Young Boys Secret Morning Rituals After hot blow-job I’ve given to Ben, we straightened ourselves and went home. I managed to sneak in my room past my family, changed my stained shorts and underwear and went back to my usual routine as I would in any other late afternoon. But, as I would do my chores every so often my mind would remind me of what happened that day. As picture of me holding my friend’s cocks would pop into my attention, my member would react so I was pretty much having hard-on all the time. I went to bed a bit sooner than usual hoping that sleep would give my mind some peace. Morning came and I woke up, immediately reminding myself about yesterday’s events. I checked my watch and was surprised to see that it was only few minutes past seven. There I was – laying in my bed, awoken unusually early for me when I was free from school, with my morning wood not so much caused by full blather (and it was full) as it was caused by my over thinking about last day’s events. My sister was still asleep, so I took the opportunity and crept out of bed, making my way to the bathroom to relieve myself, take a shower and do the rest of my morning routine. As I left our room, house sounded strangely silent. Usually, my parents would be in dining area, drinking coffee, talking, with radio playing in the background. Yet, on that morning silence was the only thing I noticed. …the next moment changed everything
