Dreams to Reality


 It's funny, as a guy I was obsessed with this stuff. Probably to an unhealthily degree.

I'd jerk myself raw night and day, dreaming about being with any one of the women in these magazines. Not that I would've had the slightest clue what to do with one if by some miracle one would let me anywhere near her but a boy could dream.

God, I was such a fucking pervert and now look at me.

 Thanks to my best friend's wish I'm still a pervert on the inside but one with the kind of body teenage boys drool over and the knowledge, confidence and new desires to go with it.

When I look at my old magazine collection now I don't think about fucking these girls. Instead I think about how I'm twice as hot as any of them and I can do for real the things they are only pretending to do. 

Time to stop imagining and start making my fantasies come true.

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  1. Time for you to get some handsome studs! You'll love it! I know I do!

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