Try and write, but get back on the game

You sit in front of your laptop, hand on your mouse and other hand around your cock as you’ve forgon most clothes after you’ve moved into your apartment. Combined with the fact that you work from home and don’t get out much, you’ve probably spent more time naked than clothed lately, even if you’re not counting all the VR time. By your own philosophy, clothes are nothing but pleasing to other people’s eyes, so who cares what you wear in your own home. Yet, despite casual nudity being the norm for you for so often, your hand always manages to creep its way onto your dick.

Regardless, you’ve been sitting there, moving back and forth aimlessly in your office chair as you stare blankly at your google doc, unsure of what to write next.

While what the lady in your raid party said wasn’t false, you DO write porn, but it’s more than that. You take your writing seriously, NSFW or not. The whole reason you went to college was to get better at writing in the first place, so you will not settle for anything less than perfection.

Unfortunately, you’ve found your very naked lifestyle to be somewhat distracting to your writing process, especially for your NSFW work. Every time you begin to write something hot or sexy, your hand immediately starts jerking your cock off. Something about what you write always gets you horny and hard. Maybe it’s just how vivid your imagination is, but when you’re writing a sexy scene, it’s not that far off from watching a porno, except you decide what happens. Now this wouldn’t be a problem if you didn’t have to meet deadlines for your work, but your boss expects several articles to be done by the end of the month, and it’s hard to get your head in that space when you’re still hung up on your own personal erotica projects.

“UUGH! I can’t focus for shit!” You say to yourself out loud. You roll away from your desk with your hands on your head. You look down, and are greeted with the sight of your semi-hard cock laying against your chair, with a bead of precum on the tip. You scold yoursef. “That’s what I get for letting my hands wander.”

Evidently, you are too worked up to do anything, but just jerking off and cumming right now wouldn’t be satisfying to you. You’d just be riled up again in minutes. Maybe all the casual nudity and masturbation you’ve had in your apartment has desensitized you, or maybe you’ve just always been like this, but either way, you need more of a risk. There needs to be more danger, more exposure.

Your eyes immediately dart over to your VR gear, and stay there. The thought alone has your cock twitch. You decide that you can just hop on the game for a few minutes, get your rocks off, and hop back out with a clear post-nut mind to do your work.

You stand up from your chair and walk over to your VR gear and your bed. As you walk you can feel your sensitive cock, now at full mast, subtly swing side to side. That hypersensitivity, feeling the tiniest touches and frictions of your body, that’s the tell-tale sign you’re craving exposure. You love the feeling of being free, especially with your bigger than average 7 inch cock.

You do the usual routine you always do to get ready to game. You place all the sensors on your body, carefully place them on your cock and balls, place the head set on your head, and lie down in bed.

With little hesitation, you flick the machine on, and within moments, you are inside the game.