...his hand moved faster and faster, forming a pink blur surrounding his tiny fetid erection.
With a high pitched squeal he hit 'delete' and as the thread disappeared he climaxed, flinging tiny jets of goo over his tear-soaked t-shirt.
( 2 Can Chunder Word to your mums, I came to prod bums, Sat 11 Feb 2012, 12:12, archived)