.15 wet dreams (again)

Under my bed sheets I’m trembling. The cold sweat woke me up. My head is spinning, tears are dripping down my face. I try to get up but my legs aren’t working. I can’t even control my own body. My mind wanders as my vision turns to monochrome. I see her face as if she’s…

.13 shame

The candle flickers by the fireplace, It’s dark and cold. Goosebumps all over my naked body. It’s stings as I pull back my foreskin, eyes glued to my screen. The fingers on one hand scrolling back and forth between pages As the other hand gently massages my hard cock. The light flashes illuminating my pink…

.12 wet dreams

He dreams of fishnets, supple thighs and her tongue against the head of his erection. He imagines her hard nipples between his fingers as he squeezes her small breasts. He likes them small. Closing his eyes, it’s all too vivid and filthy as bodily fluids cover each other’s bodies And her back arches as she…

.11 depression and desire

I’m depressed, in a rut, bored or whatever. I’m depressed. Outside of the dull repetition of life I’m stuck with my imagination- my perverted mind. The permanent sweat patches stain my bed from lack of sleep and masturbation… at least three times a day. I can’t stop… I’m perverted. I’m depressed. I crave the touch…

.1 sad

I’m sad. My heart feels empty. The stitches holding the rift in my heart have once again opened- opened wide. I want to be adored. I need someone to reapply the stitches, patch me back together. But i do have someone… why? Why do i feel so empty? Theres another girl. A girl? Well, she’s…