Mark, well-meaning but clumsy 24 year old.
From Create Your Own Story
You sit up and let the silky covers fall. Your port belly sticks out beyond your hairy chest. "Jesus, I'm fatter this morning than I was last night." you think. You feel alright, a little dried out, a little overweight, but generally you feel okay. Your 10 inch morning wood however is in great working order as you sigh and plop back down on your pillow waiting for your hard-on to bow down.
You roll to the left and pull at the curtains to let in the sunlight, but you pull a little too hard and the right curtain rips right off the wall. A plume of dust rises up. "God Damn cheep shit" you yell. "I'm never buying Ikea fuck all again." The sun is blinding and you suddenly can't stop sneezing.
The room is scant. You are laying on the bed. There is a dresser with a small mirror on top and a stack of super filthy magazines. The room has oak flooring, and the sunlight makes the room lovely, filling it with an amber light. Outside the window is a view of Midtown Manhattan across the East River.
You finally stop sneezing. You turn and peer out the window, your pecker softened a bit. It's 7am on a Saturday morning. It feels like forever since you've had a day off. Whenever you're at work, you think about having more time to yourself. Well, now you have it. Your bank account is teaming with money. Your cock is game for something serious. The only thing holding you back is your imagination.
You:
- put on some shorts and head to the gym - fat ass
- call up your MTG friends to see if they're available - nerd
- flip through your magazines - perv
| Status | ||
| Exposure | Alone and Naked | Clothing & Items:
Nada |
| Mental State |
Ready for a weird ass day. | |
| Gender | Male | |
