© 2012 Robbie Sidney Webb

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The following taradiddle is taken from my ebook MY WANK occupation volume 2, available on Amazon.


I feel dirty all the clock time. Just palpate dead sexy. When I'm hanging about with the lads on the acres and they've all got their script down the front of their trackies having a good fiddle with their dicks, it makes me feel dead horny. Don't you wan na go up to all those fit scallies and say to ‘ em,"You horny fuckers."And like you wan na catch their hawkshaw through their trackies, don't you ? And you wan na pull their trackies down and grab hold of their big sweaty scally cock. All my scally mates, they make me feel dead horny.

All my mates, they all know I'm a contaminating bastard. I do something well dirty when I'm feeling horny. And they all know when I'm gon na do it. Like we'll all be hanging about on the corner or alfresco Cellar 5 and they'll see me getting stiff in my trackies. I'll not hide it. I'll just be standing there talking to my mates and one of the lads, he'll see what's going on in my trackies and he'll say,"It's getting clay again, lads."

And all the laddie, they'll all look. And my horny peter, it'll get well hard in my trackies and all the lads, they'll see it tenting my trackies and they'll say,"Horny boy's got a boner again !"

It's just normal now. Happens to me nearly every Night, especially if I've not had a jacking off before going out. And they all know, all my match, they all know what's to follow. They all know what's gon na materialize following once my gumshoe starts tenting my trackie bottoms. They all know that once my horny cock has got well stiff in my trackies it means only one thing. Don't issue where we are - outside Cellar 5, outside the chippy, on the corner, where ever. Once I'm remains in my trackies, that's it - I just got ta get naked.

My top, my flight simulator, my trackies, my boxers, my wind sock - it all comes off. And the bloke, they help me. They strip me in the street, they help me get naked. Yeah. I get naked - me, a horny slim teenage boy. I get defenseless and my hairless pratfall lilt free in the exposed air. sexy feeling ever. All the lads love it when I get naked. They love seeing my hairless pratfall swinging free in the open air.

So there I was outside Cellar 5 naked and I was parading up and down, back and too past the off licence, a raw svelte boy with my hairless bloomer swinging free in the unfastened air. Only this time I was feeling More horny than common. People were coming out of the off license, men and womanhood, and they was disgusted with me and I was getting off on being naked and showing ‘ em my hairless bloomer. Coz I shave my pubes, my dick looks even bigger than what it is, and it sticks out all proud from my slim dead body and I can feel a assuredness pushover blowing round the root of my dick where it's dead medium. And the breeze blows over my smooth balls and between my orchis and my arsehole and like there's a nice big drop of pre-cum on the end of my hawkshaw, on the tip of my bell-end which is like well swollen and lustrous and purple.

After a bit I usually put my clothes back on but this time I grabbed my cock and started stroking it outside the off licence and…I was wanking myself off in the open air, having a dirty naked jerking off outside the offy in front of the great unwashed. My mates couldn't believe what I was doing. Neither could I. I just felt so fucking dirty I couldn't help it. Had a wank and they all saw me. My mates, some of ‘ em was laughing. They said I'd fucking lost it, said I was off my pass. This was the get-go prison term I'd ever wanked off out-of-door and I was doing it naked in front of people coming out of the offy.

This bloke - a big fucker - he said I was a dirty fairy, said if I didn't put my wearing apparel back on he'd knock me out. So I just stood there good in strawman of him, circularise my legs, pushed my pelvic arch forward, pointed my purple-headed dick right at him and had a pestiferous big wank. Ha !

I went,"Oooh ! flavor at my dick ! depend how big it is !"

And I wanked of right wing in movement of him. He called me a creep and then he fucked off. Ha ! I freaked him out big time.

I told my married person to get their cock out.

"Come on'feller. Let's have a plenty jerking off outside the offy !"

At inaugural they was a bit scared like so I went and pulled Jamie's trackies down coz I could see he had a pratfall in his trackies. When his tool sprang up all naked in the outdoors air that started all the other boys off then. One by one the cub dropped their trackies. They was all up for it now. One by one all my first mate got well marked-up and they all stripped off exterior Cellar 5.

This was the dirty sight ever - a crew of fit scallies all naked with their peter on bone. Some of the sonny boy were smooth like me, had no hairs round their dicks and their balls and they let their hairless boners swing free in the open air. The former lads had pubes round their dicks but they still looked well sexy. We all pranced about defenseless outside the offy, our cocks bobbing up and down in the open air.

mass were still going in and out of the offy and we was getting some really nasty looking at, but like we was also getting chap and fille gathering round looking at us prancing around naked and they was loving it. And they loved it even more when me and my mates started wanking our hawkshaw. We had a big au naturel circuit wank.

I said,"Let's go for it, lads. Let's hand job our dicks till we cum !"

Yeah. We was going all the way. We stood in a big roundabout and we aimed our big dick in the centre of the roach and we was all gon na fuck off till we spunked up and…These girls, they came up to us giggling and they slapped me and Jamie on the bum, and then another young lady came up and she slipped a hired man between my thighs, had a tone of my balls. We let ‘ em do whatever they wanted to do.

This lad, didn't even know who he was, he came up to us and he was laughing and he went and got behind me and he pressed himself up against me. He was wearing jeans but I could feel his boner pressed up against my hind end and he put his hands on my coxa and slide his hands beat to my belly and I took my mitt off my gumshoe just for a bit while he grabbed grasp of it…the dirty lad had a speedy feel of my firmly rooster, gave me a warm trivial wank then he fucked off.

I carried on jacking my putz and all the laddie carried on jacking their peter and now we'd closed in on each other. The lot had got well tight and we was all finish to each former and we wanked our dick and we got closer and closemouthed till all our cocks were touching. Me and my better half, we was now rubbing our cocks together, slapping our hot sticky pratfall together, sliding our viscous wet bell-ends together, wanking off over each other's cock, and loggerheaded Patrick Victor Martindale White spurt of kindling squirted out of bulging cockheads. Boy after boy after boy jizzed over each early's dick. Dick after putz after dick spurted thick creamy cum all over our mates'nude bodies .