Toad, ugly teenager, compulsive masturbator and unlikely hero
From Create Your Own Story
A year and a half ago you started browsing the internet for porn. A year and a half ago your homes budget on tissues was multiplied by seven. You masturbate before breakfast, you masturbate during the shower, you masturbate on your way to school, you masturbate during class, you masturbate between class, you masturbate at lunchtime, twice, you masturbate when you get home, you masturbate while doing your homework, you masturbate before dinner, you masturbate after dinner, once you managed to masturbate during dinner and of course you masturbate after going to bed. You masturbate all the time and you can't do a thing about it.
Your name is Philip Stobbs but everybody calls you Toad. It started as a child nickname given to you by your father but the day your sisters used it at school everyone adopted it. Even the teachers use it from time to time. It's not that you don't like, actually you do love it, in a perverse way, it's more a question of how certain persons use it.
Saturday night, full moon, clear sky, nice temperature. It's nearly one o'clock and the blue light from your computer screen is the only visible sign of life coming from your house. Earlier their was this big explosion downtown but their was nothing on the news and the call of slutyteens.com was stronger than your interest in the outside world. The nubile girl on the screen is reaching her fake orgasm when for the seventh time this evening you throw a tissue in the paper bin.
You leave your room to get a glass of water in the kitchen. As you pass your twin sisters' room you hear a strange yet familiar noise: the heavy panting previous to orgasm. You smile, they are reaching the same age you were when you started you masturbation marathon.
Do you have a peak inside?
Or do you go to the kitchen?