A Little Masterbation

"Oh noo!" I abruptly wake up from the nightmare I was having. I've been having nightmares quite a bit recenttly and all about the same thing, castration. This time around I got chased into a corner by a Doberman Pinscher who proceeded to bite my testicles off. It felt so real. I could feel it's teeth bite into my scrotum and tear into my testes then ripping them off. I know it was just a dream but I still put my hands between my legs to make sure my delicates are still there. It's been warm so I've been sleeping in the nude recently. "Ah they're still there." I'm so releaved, and yes I know it was only a nightmare. I grab my phone from the nightstand by my bed. It's only a quarter after three in the morning.

I head into the bathroom attached to my bedroom to pee and to splash cold water on my face then go to my desk to get some weed and my pipe out of the top drawer. Sitting down in a chair in the corner of the room with a little end table next to it I load my bowl and smoke some weed. I don't know why I keep having these nightmares about being castrated but it's been going on off and on for the last two weeks now. This time it was a dog biting them off. Three nights ago it was a female space pirate cutting them off after I resisted her sexual advances. She took a knife and sliced them off than laughed as I bled to ****.

Looking down I can see with the dim blue moonlight coming in through my window that my cock is semi hard. I've always had what some would call a dirty talent. Without touching it or moving my hips I can wag my penis. Yep I'm a wiener wagger and this morning while smoking my bowl I wag my pecker as the marijuana smoke wafts out the window I have open. Between taking hits from my bowl I play with my balls rolling them around with my fingers. As I continue to lovingly fondle my nuts my cock wags faster as it simultaneously stiffins.

As I put my bowl down on the table I grab the lotion on the table and I lube up my hands. Time to masterbate. At first I run a finger around the glans of my penis and using the thumb of my opposite hand I press on my frenulum. My left leg drapes over the chair's arm rest as my hand slowly strokes my cock. I close my eyes and try to imagine what's going on inside my testicles as I masterbate. I can envision the sperm moving from my testicles to my epididymis as I pick up the pace of my strokes. "Ahh ohh ohh haaahh yaah aahh."

Again I quicken the pace as my minds eye sees my sperm swimming around in my epididymis more frantically. "Ohhmm ooohhm ooohh wooo woooh." Oh my God! It's moving into my vas deferens now! My cum is getting ready to shoot." Ohh yoo weee oohh ahh ahh ohh I can feel it. Ohh I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!"

I put one hand over my mouth to muffle the sounds of my moaning as I open my eyes as my other hand continues to jerk my cock. Suddenly my penis spasms and some precum shoots out before the main eruption. I quickly grab a tissue and shoot pretty much all of my goo into it.

After I wipe off my hands ,thighs and penis with some tissues and throw them into the waste paper basket. I sit and gather my breath. I can see through the window that one of the twin suns is starting to rise. I don't have much time. I finish smoking the weed in my bowl then head into my shower. It's almost time to start Mom's breakfast before she goes to work.