Trevor Fucks

You’re Trevor Felden, 19 year old dishwasher at the Chili’s in Downtown Cincinnati, and you want to fuck. It’s 10am on a Saturday morning and you are on your bed, phone in one hand, half-hard cock in the other. You’re holding your chubbie at the base, encouraging it, though it’s not yet at its full length. Right now, your mammoth meat is at about 8 inches. When you’re fully hard, the thing exceeds a foot.

The last time you fucked was over a week ago. You fucked the Chili’s hostess, Candice, who wore a black shirt and leggings, both showing off her juicy assets. When her shift ended, you took her to the backseat of her Honda Civic and told her she was lucky to get another session with your big juicy cock. Candice was in college, while you didn’t even graduate high school, but she still spread her legs so you could pump her full of cum on the backseat of her shitty car.

You scan through your contacts in your phone: there are so many eager sluts you could text. You are getting more pussy these days than ever before. You consider whether it’s because you started lifting weights, but you know it’s just because of your attitude. You stopped caring about what any woman feels. Now that you’re an asshole, getting pussy is easy.

You think about who to text, feeling the blood already surging into your cock. Today’s going to be fun.