3ngag3
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- The Pits of California
*Ring ring ring*
The sound of the bell that signaled the end of the school day came forth and brought a young man out of a nap which he probably shouldn't have been taking. It was science class after all and he wasn't doing quite well either. A problem that the teacher had no trouble making clear to the youth in front of the whole class. "No sleeping in class!" the teacher exclamated, slammingi his hands on the table. "You're falling behind in your studies and naps like these aren't going to help you any." Grogily, the young man, Zachariah Kingston, looked around to see the students standing up and talking amongst themselves. It was mainly the females he paid attention to though. They dressed so trashy and yet they had no problem laughing at him mockingly as if he was some kind of loser. "Those sluts..." he thought to himself as he imagined them bent over, getting reamed in the ass repeatedley. That's when Zack's erection began to grow and, not wanting to be spotted with it, got up quickly and left for home.
At sixteen years old, the young man was a bit of a late bloomer when it came to puberty. It had only been months scince he had begun having those particular 'feelings' about the oposite sex. But because of his generally subdued nature, he lacked the ability to ask any girl he fancied out on a date so he could possibly stick it in them like he saw in those adult education tapes. And scince he had not yet discovered the joys of masturbation, he was left alone and wanting. The only thing that kept him from exploding were the dreams he had late at night while sleeping. There, he would envision a beautiful woman...or a shilouette of one anyway. She would walk before him and speak in a seductive voice, calling for him to make sweet sweet love to her, which he did with great enthusiasm. However, as he was about to reach orgasm, the dream would end and he would wake with a cold sweat to see that he was still erect.
Tonight was no different for Zachariah. As he slept in bed that night, he once again had the dream and, as per usual, he was awakened just as he was about to reach climax. Grogily, the young man looked to the ceiling and muttered to himself. "Damn...one of these days," he muttered turning to one side.
The sound of the bell that signaled the end of the school day came forth and brought a young man out of a nap which he probably shouldn't have been taking. It was science class after all and he wasn't doing quite well either. A problem that the teacher had no trouble making clear to the youth in front of the whole class. "No sleeping in class!" the teacher exclamated, slammingi his hands on the table. "You're falling behind in your studies and naps like these aren't going to help you any." Grogily, the young man, Zachariah Kingston, looked around to see the students standing up and talking amongst themselves. It was mainly the females he paid attention to though. They dressed so trashy and yet they had no problem laughing at him mockingly as if he was some kind of loser. "Those sluts..." he thought to himself as he imagined them bent over, getting reamed in the ass repeatedley. That's when Zack's erection began to grow and, not wanting to be spotted with it, got up quickly and left for home.
At sixteen years old, the young man was a bit of a late bloomer when it came to puberty. It had only been months scince he had begun having those particular 'feelings' about the oposite sex. But because of his generally subdued nature, he lacked the ability to ask any girl he fancied out on a date so he could possibly stick it in them like he saw in those adult education tapes. And scince he had not yet discovered the joys of masturbation, he was left alone and wanting. The only thing that kept him from exploding were the dreams he had late at night while sleeping. There, he would envision a beautiful woman...or a shilouette of one anyway. She would walk before him and speak in a seductive voice, calling for him to make sweet sweet love to her, which he did with great enthusiasm. However, as he was about to reach orgasm, the dream would end and he would wake with a cold sweat to see that he was still erect.
Tonight was no different for Zachariah. As he slept in bed that night, he once again had the dream and, as per usual, he was awakened just as he was about to reach climax. Grogily, the young man looked to the ceiling and muttered to himself. "Damn...one of these days," he muttered turning to one side.