Standing in the sunshine on the private balcony of a hotel in a strange country, Kevin gasped as his body twanged spastically and he pumped his pent-up boy-juices into his cupped left hand.
2007, Christopher Trevor, Terry's Appointment and Other Spanking Tales, page 148:
Slave boy Chris spewed a good hefty load of white boy juices and forced me to chow down on and swallow just about every drop of it.
2010, Kenn Dahll, Missing Aaron, page 25:
I tried to shake my head and pull away from the revolting act he requested and the sour mash-like odor of stale piss, sweat and boy juices clinging to his pubic hairs and encrusted on his dick and balls.