I woke up as usual at six a.m. i turned off my alarm clock and got ready for what would become an unusual day. While getting ready i already felt something strange, strange but good, concerning my cock. The beautiful sensation of the morning wood, but i noticed it wouldn't go away even after half an hour since i got out of bed, i still could see my boner trough my underwear, and then, a thought came in my mind...just...touch it... I looked at my dick...then passed an hand on it....damn if it was good...really...really good...and i kept touching it until i finally stopped. What was i doing? And thinking? I never jerked off before and i didn't mean to begin that day for sure, so i finished changing and went downstairs for breakfast, thought with my dong still up.
As i watched tv and finished getting ready, i could still feeling the sensation growing from my package, luckily my dick is pretty small and no one noticed, but it was hard all along and i couldn't resist of touching it sometimes, when i was alone in the bathroom or in my room, just passing my hand on it...and it felt sooooo goood, i had my eyes rolling in ecstasy only for then feeling ashamed and stopping. I took the car and went to work on my own, sometimes touching my weiner...feeling good...driving with one hand while the other carefully massaged my cock, i could feel the sensation growing...my legs near the breaks started twitching in ecstasy every time i got near my cock...not grabbing it once...only getting my hand over it and my toes starting to crawl back, fuck...this feels so good...i wonder if...i then grab my erection with my hand...fuuuck...i moan so loud...only the witness of a person on the street stops me, i hit my breaks as hard as i could and stop the car just in front of him. YOU ASSHOLE, YOU ALMOST KILLED ME...sorry, i answered ashamed, then he got away giving me the middle finger. Fuck James, i said to myself, what is wrong with me? I didin't noticed for all day, but a little stain on my pants, just above my package appeared then.
