What I Used To Do

What I used to do when I first started to, you know, jerk off, way back when.

I used to have to tie a woollen scarf around my hips and rub my cock into it, pretending to be raped by, er, I wanna say, pirates.

There you go, I have never admitted that to a soul.

I remember it really distinctly. I tried it other ways but I just didn’t seem to manage it. I don’t know why?

I had draws under my bed where I kept the scarf. I can still hear the sound of that draw sliding open, I can almost feel the disgust I had in myself when I did it.

I worked it out pretty quickly, like, I guess, most guys do. And all the self loathing just evaporated. But that first stage, which last kind of 6 months, I guess, I don’t know, was a bit weird, now that I think about it.

Funny the things that come into your mind when you are sitting home quietly on a Wednesday night.