation
of the tip of his penis,
tingling there, happy
underneath his pants.  

--Carl Miller Daniels (September 19, 2007)