The Next Morning …

I wearily opened my eyes to the sunshine beating down on them and rolled over and **** myself up to a sitting position and pulled off the headphones and placed them on my bed, thoughts of all the girly cocks planted in my head had me already at half mast, my mind then drifted off to mother and soon I thought … what if mom has a hidden cock and wants me to worship it … my dick was now at full mast imaging me slurping on moms short but tasty cock and balls.

I would love to find a girl like that, or have mother find a girl for me like that or even better… if mother was already a woman like that …. It then dawned on me how different that I was now, only one week of listening to her DVDs and taking the pills that she gives me everyday, I would have never even thought about cocks at all before but now they are on my mind all the time and my mother was to thank for that , I was angry at her for that but also I was so curious about all of it now, I don’t know what emotions I am really feeling right now.

I then heard the door bell ring and wondered who it was this early in the morning .
Going to the front door , I opened it and instantly felt my dick spring up as I was looking directly at …..

It may be …

The paper boy here to collect

A Boy Scout selling cookies

A dirty young boy who looks orphaned

My younger cousin walking inside

Or any other boy you would like to read about !