trahern

It's cold and wet outside. I don't think I'll ever really wake up today. I seem to be permanently stuck in that stage where... wait, a little backstory.

Once upon a time I had a cunning plan to keep me from oversleeping. I'd wake up a bit, roll over and go back to sleep. Something had to be done. I had a thing for celebrity fakes at the time - some of the people who do them are really quite good - so I printed out about 15 of them and stuck them to my bedroom ceiling. The sight of them would catch me mid-roll, and I'd play with myself until I was too awake to fall back to sleep.

Now I need glasses. I can't see my ceiling well without them, which rendered the celebrity fakes useless. I took them down... but that's okay, because now when I wake up, I still play with myself. Unfortunately, I keep doing it for a couple of hours after I should have gotten out of bed.

So now you have some idea what kind of mood I'm in when I say I've never really woken up. My dick's been twitchy all day, and it's only so long before I succumb to my collection of hardcore internet porn. I want something better, but the thought of dating again still leaves a bad taste in my mouth. And if it didn't, I wouldn't want to go out on a cold wet day like this.

I think I need someone to come here and snuggle me. Then make out with me. Then have slow, hot, wet sex with me. Yep, that would do me just fine.