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Now that summer vacation had started, Billy Clark spent most of his time working on his car and jerking off. Very often, in the middle of some important task, he would get so horny he would have to drop everything and grab his throbbing crotch. He would climb into the back seat of the twenty-year-old Chevy convertible, pull out his throbbing cock, pump it wildly, and fill his handkerchief with jism. Only then would he be able to go back to work.
Billy was a gook-looking boy; tall, slim, with straight blond hair that bounced on his head with his quick, energetic movements. His features were almost pretty, his complexion perfectly clear except for a dozen freckles. His blue eyes glimmered like gemstones.
Although all the girls in the neighborhood liked him, Billy was shy. And his awkward lust for their pert, young breasts and round asses made it even more difficult for him to get anywhere with them.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.