This was originally a writing I did when I was bored and frustrated but I'm going to share it out with you guys!
It was just me, alone.
Joel went to work and I was alone, with nothing much to do. Not fully living here and not having one of those 'Swedish' diplomas its really hard to work here. I completely had nothing to do.
So when I stumbled into his room I tripped over something. I looked down to see a dirty gay magazine. "Oh Joel, you," I cackled, looking through it. It had pictures of naked meatheads in black showing out their fat beefcakes to the hungry mouth openeners on each page. Meh.
But something got me really stiff. It was a man with long hair holding his cock. I just portrayed it to be Joel and jerked off. "A-ah, fuck!" I moaned, jizzing all over Joel's magazine. "Oh yes..wait, oh no!" I heard the doorknob. Panicking, I closed the magazine and threw it under the bed. My jizz was over the carpet and I tried to hide it until...he came in.
"Hey babe," he said, looking at me with my cock in my hand. "Having fun with out me?"
"Eh.."
