One for the Road

Hey there.

I have been a wanker for the last eight years or so. I have tried to quit but it is too good to stop.

My story begins not too long ago. My friend had come to visit and I noticed that a condom had fallen out of her pickup. It was a mint flavored one. I got on to the internet to see what I could find out about it.

I let myself wander, and before too long and I started to get a hard on. I was all alone and figured why not just have some fun. I stripped down naked by the computer and as I did my penis, now red as a tomato, began to point upwards.

I tried to slip the condom on but it was actually too small. I kept trying to roll it down but it was stuck just behind the head of my penis. I was hard as a rock by now and the lubricant was making my fingers slippery. As I slid my hand up and down my member I began to feel my orgasm coming on. I was on my knees, and pretty soon I knew that I would reach the point of no return. I began to thrust back and forth and then my orgasm hit.

It was like fireworks. I felt my semen running up my rock hard member as it began to fill out the condom. Every pulse as I ejaculated filled me with another shudder as it ran out of me.

I looked down at the condom and began to realize that it was about full to the point of rupture. I jumped up and ran into the bathroom. As I pulled the condom off, a little dribble was still running out of me. I held a piece of toilet paper against the head of my penis until it went limp.

I should thank my friend for the great time but I might embarress her. As least it was easy to clean up.

Thanks.