'Rising' early . . .

Billy woke during the night. Glancing at his alarm clock, the glowing display read 2:43, far too early to get up. It was then that Billy noticed his raging hard-on. Pulling aside the sheets, Billy reached into his boxers and pulled his cock free. Gripping it firmly, Billy began to stroke it, and then . . . he stopped.

In the past, if Billy woke with an erection in the middle of the night (a not infrequent occurrence) he’d have fantasized about some girl at school, about Diana or his sisters, or even about his mother, on occasion. He’d have fantasized, masturbated, and gone back to sleep. But this time was different . . .

Billy lay in bed with his cock in his hand, memories of yesterday’s events running through his mind. As Billy came fully awake, the strange smile growing on his night-shadowed face might have caused concern, if anyone had been there to see it.

A wicked thought occurred to Billy. Why take matters into his own hands when there are others to tend to his need?