It's currently dark out, about 1:00 A.M in the morning and everyone is asleep, I'm using the computer in the living room reading stories on here. Wearing only a simple undershirt and shorts, giving easy access to my rod, I can feel sudden shivers running through my body as I read story after story.
The thrill of being caught as the light shines from the computer into the dark house, or the thrill of having a wild orgasm when someone walks into the kitchen, or them hearing me type loudly and then scream, makes my dick that much harder. The swelling in my shorts is becoming more and more unbelievable as I reach down with one hand to touch it, feeling the precum as it drain against my inner thighs. Rubbing it only softly to preserve the stingy sensation I have now, holding out to make sure that I last longer than I normally would. But slowly, the boner sticks out of my shorts, finding its way into the light. Occasionally, I would get up, holding my dick in position and look down the hall to make sure that when the time is right, which I can tell is soon, I would be able to orgasm freely, and get cleaned up before anyone suspects I am here.
Pulling down my pants I sit only with my undershirt on, the keyboard hiding my raging dick as the head becomes sloppy. Writing this alone is becoming more and more difficult as my heart is beating that much faster, my boner feeling free to move up and down at its own free will. As I sit at the edge of my chair I am free to pump away and play with my balls, or even some anal play for extra stimulation. Hopefully, I will get done without making much mess, and the smell of my cum wouldn't be noticeable in the morning.
Stroke after stroke, harder and faster, I am hoping my 7.5 inch uncut teenage dick would last the fiery burning sensations, the mouth watering feeling I currently have.