Distracted And Horny
A horny writer struggles to finish.
Thoughts flood my mind. Characters and scenarios fill my mind. What does my cock want tonight? Hmm, something kinky. Desperation, maybe, I love the thought of a man desperate for a piss. His bladder filling, his cock swelling, the release as a golden arch spills forth. Good, my own cock begins to swell at the thought. Where should this story take place? In the woods? No, not tonight. Sometimes I like a crowded beach, bu...