Felipe in "I Ain’t No Little Kid"
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Felipe had done something he hadn’t done in years – he went to an adult bookstore. His new girlfriend just wouldn’t go past making out, no matter how hot they got or how much he begged. Now he had a royal case of blue balls.

The bookstore had booths that he could watch naked girls dancing. He knew other guys would whip their cocks out in the privacy of the booths and whack off. He never did. In fact, he didn’t believe in jacking off to orgasm except as a last resort. That was for little kids. Standing in the booth, he kind of hoped for a spontaneous ejaculation – kind of like a wide-awake wet dream – to relieve his aching balls. When he realized that wasn’t going to happen, he decided to check out the magazines and see if one looked good enough to take home.

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Carrying his choice home, his cock refused to go down. Only his loose jeans hid the bulge from view. When he got back to his apartment, he threw the book on the bed and got himself a beer. After taking a sip, he opened the bag and removed the magazine.

"I’ll take a look at this," he said to himself. Then, in a resolute voice, he annouced, "I’m not going to beat off. I’m not."

Even though Felipe didn’t believe in jacking off, in his view, teasing yourself with some good porn was OK, as long as you didn’t take it all the way.

Felipe laid down on the bed and started leafing through the magazine. Every so often, he would reach down and give his stiff cock a squeeze or two (or three). For several minutes, he kept this up, slowly massaging, but never stroking the lump in his jeans, and swigging on his beer. Occasionally, he’d utter some comment about the girls in the book: "Damn! Those tits!" "I would do you!" "Oh, God. Look at those knockers." "Look at those lips...good blow job lips."

One picture really got his attention. "Oh, I love two girls lickin each other out. Oh, they’re playin with themselves," he moaned. Trying not to give in to the temptation to start stroking his cock, he thought about what the girls would think of him looking at their pictures. "You don’t know what I’m doing here," he said. "You don’t have any idea."

After another swig of beer, Felipe flipped over on his stomach and arranged the magazine in front of him. It wasn’t long before the delicious pressure on his trapped cock made him want more. He began humping his hips into the soft mattress, pretending the naked women in the magazine were underneath him.

One particularly hot photo caused him to moan, "Oh my God, look at that body." A tingle down below told him he better stop moving his hips while looking at this babe. When the tingle went away, he went back to thrusting his hips. He even shoved his hand down there, at first to adjust his boner into a more comfortable position, but then he kept it there, giving his cock some additional stimulation. His breathing became heavier.

Suddenly, he flipped over. Controlling his breathing, he said, "That was close, that was too close. Gotta stop. Gotta stay strong."

Then, when he reached the back page of the magazine, there was a stunning blond girl with the words "Call me now!" filling the top of the page. Felipe began rubbing his trapped cock again as he said, "Oh, so you want me to call you? Hmm. I’ll call you."

He looked at his phone, then back at the page. He had never called anything like this before. But the buzz from the beer and his raging cock took control. He reached over and brought his phone onto the bed. He dialed the number.

To his surprise, it was answered immediately by a hot sounding girl. Yeah, she could be the one in the ad!

"Hi, what’s your name?"
"Felipe."
"You know this call will cost $2.95 and be billed to your phone bill, Felipe?"
"Oh, OK."
"Oh good. So how are you doing tonight?"
"Uh, fine. Um...I never done anything like this before."
"Ooo...a virgin," the girl laughed.
"No way I’m a virgin. But my girlfriend sure ain’t puttin out."
"Ohh, poor baby. Are you all tense?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say I’m tense."
"Is your cock all hard?"
"Yeah, it’s hard all right."
With that, he began rubbing and squeezing his cock bulge through his jeans with more intensity.
"Mmmm. I wish I could be there to help you with it."
"I wish you were here, too, babe. Hey, what’s your name, anyway?
"Victoria."
"Victoria, huh? Like the underwear catalog?"
"Yeah, but better."
"All right."
"So are you naked for me?"
Felipe kind of laughed. "No, I’m not naked. You think I’m some kind of pervert?"
"Oh, no, I don’t think that. What are you wearing?"
"Oh just some old jeans, and a t-shirt."
"Mmm. Anything under your jeans?"
"Yeah"
"Well?"
"Briefs."
"Are they nice and tight?"
"Yeah, and they’re gettin tighter, if you know what I mean," he said, now openly stroking his trapped cock.
"Oooo...wouldn’t you like to take your cock out for me?"
"I don’t know"
"Oh, pleeeeze take it out?"
"Oh wow...take it out, huh? I don’t know..."
"Oh pleease? I bet it’s real big."
"Yeah it’s big. But you know...I don’t know..."
"You don’t know what?"
"I don’t like to play with it like a little kid."
"Of course not... I can tell you’re a real man. But you should at least open your jeans and give your cock a little more room."
As she said this, Felipe was already hypnotically opening his fly. "Yeah, I could open my jeans for you."
"Mmm, is that better?"
"Yeah, that’s better. So what are you wearing?" Felipe asked as his hand resumed squeezing his cock through his open fly.
"Nothing at all, just like the picture in the ad."
"Just like the ad, huh?" he said, focusing on the ad. The intensity of his rubbing increased briefly. "This is you in the ad?"
"What do you think, silly?"
"Yeah, you sound like this chick. You’re really hot."
"You sound hot, too. Does your cock feel better now?"
"Yeah. You got it pretty hard, though." he said, still rubbing his cock through his open fly.
"Oh, you should let out. It would feel so much better."
"Yeah I guess it would feel better to let it out..." And with that, Felipe broke down and lowered his briefs enough to let his raging cock spring out the fly of his jeans. "Yeah, it’s out now, babe. But I’m still not gonna... you know.
"Of course not. Mmm. I wish I could be there for you. I’d love to sit on it."
Holding his cock vertically, Felipe echoed, "Sit on it, huh?" What she said next made Felipe’s eyes glaze over and he began waving his hard prick around, still holding it at the base.
"Oh yes, just sit right on top of it and put it inside me and just feel it going in and out of me. Oooo"
"Aw babe, that’s hot. You don’t know... you don’t understand what you’re doing to me right now." While he was waving his cock around, it brushed against the back of his left wrist, where his hand was holding open his jeans fly. This felt good, so he started rubbing his cock head against the warm skin.
"Oh I can guess. Is your cock all hard and leaking?"
"Yeah, it’s all hard. It’s almost like you’re forcing me to beat off."
"Am I getting you that hot, Felipe? Do you want to stick your big cock inside my pussy?"
Felipe was really waving his cock around now, but still not giving it the traditional fisted stroke that would mean he was jacking off like a little kid. "Yeah, I’ll give you my cock. I’ll stick it right inside you."
"Oh, I can’t wait."
Felipe couldn’t take it any more. He had to stoke his throbbing boner. "Oh jeez. You’re makin me do it," he said, as his fist began stroking up and down the length of his cock. "Should be shooting really fast now," he told her.
Wanting to prolong the conversation (and her commission) Victoria made the mistake of saying, "Ohhh. Now where’s all your self control, Felipe? I know you don’t do that."

