Palm Springs Vacation Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

Palm Springs Vacation Ch. 08

All characters are 18 years or older

PALM SPRINGS VACATION

CHAPTER EIGHT

Bobby's dream faded, then vanished without a trace as consciousness gradually arose to replace it. Even before he opened his eyes, he became aware of a very pleasant sensation and he realized that his hand was wrapped around his solidly erect penis, gently caressing that stiffly upthrust shaft. Groaning softly, he continued to slowly stroke his fingers up and down his straining erection as he reluctantly cracked open an eyelid and allowed the light of day to spear through his eyeball and stab into his still sleep-fogged brain.

He turned his head and found that the adjoining bed, where his brothers had slept, was empty. Bobby threw back the covers and gazed down at his throbbing hard-on as he gently caressed it. He realized that this was exactly how he had finally fallen asleep, long after he had told his brothers about his meeting with JoAnn and Sharon and all had agreed that they wanted to attend the party later on today. While his brothers had quickly fallen asleep after their short discussion and its foregone conclusion, Bobby lay there wide awake, hard cock in hand, contemplating what he appeared to have agreed to with both excitement as well as apprehension.

"Ohhh, fuck..." the boy groaned, arching his hips upward off the bed while stroking his upthrust, straining shaft. As his butt wriggled, his loosely dangling balls bounced and jiggled against his thighs, sending a searing pain ...

... spearing through those overfilled orbs.

"Ohhh, fuck..." he groaned again, this time with an entirely different intonation and meaning. His balls throbbing painfully, Bobby gingerly lowered his ass back down to the bed and remained motionless as the pain gradually ebbed to be replaced by an overwhelming urge to pee.

Trying not to jostle his aching balls, Bobby carefully slid out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. Standing before the toilet, he bent his hard-on downward, pointing it at the bowl. Despite his urgent need to pee, with a fully erect penis, it was difficult to get it started, especially since every jiggle and squirm sent a searing bolt of pain through his aching scrotum.

"Ahhhhhhh..." Bobby sighed with relief as his stream finally got started and he was able to stand there motionless as his bladder drained out through his stiff, hard prick. Finishing, he gently squeezed out the last drops of urine and dabbed it off with a few sheets of toilet paper.

Relief for his bladder, however, provided no relief for his throbbing erection, or his aching balls. Uncertainly, he stood there in the bedroom for a few moments, then hobbled off down the hallway toward the living area, walking bow-legged and wincing whenever his scrotum bounced against his thigh.

Bobby found Sharon and JoAnn sitting at the dining table, naked, chatting and drinking coffee as he shuffled toward them.

Both young women looked up and smiled as they saw the young man's stiff, hard penis ...