fleeting thoughts

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I'm alone.
that's all I can ever think. no one wants me.
all I do is sit in my room and ponder on the fleeting, racing, yet constant thought of how lonely I am.
I decided to put an end to that.
I go out of my bed and put on clothes for the first time in weeks. I decided to go to the mall in a pitiful attempt of making something of myself.
at first, the trip was uneventful.
that is
until I walked into the Spencer's.
there it was. a dildo bespectacled and bedazzled, looking like the most effervescent cock I could ever dream of throating.
immediately I bought it.
I felt ashamed bringing it to the counter but the thoughts of getting it home outweighed anything that could possibly have deterred me.
the cashier slyly smiled at me, but I quickly paid and made my way to the bus. the ride home was titillating. I was on the edge of my seat and I felt every nanometer of the 7km bus ride home.
I got home and went back to that same spot I left 2 hours ago, with my feelings having shifted from dejected to deranged.
I opened the box, and there it was, in all of its flamboyant glory.

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