One Stormy Night
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Jason seemed like an alright guy but his life was lived more in computers than the outside world. Most Saturday nights were spent jacking off to movies and images of sexy models and porn stars.
So, one Saturday night Jason was in his white singlet and cotton boxers, stroking lightly to the images on the internet screen. The weather outside was thundery and lightning strikes were common. His parents told him, when he was living at home to never be on the internet during a thunder storm. Jason never listened.
Jason pulled out his hardening cock and stroked it harder. Jason was an alright guy to look at. Slim build, lightly tanned and an average cock according to the research on the subject and public opinions on penis size. Jason continue to look at images he had saved on his computer, one set in particular on Michelle Issacs.
Michelle was a gorgeous Australian model that Jason dreamed about meeting (or fucking) one day. She had long blonde hair, that reached down to her perfect butt. Perfect in Jason's eyes anyway. Her skin was tanned and not solarium tanned but sun-tanned. He had learned the difference from his constant viewing of models.
The lightning became more frequent and seemed closer. Jason didn't care. His cock was fully hard and he was staring at Michelle's famous beach shot. She was sitting on a stool (on the beach!) wearing nothing but a purple thong. Her right breast was visible but Jason concentrated more on her shapely ass.
Jason stroked faster and as he did so he touched the screen. Suddenly a crash of thunder hit the house, the power cut and Jason screamed. He immediately stopped jacking off and stuffed his cock back in his boxers. He went to check the fuse box.
As he checked the fuse box, the rain continue to soak his sleeping attire. He saw the blown fuse and quickly changed it with the spares he had handy. He rushed back inside as the thunder continued.
The power was back on in his room but the image of Michelle was gone. Well, not the image, but just Michelle. Then Jason heard a voice. "Bit wet out there?"
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