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YOU SHOULDN’T BE DOING THAT OUTSIDE, YOUNG MAN
© 2013 Robbie Webb
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18-year-old hoodie boy Rickie went down this alley back of McDonalds and got his stiff dick out of his jeans. Whenever he was desperate for a wank he just had to have one. It was as simple as that. It didn’t matter where he was or what time of the day it was. Once he got those sexy tingles in his dick and it pulsed up into a big throbbing boner, that was it. It was the only thing that mattered. It became the centre of his universe, the only reason for his existence.
His sexy tingles.
He was no longer a person; he was a dick that needed tossing off.
And with him being just turned 18 he was always desperate for a wank.
This particular Saturday afternoon he just happened to be in McDonalds, queuing up to buy a double cheeseburger when up it popped (his dick, not the cheeseburger). The place was chocker so he had to get out. He couldn’t do it there and then with so many people having a meal. So he went out and walked round the back. Once those uncontrollable sexy tingles started in his dick there was no going back. It only took three or four pulses for him to get a woody. It wouldn’t go down until he’d had a steaming hot wank. If you’ve got to cum you’ve got to cum. It was either that or walk round all day with his boner stretching his jeans.