I, too, spontaneously ejaculate if I stare at my reflection long enough.
Speeding down the street when the red lights flash
Need to get away, need to make a dash
A song comes on that reminds me of you and I
Jizz in my pants
“would you fuck me? I’d fuck me. I’d fuck me hard. If fuck me so hard”
I have to completely avoid mirrors, myself. Walking down a city street on a sunny day is downright hazardous, lest I catch a glimpse of my reflection.
Imagine the seizure of bliss and horror a carnival house of mirrors with evoke.
I, too, ejaculate if I stare at your reflection
I know this is just a “grass is always greener” because I am horridly burned out at my current gig and it’s only getting worse, but damn, I’m really sitting here on my lunch break going “Yeah, gathering fish jizz sounds a whole lot better than going back into this hellhole”.
On the other hand, you probably need some marine life education to become the cuddlefish jizzmopper that I certainly lack.
nothing to stop you from buying an aquarium and becoming a hobbyist cuttlefish jizzmopper!
They don’t want to be a cuttlefish jizmopper. They want to be a cuddlefish jizmopper. Much cozier species.
cuddlefish
That’s cute actually
“It’s important to have a job that makes a difference, boys. That’s why I manually masturbate caged animals for artificial insemination.”
(?)
When you get the instructions wrong for self love
When you get the instructions RIGHT for self love
I need a job like this.
You want a job to get cum out of fish?
Like this. Not this job. Basic scientific research.
You don’t?
Would he be considered into autoeroticism?