That was the way her day started – with an itch in her cunt that she couldn’t scratch until nighttime, and the memory of her son’s huge cock burned indelibly in her tormented mind.
Breakfast was torture, for Bob wore only his pajama bottoms, and Ann found herself looking for the heavy movement of his dangling cock as he walked. When he turned away, she watched the flexing of his lean ass.
She was thankful when, a little later, he went outside to play with some friends.
Bob made friends easily, and it hadn’t taken him long to fit in with the gang of kids that hung around the corner theater. Most of the boys were his own age or a year younger, so they were just as horny as he was. Usually, the main topic of conversation was what girl in the neighborhood had the biggest tits, which had the bounciest ass, and which one would give a hand job.
Thinking about some girl playing with his prick really turned Bob on, but he didn’t think he’d be lucky enough to get jerked off any time soon. But it was nice to dream about, and he bragged about the girls he’d known in his home town who had pumped the cum from his balls and let him play with their tits and pussies. He was lying, of course, but the other kids couldn’t be sure of that, and it made interesting listening.
“A girl ever suck it?” one boy asked.
“Naw, but one of these days.” Bob knew when to quit lying. No one could ever believe a story about that, no matter how good he told it.
“C’mon, let’s watch a movie,” one of the acknowledged leaders said, and they all trooped to the theater, keeping their eyes peeled for some sexy looking chick.
Bob bought some popcorn and separated himself from the others. When he saw a cute girl, he followed her and sat down beside her.
It was dark enough to make him feel safe, and no one was sitting on the other side of him, so he slowly unzipped his pants and, using the big popcorn container to mask what he was doing, slowly pulled out his fat, half-hard cock.
His heart was racing, and his face felt hot, but he was horny as hell and willing to risk a scream. The girl was really nice-looking, and her this stuck out just enough to fill his hands. If he was lucky, maybe she’d play with him a bit, even though she didn’t look as slutty as most the girls in the neighborhood. But he could, if she did scream, zip up before the lights came on and run to somewhere else in the theater.
“Hi,” he said, turning to look at her.
The girl ignored him, except for leaning slightly away.
Bob blushed and he was glad it was too dark for anyone to see. He grabbed his cock and started pumping with his left hand. His right held the popcorn container on his upper thigh, keeping his fat cock hidden. Studying her budding tits, he worked the cum out of his balls. When he knew he couldn’t hold back any longer, he tilted the popcorn container and, at the same time, he forced the head of his cock down. His jism jumped into the box, coating the piled-up popcorn and trickling down through it to the bottom. He squirted five more times, moving the box a little each time to make sure his cum was all over the popcorn. Then he shoved his prick in his pants, zipped up one-handed; then stood up to leave.
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