Becoming

I moan as I tug one out. "Damn!" I pant, "that was fucking great!" Grabbing a tissue, I start cleaning up, and then roll my eyes at the video still playing in my browser. In it a trans woman is getting spitroasted by two men, her tiny chastity cage bouncing as they pound her. She lets out a loud moan.

"Jesus," I mutter, "I can't believe I just jerked off to this." I click on the browser window to close it. "Yeah, not doing that again. Nothing but normal shit from here on out!"

I sigh. I know I'll be back again. No matter how many times I swear that I'm done, I always seem to come back to this kind of thing. I can feel my face heating up with the knowledge that I'm lying to myself when I claim I'm done. Even now, through the shame and the self-loathing of post nut clarity, I'm already starting to get hard again. I groan. "Why do I have to have such a short refractory period?" I ponder aloud. "I'm sure if I was with more chicks it'd be a good thing, but fuck it's annoying to be so damn horny all the time!"

The fact that I'm 22, and I've only had sex twice is something that frustrates me to no end. I'm pretty sure that both of those experiences were pity fucks. Well, pity blowjobs anyway. I grimace at the thought. What I wouldn't do to have sex... what I wouldn't do would probably fit into a single word - "nothing."

I stare at my computer screen for a moment, and then pull up the video I had just been watching. "Fuck!" I exclaim as I begin stroking myself again. "What is wrong with me?!"

A popup ad covers the video. "Your computer is infected with a virus! Click here to remove it!" Without skipping a stroke, I reach out with my left hand to use my mouse to click the X that will close the window. I'm not left handed though and I miss the first time, accidentally clicking on the window instead of the X. I grumble momentarily as I move the mouse cursor slightly and click again. The window closes, revealing the video of the threesome again.