Exotic Love (Novel)

8 (Updated)

  At what moment did the heightened sense of climaxing become so painful?  The throbbing heat inside my body cause even the itchiness to be discomfort.  Maybe it's because of the drugs I've been taking since I was a young ruined my body.  It wasn't my habit of taking drugs, but an orgy party where I had sex while taking drugs was my greatest pleasure as a teens.  I enjoyed all kinds of things, and even now, I'm used to taking it.

Is it maybe that sexual dysfunction is a side effect of drugs?  But until just a few years ago, there wasn't much of a problem.  It stood well and function well. No, it's not right to say that my sex function has declined.  Every morning, the euphoric erection was exhilaratingly lively, and it could still stand upright as soon as it was stimulated, whether touched, sucked, or fucked. 

But damn, that was another matter. 

It still felt good when I put it in the mouth or a hole and fuck it.  It is true that the mouth and the flesh that squezzed my penis gave quite a lot of pleasure.  Feelings of ejaculation were also heightened.

But there was no orgasm.  This was the biggest problem.  No matter how much I shook my penis, no matter what I did, the climax of pleasure that flashed before my eyes could not be reach.  It was tepid, and it was a pleasure to the extent that I thought I could ejaculate.  The feeling of liberation at the moment of ejaculation, even if the lower abdomen was tight, was just lukewarm.  It was the same when I ate a lot of ecstasy and had sex.  That didn't mean I couldn't ejaculate, but the key was pleasure. 

After a while, it had become a body which feels no significant difference between sex and masturbation.

"Aren't you going to work?" 

Someone opened the bathroom door without knocking and I glanced at the guy who came in.  I didn't feel bad that he come in without permission.  Because I didn't lock the bathroom door in the first place, and even if I don't, he is fine.

"...I catch a cold." 

He put his hands in the water I was soaking my body in and the man clicked his tongue.  Obviously, I filled it with hot water and soaked it in, but now it was lukewarm as much as my orgasm.  With a sigh, the man, with his wet hands, picked up the cigarette butts from the tiles outside the bathtub and threw them in the trash. 

And he asked.  "Want me to call a girl for you?"

Or a man. Even if the guy who asked that is like my shadow who always accompanies me, he doesn't understand the problems I'm having, even though he's a decent guy.  As everyone else thinks, I don't think my eyes will even flinch when it comes to stimulation because I get so many different kinds of stimulation. Perhaps that is right but no one can understand of how irritating and distressing it was.  If you have an erection for 24 hours but can't reach ejaculation, then you will understand my troubles. If you live like that for just one year, you'll understand how I've been suffering from ejaculation problems for years.  However, the moment when they were liberated, everyone except me would ejaculate very coolly and experience extreme pleasure, so in the end, I would not be able to understand the suffering of other human beings. 

"I'll call four or five and try to pierce this and that hole. I think you'll enjoy doing it then."