CHAPTER 2
Jim was shocked. He didn’t know how to react to this. His head told him he was playing with fire here, but his cock was sending very different messages to his brain. As Kelly rubbed his penis slowly, he felt it growing bigger and bigger. The spunk was seeping out of the end of it already, making a wet patch on his trousers. It reminded him of his surreptitious visits to backstreet porn shops, when after a few minutes browsing he would always have sticky trousers.
He had been married, but his wife had died some time ago. Not that he wasn’t still interested in women. Quite the opposite in fact. It was just that they didn’t seem very interested in him. Masturbation was one of his great pleasures in life, and at least it was free. Well, almost free. He had to buy his porno mags, and his porno videos, then there were the telephone sex lines which he spent so much time on. He wondered sometimes what his neighbours in this respectable area would think if they knew how he spent his time. It was alright for them, though. They all had wives or lovers. All he had was his porn collection and a telephone. Not fair really.
Kelly was still rubbing his cock, and he was afraid he was going to come, and make a fool of himself. He had to control himself somehow. He thought about his beloved car. It worked. His cock started to subside.
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