The Biggest Little Pornstar

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By the third chirp Jackson Curtis was wide awake. Jackson sat up and placed his feet on the floor, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and held his head in his hands for just a moment. He knew if he rested for more than a moment he would fall back to sleep sitting right there. With his hands on his knees he hoisted himself to his feet and stood, wavering, while the remaining fog of sleep fell away. The light beaming in through the crack in the curtains lit his room with a soft, early morning glow. Jackson's reflection in the full length mirror loomed before him like a corpse.

Jackson was 19 years old and didn't look a day over thirty. Life had not come easy for Jackson and he wore the signs of it all over his body. He stood there, naked, and sighed. He was handsome, not striking but pleasantly plain, with light sandy blond hair, which looked pretty good right out of bed. Jackson stretched and stood up straight to his full 6'2"; his father had left his mother when Jackson was a baby, but the one gift he had left was his height. His body had become well-toned over the last year of work, with the side bonus of a deep tan from the hours spent outside. He ran his hands over his chest and stomach and down to touch the light brown hair growing around his cock. Being early morning it was standing straight out in front of him, and he wanted to grab it and relieve himself of some tension this morning.

But Jackson knew there was no time before work, so he slipped on his underwear over his throbbing erection and began dressing. Jackson had grown up fast and was more responsible than he should have been. After his dad left it was just him and his mom, and Jackson loved the woman, but she had put too much on him. She was a sweet woman, but the string of bad boyfriends and the dead-end job at Wal-Mart had killed her spirit. He knew he could stay in the cramped apartment with his mother and after every summer spent riding in a pick-up to do landscaping, he had enough money to move out. He graduated high-school and moved out into the trailer he rented now, it was nothing special but it was his own.

Fully dressed, he headed for the door. After high school he took a full-time job working with the landscaping crew. It was hard work and the pay was crap, but it kept him fed. As he headed down the hallway towards the door he had one last stop......