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Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- The Pits of California
The sights and sounds of the county fair would normally be enough to bring out anyone looking for a good time. Carnival games, vomit inducing rides and sweet sweet cotton candy, these things were the stable of one of the most exciting events the little town has seen in years. This, however is not the story of a simple adventure in the county fair. This story, in fact, starts in the porta potty around back. It was rather stinky back there as the people lined up to do their business after consuming too much food or drink. One such individual, however, had other things on his mind. He was 18 year old Kenneth Stapleton and today, much like any other day, he would be exploring his own body in the privacy of one of these stalls. Yes, masturbation was a daily routine for young Kenny. He would do it at every opprotunity he got. Whether it be in his room, in an alleyway or as the situation presented itself, a bathroom stall, the young man would relish in his own bodily pleasure as he jerked it off repeatedley until he shot his seed wherever.
As he entered the stall, the young redhead promplty pulled down his pants and proceeded to do his business, imagining a sexy woman on her knees and ready to stroke him herself or perhaps suck him dry with her mouth. That made him quite hard in the nethers and soon, he was stroking himself faster and faster. It was not long before a feint squirt could be heard and the seed ejected itself from his loins and into the hole the porta potty provided him. And then, just as calmly as he entered, he exited, showing no signs that he was in an immense struggle with his own penis in a battle of sexual superiority. He made sure to leave no physical evidence either as he had taken some toilet paper and wiped down the area where his seed landed in the stall. "Another successful trip," Kenny mumbled to himself as he made his way through the fairgrounds looking for something interesting to do while he recharged for another go at his wang.
Then, he spotted it. It was a rather small tent set apart from the usual attractions the county fair had to offer. It seemed so dark and mysterious that simply entering it would provide for a great adventure...at least until it was time to masturbate again. The young man looked up at the sign hanging over the entrance. It read "Gypsy Psychic- Get your fortune told cheap". It was an amusing attraction to Kenny. And he figured scince these 'psychics' as they called themselves were most likely fake anyhow and would do anything to keep a customer for as long as possible, he decided to entertain himself with the person inside. And so, the young man entered quietly figuring nothing could possibly go wrong.
As he entered the stall, the young redhead promplty pulled down his pants and proceeded to do his business, imagining a sexy woman on her knees and ready to stroke him herself or perhaps suck him dry with her mouth. That made him quite hard in the nethers and soon, he was stroking himself faster and faster. It was not long before a feint squirt could be heard and the seed ejected itself from his loins and into the hole the porta potty provided him. And then, just as calmly as he entered, he exited, showing no signs that he was in an immense struggle with his own penis in a battle of sexual superiority. He made sure to leave no physical evidence either as he had taken some toilet paper and wiped down the area where his seed landed in the stall. "Another successful trip," Kenny mumbled to himself as he made his way through the fairgrounds looking for something interesting to do while he recharged for another go at his wang.
Then, he spotted it. It was a rather small tent set apart from the usual attractions the county fair had to offer. It seemed so dark and mysterious that simply entering it would provide for a great adventure...at least until it was time to masturbate again. The young man looked up at the sign hanging over the entrance. It read "Gypsy Psychic- Get your fortune told cheap". It was an amusing attraction to Kenny. And he figured scince these 'psychics' as they called themselves were most likely fake anyhow and would do anything to keep a customer for as long as possible, he decided to entertain himself with the person inside. And so, the young man entered quietly figuring nothing could possibly go wrong.