Felipe suddenly stopped his frantic jacking and said, "Fuck, you’re so right, I have no self control. I shouldn’t be this. I’m saving it for my girlfriend. I gotta put it back." But instead of stuffing his cock back inside his jeans immediately, he looked at it, hard and throbbing and leaking, and debated about giving it the release it so desperately wanted. Finally, with a resigned sigh, he slipped his cock back inside his briefs and jeans.
The girl was taken aback but recovered quickly. "Oh, don’t put it away now, Felipe. I really want to suck on it too."
Felipe moaned and squeezed his cock through his jeans. "Aw babe, you’re torturing me."
"Wouldn’t you like to feel my lips around your cock?"
"Aw yeah, feel those lips on my cock... so great," he said, still rubbing his trapped hard-on.
"Ohhh, I love to suck cock. I bet you taste really good."
"Aw honey, you’re turning me on so much..."
"I bet you really like having your cock sucked. All men do. And I’m really good at it."
"You’re a good cocksucker, huh?"
"Mmm, yeah. I bet you can feel it going in and out of my mouth right now."
"Oh yeah, babe, I can feel it. But I gotta stop this. I’m gonna cream in my fuckin jeans if you keep talking like this." Despite his closeness to orgasm, he couldn’t stop rubbing his now concealed cock.
"Yeah? Mmm...I haven’t made a boy cream in his jeans since high school. I used to do it all the time."
"You made lots of guys cream their jeans?"
"Oh yes, but it’s such a waste. I’d rather have them cum inside my pussy."
"Ohhh fuck," Felipe moaned. He stopped his stroking and just gripped his bulge. "I... I gotta go. Bye!" And with that, he turned the phone off.

Felipe’s cock was twitching wildly, but he knew he could control his orgasm now that he was off the phone with the tormenting Victoria. Slowly, he jacked his cock through the fly of his jeans.

"Oh God, she’s so fuckin HOT!" he exclaimed as he once again opened the magazine to he picutre.

In a frenzy of lust, Felipe thrust his hand down inside his jeans and briefs, gripped his cock, and began stroking it intensely. He had never cum inside his jeans before, no matter how hot he got, so he figured this was a safe way to stroke without releasing his manly load.

The beer had reduced his inhibitions just enough to allow him to continue stroking his cloth-covered boner. He stared at the magazine, muttering to himself about how hot this chick was. His stroking became fierce for a few seconds, and that was all it took.

Suddenly a look of panic came over his face. "Oh! Oh! Oh God! Gonna cum...gonna cum!" He knew there was no stopping his orgasm, so he kept stroking his cock, resigned to the humiliation of losing his load by his own hand, and losing it inside his briefs and jeans to boot.

"Aw! AWH!" and with that, he gave in to the orgasmic contractions that took over his body. Moaning loudly, he felt all the frustrations of the night emptying right into his briefs. Now he was jacking it for all it was worth, as semen began soaking through the faded denim, making a dark, wet patch. His hips bucked into the air as he continued to spurt in his jeans.

Finally, the orgasm was over. With a heavy sigh, and an "Aw, I got my jeans wet," he slumped on the bed, totally drained.

After a few moments, he stirred, feeling the slippery wet mess on the inside of his jeans. "Aw, I can’t believe I creamed my jeans." He pulled his stained jeans off, revealing his totally drenched briefs. The fabric over his cock had become almost transparent, so you could see the detail of his slimy, deflating cock. "Aw, I can’t believe I creamed my underwears," he moaned. He tried in vain to pull the saturated fabric away from his cock.

"God, look at that load," he said. Laying there in his wet briefs, he resolved he would never, ever jack off like a little kid again.