Billy lay on the bed with the fingers of his left hand wrapped firmly around his hard dick, tugging ferociously toward an expected climax. This was a typical, daily occurrence for him. In fact, his day wasn't complete until he whacked off at least once, usually more. In all honesty, jerking off was Billy's favorite activity as he could never quite seem to keep his hands off his penis, like every other eighteen-year-old boy in high school. Every guy Billy knew yanked their chain, and if they said otherwise they were lying. At least, he assumed they did because of all the joking that went on about jerking off on any given day. How could they not masturbate? Clearly, it was the greatest feeling in the world as nothing quite equaled the sensation of your dick as it exploded with hot cum.
And as Billy pulled on his stiff prick he eagerly anticipated the next experience. He had been looking forward to it all day, having woken with a woody and been unable to shake it. Good thing he got so much pleasure from masturbating because nobody else was doing it for him.
When his friend Max dropped him off after school, Billy went directly to his room where he stripped naked and hopped on the bed to commence his favorite activity. He loved getting naked and being in the nude. Clothes just got in the way of things. They were too constricting, limiting the sexual exploration of his body. Unlike most teenagers, Billy really liked the way he looked, especially naked. Standing in front of the mirror on his closet door, he would stare at himself, watching his penis rise and fall as he played with it. He particularly liked flicking his dick against his abdomen to watch it bounce. Turning sideways, he discovered, made his cock look even longer, and he would jerk off as he watched himself in the mirror, excited to see cum fly out the tip of his penis.
As the familiar sensation arose in his body, signaling the inevitable culmination, Billy lifted his hips in the air as clumps of white, sticky semen shot out and landed on his chest. He groaned out with pleasure as cum warmed his belly. One squirt even hit his chin, making him chuckle as he finished pulling on his shrinking appendage. Billy rested for a bit before retrieving a dirty undershirt from the hamper to clean up his mess. Throwing on a pair of shorts, he made his way down into the kitchen to have a snack.
Once his appetite was satisfied, Billy went back to his room, got naked again and lay back on his bed to listen to music. As was his habit, he fantasized about having sex with different girls in his school. He visualized the way he imagined they looked naked, or how the girls would blow him. Billy pictured himself eating them out and fucking them. The preferred activity he imagined was having an orgy with a bunch of girls, all of them taking turns to service his meat before he pounded their pussies one at a time.
Instinctively, a usual occurrence of this meticulously practiced routine, Billy quickly turned his thoughts to his neighbor Suzy. In the end, his thoughts always returned to her. She was, for all intents and purposes, his first - and at this point in his short existence only - love. There were just two problems with this. First, Suzy was a junior in college while he remained a few months away from his high school graduation. Second, she had no idea how he felt. Billy had never told her.
As children they had played together often, but once the onset of puberty hit, and she moved to middle school, they drifted apart. Thankfully, she had a brother named Tony who was a year younger than Billy and took her place to become a good friend. At least until high school when they gradually went their own way as a result of different interests and activities.
Suzy remained the only girl Billy had ever played with in his life and, it seemed to him, the only girl he had ever really been attracted to. At times she even seemed sweet on him as well as she always made a point to reach out and say hello or talk to him, even as she grew older and in front of her friends, which was a big fucking deal as a kid.
There was a time when he and Suzy used to roller skate together during "couples song," which he always looked forward to. Unlike the rest of the country, where roller skating finally went out of style in the 1980s, in their small town it was still the place for young adolescents to hang out on a Friday or Saturday night. Even though he and Suzy were separated by three years - not a lot, but tremendously critical as teenagers - she never seemed to mind Billy and was usually the one who would approach to ask him to skate during the couples only song.
Listening to music as he lay on his bed, Billy recalled those times with Suzy, which now seemed so long ago. He had been in the 7
th
and 8
th
grades at the time while she was already in high school. It occurred to him that while it didn't seem unusual at the time, now as a senior he couldn't imagine asking someone three years younger than him to skate together during a couples dance. Yet, on several of those occasions they had even kissed, after making their way to one of the four corners of the roller rink set aside as resting places. There were long benches attached to the wall and chairs for kids to skate out and take a break. Usually, though, those dark places presented the perfect hiding spot for people looking to kiss, mess around, and, if they were really daring, fuck.
Billy remembered the first time he kissed Suzy. It had been on one of those benches in the corner of the roller rink hidden in the dark. He had been in the 8
th
grade and she was asking him if he was excited to be going into high school the next year. When he turned to respond, his face smacked right into hers and they shared an awkward first kiss. Still, most times after that, when they skated together they would end up in one of those corners and their kissing got better. Sadly, that was all they had ever done and, all too soon, Billy was in high school and Suzy graduated. And that, as they say, was that.
Just recollecting those times was enough to awaken Billy's manhood for the second time that afternoon, and he glanced down to see his one-eyed shlong rigidly looking up at him.
Jesus
, he thought,
I have got to be the horniest person alive
. But that thought wasn't enough to keep his hands off himself as he slowly rubbed his naked body. Billy reached down to cup his balls, massaging them as blood pumped into his pecker. As he ran his left hand over his hard boner, he thought about the last time he saw Suzy.
It had been just this past Christmas, when she was home from college. She looked beautiful as always. Her smile. What a fucking killer smile. She had a mouthful of pearly white teeth and when she smiled it took up her whole face. Her wavy, long brown hair and brown eyes only accentuated her beauty. The sweet softness of her voice penetrated his soul every time she would say, "Hi Billy," in a teasing way with her toothy grin and sparkling eyes. Billy started to grip his penis harder, sliding his hand up and down its firm shaft.
Through the years, with Suzy living next door to him, Billy had gotten an opportunity to see parts of her naked body a couple times. Once, while over at her house playing video games with Tony, Billy had to use the bathroom. Even though the door was closed, he turned the knob and walked in to see Suzy sitting on the toilet. The first thing he noticed - the only thing he noticed - was her patch of bushy pubic hair as he stood in the doorway staring at it. Thankfully, Suzy only laughed as she politely told him to get out, which he had done immediately. But he thought of her black bush as he continued to pull on himself.
He also thought about the time they were swimming in her pool and how her bikini top fell off as she jumped out of the water. When Suzy turned around, kneeling to retrieve her bathing suit from the water, her tits jingled together right in front of him. Once again, he was rooted to the spot ogling her boobs while she giggled and quickly covered herself. As far as Billy was concerned, she had the greatest set of tits in the world. Then again, it wasn't like he had many others to compare them with.
There had been several opportunities for Billy to mess around with people during adolescence. He had actually jerked off with Tony a few times while they watched some porn on his laptop. Billy's first blow job was pretty memorable, but only because of the pain caused as the girl scraped his boner with her teeth. The others he had received were all much better, he was glad to note, especially the one Angela gave him just last week.
