Stroke of Bad Luck
The sky was thick with fog, and the moon had trouble getting any light to earth. Luckily I had my night vision goggles.
I was in the bushes across from my new neighbor's house, masturbating. I thought he was pretty cute, but I never really saw him up close. At this point, though, I was so horny it didn't even matter.
He had just moved in a week ago. I figured he probably had a wife because the house was way too big for just one person; the only problem was I never saw anyone except him come and go.
On this particular night he was sitting on the couch watching football. No shirt, boxers, and a can of beer in his left hand. I had never gotten a handjob from a lefty before -- I wondered if it would feel better, as I switched to masturbating with my other hand.
Just as I was about to blow my load all over the bush I was in, a car pulled around the corner. The high-beams lit up my shocked face; it was too late. I started to cum all over the bush and my hands. I could feel chunks of jizz dropping down onto my bare feet. As I let out a long, high pitched moan, the last of my sperm drizzled out of the end of my dick.
The car pulled into my driveway and turned off the lights. My mom got out and went inside. I know she saw me that night, there was no way she didn't -- it was winter, and the bush didn't have any leaves. I gathered up my pile of clothes and went inside. She was already in her bedroom.
I can't be sure, but I thought I heard crying.