Straight Male / 49
When I was around 16 I was visiting my aunt and uncle. I was sleeping in my cousins room who was grown and moved out. It had been awhile since I had relieved myself, almost a week, and I was on fire, I really needed to masturbate but I thought if I used the bathroom they would know what I was doing. I Just needed tissue paper or napkins. At 16 masturbating was a messy deal you know.
So I got a brainstorm, I would casually walk into the kitchen, and act like I was getting a drink of water, then quickly cum in the glass, rinse, and go to bed relieved. Great idea.
So I'm in the kitchen, got the glass of water, pulled out my poor burning hot cock from my PJ's, got the head pointed in the water, only took a couple tugs I was so freaking horny, that oh so wonderful feeling came on, intensified, and........BOOM, my aunt flips on the light just as jets of burning hot 16 year old semen is blasting into the glass of water so hard its splashing on the floor. There I was with a bow legged Elvis fucking a glass of water posture shooting cum and I couldn't do anything but finish then turn around and squeeze out the drippings and pull up my PJ's. I never looked up at her face, just rinsed the glass, got a paper towel and wiped the floor. By then the light went back off. She never mentioned it and neither did I. Just one of those things you don't talk about.
So I got a brainstorm, I would casually walk into the kitchen, and act like I was getting a drink of water, then quickly cum in the glass, rinse, and go to bed relieved. Great idea.
So I'm in the kitchen, got the glass of water, pulled out my poor burning hot cock from my PJ's, got the head pointed in the water, only took a couple tugs I was so freaking horny, that oh so wonderful feeling came on, intensified, and........BOOM, my aunt flips on the light just as jets of burning hot 16 year old semen is blasting into the glass of water so hard its splashing on the floor. There I was with a bow legged Elvis fucking a glass of water posture shooting cum and I couldn't do anything but finish then turn around and squeeze out the drippings and pull up my PJ's. I never looked up at her face, just rinsed the glass, got a paper towel and wiped the floor. By then the light went back off. She never mentioned it and neither did I. Just one of those things you don't talk about.


