pounce and kill

"suppose i could jerk off any time i wanted," said
scotty, a sexy big-dicked teenage boy. he said it to
zippy, his best-friend and confidant.
zippy was also a sexy big-dicked teenage boy -- though,
in reality, most folks would call zippy
a sexy HUGE-dicked teenage boy.
scotty and zippy had been friends forever,
were on the soccer team together,
the water polo team together,
and they were, at this moment,
out camping together, just the two of them,
beside a fire, in the middle
of the deep dark forest.
scotty had taken off all his
clothes, and he was, in
fact, jerking off,
as he, again, said, "i mean,
really, suppose i could jerk off any time i wanted,
suppose nobody cared, nobody would be offended,
that was just the way it was for
everybody, everybody could do it
anytime they wanted to."
zippy was shirtless, watching
scotty as scotty jerked off.
"it might be a far better world, all
right," said zippy.  at this point,
zippy stood up, stripped off the rest of
his own clothes, and sat back down
across from scotty.  zippy was
definitely a sexy HUGE-dicked teenage boy.
zippy, too, started jerking off,
staring at scotty, and at scotty's
lesser-sized member.
the two boys sat there,
tugging and tugging on their own dicks.
"sometimes i just don't see how can you fit all that
into your pants," said scotty to zippy, with
true admiration, and just a bit of awe.
"sometimes it's a struggle, all right,"
said zippy, chuckling. "but i wouldn't
feel jealous or anything," zippy added.
"yours is kinda cute."
both boys chuckled good-naturedly.
the sky was full of stars, the moon was
bright, the fire crackled away,
as scotty the sexy big-dicked teenage boy
and
zippy the sexy HUGE-dicked teenage boy sat
across from each other,
naked,
by the fire,
in the middle of the woods.
when they began to spurt cum,
their eyes were wild and deliriously happy,
as if this was the sort of thing
that could go on
forever.

--Carl Miller Daniels (April 21, 2011)