Mar 02, 2004 05:51
this past weekend was just ... ugh. I was suffering from a severe case of SRB. I would either be too busy to have a good 'ol masturbation session; if not, my roomate would be around. The whole week was just pretty stressful. So Saturday night rolls around, and i think: "ahhh, its saturday, everyone should be out, time for me to have a nice looong wank." So i sit down in front of my computer to watch porn, watch ... watch ... watch ... Finally, i hit maximum stiffness and start really getting into it.
and ... wouldn't you know it? my roomate chooses that exact moment to come back. i was like: "fuck fuck fuck!" and barely had time to pull the blanket down to cover myself. i look @ the clock, its only twelve something, he might go out again, after all it's still early. i can wait for a while longer. he goes into the toilet, and comes out in pyjamas. i'm like ... "you gotta be kidding me."
i could have strangled him right there and then, 'cept i wouldn't touch that severely obese waste of space with a ten-foot pole.
The Next Day
i wake up ... raging hardon, roomate's not around, i sit in front of my computer to finished what i started, and wouldn't you know it ... like a predictably bad teenage drama, my roomate comes back. my dick goes from | to __ in 0 seconds flat. i killed him right there and then.