The Robber

Mathew

What the fuck is happening to me?!
I left the bathroom as soon as I knew nobody was around it. People got a show as I get back home but I didn't care.

"I'm home!" I scream much louder than I should.

"Damn dude calm down with the yelling" Sam walks into the living room "Oh my god dude go take care of that! Shit dude!"
   
    "Why do you think I'm headed for my room dumbass? I need to cool off."

    "No you need to fucking nut! I'm kinda jealous I mean come on not many people can get that hard dude" Sam almost has stars in his eyes at the point and I'm throbbing. I need a freaking shower. "I mean dude your nut would feel soooo gooood!"

    "No" I walk to my room and turn on the shower. Ice cold just what i need. I strip off my shirt and shoes. I undo the zipper on my jeans and gasp. I drop my pants and underwear to the floor.
    He's right. Ughhhhh it would feel so good if I just... I reach my hand down to my dick... No. Snap out of it!
    I hop into the ice cold shower. I wince as the cold water hits my burning skin. I hiss when it gets lower. After 30 minutes my dick is still in the exact same position it was earlier. I shut off the shower and scream.

    "WHY WONT IT JUST GO AWAY?!"

    "I TOLD YOU THAT YOU NEED TO NUT!"

    "EVEN IF I WANTED TO I CAN'T!"

    "WHY THE HELL NOT?!" Sam seems pissed at this point "IF YOU DON'T DO IT, I WILL BECAUSE IM SO DONE HEARING YOU GROAN, MOAN, AND COMPLAIN! WHY ARE YOU EVEN HARD RIGHT NOW IN THE FIRST PLACE?! YOU JUST CAME HOME FROM CLASS!"
    I bust down the door wearing only a towel. Sam knows I'm hard but I think how big I am surprises him. I don't know whether to feel flattered or insulted by the look on his face.

    "HE IS IN THE GODDAMN CLASS!" I scream.

    "Dude you look like you're in so much pain. Why not just get with him?"

    "I did! Well sorta. We kinda kissed and touched a little in the bathroom. I only took off his shirt and unbuttoned mine. Things were getting good but then his stupid friend knocked on the door cause she was worried about him. We may have locked eyes earlier and his friend saw me chase him out of the auditorium."

    "Shit. What a bitch." Toby says as he puts his stuff down. He must have just gotten back from work. "You're gonna cause yourself some medical problems if you don't release yourself Mathew. I'm dead serious. WHy can't you just let it out?"
    I know its not their fault that they don't know why but that doesn't make me hate them any less for asking over and over. They were never the "pretty boy" so they never had to go through what I did with our father. I honestly hate them for looking average as kids all the way through teens. I was beautiful. I know that sounds dumb but I was honestly. I mean I'm attractive now but it took me a long time to grow out of my "pretty little thing" stage. Mix that stage, me, alcohol, and my father together and we have my entire fucked up childhood.
    "It's nothing... I'm just... I'm going to bed.