Date: Tue, 22 Jul 2003 13:17:26 -0500
From: Paul Wilson <paulwilson45@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Beautiful Sight

I just saw a beautiful sight and thought you might enjoy reading about it.
I had to go to the department of motor vehicles to license a camping
trailer, and there was a long wait.  While I was there a lady came in and
sat down, and she had her son with her.  He looked to be about 8, and was
very cute.  Blond, blue eyed, high cheekbones, thin neck, nice shapely legs.
He was wearing very loose, kind of baggy shorts with big pockets.  After
sitting there a while, he put one hand into his pocket, and pushed it way
over so it was clearly over his crotch.  He started to play pocket pool with
himself, at first just rubbing around slowly.  After a while he got more
purposeful, and the motion changed to a slow up and down movement, and it
was obvious what he was doing -- he was cranking on his penis.  Every so
often his left leg opening slipped up from the motion of his hand, and I
could see he had on light blue boxers, so I knew he was hanging loose in
there.
He kept up the slow, gentle movement of his hand for quite a long time,
maybe 10 minutes, while he just looked straight ahead, not seeming to notice
there were people around.  I'm sure he was concentrating.  Then he gradually
picked up the pace, and became more intense.  His hand wasn't moving far,
maybe a half inch or so, so a casual look at him wouldn't probably trigger
most people to notice what he was doing.  But it was clear to me.  Soon he
was doing it faster and faster, and I could see he was losing it -- his
pants moved more and more, then he suddenly stopped and tensed up.  His legs
pushed out in front of him, his arm froze, and he closed his eyes in
concentration.  He held like that for about 30 seconds, and his only
movement was a slow up and down of his hand as he savored the feeling, and
his hand remained in his crotch.
Then he relaxed and opened his eyes.  As he did so he had a satisfied look
on his face, and just a hint of a sly smile, as though he thought he'd
gotten away with something.
I looked at him and smiled, and at first he looked embarrassed, as he knew I
knew what he had been doing.  He removed his hand and gave me a sheepish
smile, and I gave him a little thumbs up sign, and he smiled some more.
While all this was happening his mother was sitting there reading a book,
and gave no sign that she noticed her boy masturbating beside her in public.
Either she had tunnel vision or she just didn't care.