My reality hit home. There wasn't any sexy girl, there wasn't any sexy man.
There wasn't anything at all.
It was just me sitting here, without any lube or special sauces to rub on myself to make me feel good or give pain or pleasure.
It was just me.
Even searching all the old pictures I had taken, the sneaky tit shot or the tight but that I had taken while the moment was there and nobody was watching.
All the little things that added to a nice collection of what I really wanted.
And then the sour looks had gotten as I had been caught out a few times, a couple of quick frames of disdain we're worth it.
Little collections put together to make a fully grown shoot.
And yet I sit here alone, nobody around to answer my needs. Just memories on a screen.
Can't get it up any more, just playing the fool.
Always and forever now a limp member swinging in the wind.
A world that was and will be no more,
They were right you know,
If you don't use it, you lose it,
I lost it,
So here I sit cold member in hand and nowhere to go.
Not exactly what I had thought would happen.