A Summer Night

You sit on the sofa, pretty much nothing on TV. Well, nothing you haven't seen fifteen times before. You let your eyes wander around the all-too-familiar bedroom you call your own. Across the walls are posters of various bands and people you found too sexy to not see everyday. You sit atop your bed and wrap your hands in the covers. You picked them out of coarse, but now they seem bland. You sigh. There just doesn't seem to be any thing to keep your attention. So you look inward. You start to think.

It has been three weeks since school has let out. And as a senior, you graduated. Grades weren't anything special, but they were good enough to get you into college. You sigh, dreading the thought of more school in roughly a month. You need something to take your mind off of it, but nothing comes to mind.
As if a unknown was giving you an answer, you feel a stirring in your pants, which you must attend to, right? You slip your fingers under the fabric of your underwear and feel...