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The incessant bleeping of your alarm wakes you from a pleasant dream. Sleepily swatting at your bedside table you finally silence the annoying beeps.
The incessant beeping of your alarm wakes you from a pleasant dream. Sleepily swatting at your bedside table you finally silence the annoying beeps.


Sitting up you wipe the sleep from your eyes, the covers drop from your bare torso and pool around your waist. Your morning wood tents it obscenely.
Sitting up you wipe the sleep from your eyes, the covers drop from your bare torso and pool around your waist. Your morning wood tents it obscenely.


Glancing at your clock you note that it's 8:30 in the morning. With a deep sigh you look down at your hard on contemplating jerking off.
Glancing at your clock you note that it's 8:30 in the morning. With a deep sigh, you look down at your hard on contemplating jerking off.


Do you:
Do you:
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* [[Sexy Fun Times/Ignore everything and go back to sleep|Ignore everything and go back to sleep]]
* [[Sexy Fun Times/Ignore everything and go back to sleep|Ignore everything and go back to sleep]]


Or...
Or perhaps you prefer the company of other males...


* [[Sexy Fun Times/Go find some dick|Go find some dick]]
* [[Sexy Fun Times/Go find some dick|Go find some dick]]
* [[Sexy Fun Times/Masturbate|Masturbate]]
* [[Sexy Fun Times/Invite over one of your boy toys|Invite over one of your boy toys]]
* [[Sexy Fun Times/Remember you need to go to work|Remember you need to go to work]]
* [[Sexy Fun Times/Close your eyes and go back to sleep|Close your eyes and go back to sleep]]


Or...
Or...

Revision as of 17:38, 9 June 2019

The incessant beeping of your alarm wakes you from a pleasant dream. Sleepily swatting at your bedside table you finally silence the annoying beeps.

Sitting up you wipe the sleep from your eyes, the covers drop from your bare torso and pool around your waist. Your morning wood tents it obscenely.

Glancing at your clock you note that it's 8:30 in the morning. With a deep sigh, you look down at your hard on contemplating jerking off.

Do you:

Or perhaps you prefer the company of other males...

Or...