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Like all young men, or most of them I would think, maybe even older men too, the first thing I do upon awakening is reach for my crotch for that reassurance that it’s still there, still working, or just to say good morning to a dear friend. There are times when you don’t need to reach there for any kind of reassurance, because you could feel the pressure down there; but you reach there anyway, even if just to show appreciation and acknowledgement of its presence.
So there I was lying on my back, still groggy with sleep gently rubbing and squeezing my firm blood filled dick. I heard the turnover of a car engine, followed by its departure from the yard. That was my dad leaving for work. I continued to lie there, going over what could be remembered from the night’s steamy dream as I fondled my dick, enjoying the warmth of the sheets and the soft glow of half sleep, not really masturbating, just a gentle aimless caressing. About fifteen minutes later I heard another revving car engine and then the sound of it disappearing out of the yard. That would be my mom and sister. Now I was alone at home, not having school on that day due to exams. I suddenly realized that the day was Wednesday, and looking at the clock on the wall and seeing it was seven thirty, I sprung out of bed and headed for the window.
