Then he went through every drawer, looked in every cabinet for a bottle with a bigger neck, but there was nothing he could use. There were all kinds of cream and lotions he could smear onto his body, but he'd done that before in his high school days, and now he wanted something more sophisticated.
I've got to blow myself. It's the only way. He lay down on the bed and rested from his previous exertion in the bathroom. Rubbing his balls gently and fingering his shaft, he soon had another glorious hard-on, and this time he could almost feel his balls turning blue.
Wait a minute. I've been going at this the wrong way. Bending over to reach it would never work, but there is another way. He jumped off the bed in blatant glee, positive now that he could accomplish his perverse task.
He sat on
