The moon was full, casting a radiant glow on the forest trees surrounding my car. I loved parking up at Devils Outlook, mostly because nobody else went there. Back in the day it use to be the main spot couples would go to make out, or fuck in the backseat of their parents car, but then there was the double murder of 1999 that put a stop to all that. I guess two kids shredded into a zillion pieces can do that. Rumors had spread like wildfire saying that it was some crazy ax wielding murderer, while others said it was a devil cult. Truth be known nobody knew for sure, but the place had been remembered as haunted ever since, which essentially meant it was ALL mine. Just me, and the demons that haunted the place.

It also meant it was a great place to jerk off.

I know it sounds crazy, but what's a young boy in a small town who's infatuated with his cock and wide open spaces supposed to do? I mean, you could essentially whip your dick out and stroke it like a genie lamp until it shot a huge load of warm, sticky, cum all over the place, and never have to worry about getting caught. I know, because I've done it hundreds, if not thousands of times.

 

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