Sean let out a yawn, scratching at his shaggy blond locks and dropping his Xbox controller onto the floor, having had enough of shooting up zombies for one night. His day so far had been a bit of a bust, having nothing but a pile of Geography homework (he had still yet to do) for company and all of his friend's either stuck at home in similar situations or out with their respective girlfriend's, presumably having a heck of a lot more fun than he currently was.
"Bah, who needs a girlfriend when you've got porn?" he scoffed, pulling an old, worn out magazine from under his bed, trying to convince himself that it was a much better substitute in his given situation; girlfriend-less and seemingly doomed to stay that way. It wasn't even as if Sean was ugly or anything, being your average 16 year old kid, slightly short and scrawny perhaps, his appearance almost always a mess, but he wasn't hideous, it just seemed that all the girls he was interested in were far more impressed by chiseled jaws and washboard abs, things that only seemed to be found amongst the popular jocks or on the high school football team. They certainly weren't interested in an unathletic, slightly plain looking slacker who spent most of his time playing computer games or whacking off to the small collection of porn he'd somehow managed to accumulate.
Those girls were all just bitches and sluts, he would tell himself in the hopes it would make him feel better, their only reason for sleeping with the kind of guys who spent most of the day pushing Sean up against lockers and tripping him up in the hallway was to climb the school social ladder. Still, that didn't stop him fantasizing about them, wishing he had some of those babes in his room instead of old pictures of incredibly fake breasted women, flaunting their bodies for his masturbatory pleasure. Picturing one girl, Kelly Simpson, captain of the cheerleading squad, he furiously worked his cock, imagining she was the big breasted slut on page 12, lying spread eagle with a long black dildo sticking out of her wet snatch. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, you like that bitch?" he gasped through gritted teeth, really getting into the fantasy, "You like my big cock inside you huh? You like my big fucking dick?" It was at that exact moment that he got somewhat of a shock, his relatively average sized penis seeming to have suddenly grown within his hand, pushing up and inch or two towards the ceiling. "No...fucking...way"" he exclaimed, shortly before his body finally reached critical mass and he spurted out all over the pages of his magazine.
"Oh shit! That's all I need," he squealed, jumping to his feet and rushing to quickly clean up the mess, annoyed that he'd ruined one of his only good spank mags, the incident with his growing dick having been all but completely forgotten.
"What are you doing?" a voice suddenly said from behind just as he'd managed to get his pants back on, giving him somewhat of a shock as he turned round to see... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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