Fan Friday

                Unfortunately Seems Typical

                She was beautiful. She was gorgeous. A golden river of hair flowing down her neck.  Her smooth curvaceous body, running along his. Her full chest against his. Her voluptuous lips moving, kissing, caressing. His fingers swam through her flawless skin, as they embraced. She descended upon him and he upon her. Her tongue lightly brushed against his ear, and she smiled sensually as she whispered, “Do it. I need it now.”

                He woke up. She was not lying next to him. She was not even here at all. She had never been. He sighed, removed the blanket covering him, and got out of bed. As he did so, he felt his manhood strain against his boxers. He adjusted himself so he’d be slightly more comfortable, and looked at the clock. It was seven o’clock in the morning. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He figured he ought to eat something before he went to work, but he wasn’t very hungry, so he headed to the washroom to brush his teeth.  Along the way there, bits and pieces of his illusionary night of passion with her floated through his mind. He groaned and rubbed his eyes. Why do I feel like this? She’s my friend, nothing more. Sure, she’s beautiful, but that’s the only reason I’m attracted to her... He reached the bathroom and after finding and preparing everything he needed, he began to brush his teeth. He looked at himself in the mirror as he mused. Maybe I do actually like her, but physically is just the most obvious one. An imaginary image of her wrapped around him floated through his mind at that moment, and he knew deep down inside that it was her body he coveted, and not her. I... I gotta get that crap outta my head... She’s a person, my friend, not some sex doll to get off on! I don’t want to use her like that... I don’t... He finished brushing his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror again. He sighed, and stood up straight, and tried to make eye contact with his twin shadow in that strange backwards world. He wondered what it would be like inside her. His member rubbed against the cotton of his boxers. He pulled them down, and started to pleasure himself shamefully. First he thought about entering her, and making her scream in ecstasy. I am a freaking piece of crap, he thought as he finished. What’s wrong with me...?

-Josh-