Imitating Peewee, by Rajah Dodger

I'm sitting at my computer, nobody around but the sound of the
a/c clicking in and out.  I was looking at some old kinky GIFs -
women in rubber, holding men's cocks, things like that.  Well, I
figured I might as well haul out old faithful and give him some
relief.  I unzipped my pants and fumbled around trying to find
the opening in my briefs.  Finally I said to hell with it and
grabbed John Thomas and pulled it around the side and out into
the open.  I could see the vein was throbbing already and it was
warm in my hand.  Dry, though.  I licked my thumb and ran it over
the head of my cock.  Better, definitely.  Hmmm, I was going to
need some napkins or something if I didn't plan to make a mess of
my pants.  I suppose I could just take them off, but you never
know when the cleaning staff will come in and surprise you.  If
it were a female staff, maybe I'd still try it.
 
The briefs were binding so I stood up and pulled my cock further
out so the edge fo the briefs hit around my ball sac instead of
the shaft.  My spit had dried already (it does that,
unfortunately) so I used more and used my fist to rub it in and
over the whole head.  WOW!  I didn't realize I was *that*
sensitive - I almost shot off then and there.  I flipped through
the GIF directory, just sort of holding myself near the edge,
till I ran across one that always does it for me.  It's nothing
particularly kinky, just this tall blonde leaning over her
boyfriend, her tits hanging down and brushing against his chest
while she's got his cock cradled in one hand.  It's a big cock
(at least it looks that way in the picture), and I am imagining
it's her hand on my cock.
 
I re-lick my hand and use my fingers to rub it into my shaft,
leaving the crown alone for the moment. I gri the shaft and move
my fist up and down in a speeding-up motion, playng with my balls
on the downstroke.  When I can't stand it any longer, I let my
fist go all the way up and over the top, rolling it around and
watching as the friction of my hand pulls the tip open, flaring
at me like a blind eye, and as I keep going I feel my balls
tightening and I go back to a fast up-and-down fist making sure
that my thumb rubs up just under the crown every time, and I look
up and bite my lip as the cum erupts and shoots into the air,
coming down on the floor in front of me, six, seven times before
I have the sense to grab a kleenex and toss it in between my
legs, as my cum oozes more than cums for the next several times I
squeeze my fist upward.  Finally, I lean back and catch my breath
while my softening cock shrivels and lies on the sticky kleenex.