Resist

John got up from the table quickly and spun around before his mother could see his throbbing erection. His mom was shocked by the abruptness but before she could say anything he was already at the doorway. "Was it something I said?" she called after him, smiling.

"Nah..." John said without turning around. "I just... forgot something." He quickly ran upstairs to his room, closed the door and started rubbing his cock through his pants. Precum had leaked through and stained his tracksuit pants.

I'm so horny. I'm such a horny slut.

John pulled his cock out of his pants, spat on his hand and went to work. An hour later, he was still jerking it.

Fuck... why can't I cum? This is starting to hurt.

You know what you have to do, John.

John reached his hand down and slapped himself on the ass.

"Oh!" he squealed. "Please be gentle with me..."

John felt himself walk over to his bed and bend over it.He pulled his tracksuit pants down a bit and began to play around the outside of his asshole.

Mmm... my pussy feels good. Wait...what?

John let out a long moan as he pushed a finger inside himself. "Mmmm... fuck yes." He began to piston his finger in and out, then slid in another finger. "Fuck yes! Fill up my fucking cunt!" John screamed as his cock erupted, spraying the side of the bed and the floor with thick ropes of cum. His cock pulsed again and again as he fingerfucked his asshole, cum drooling out of his softening penis.

Fuck... so much cum.

After catching his breath John used his boxers to mop up as much cum as he could.

I better hide these or Mom will know there's something wrong with me. I think I've gotta see my therapist again.

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