Stroke 11

 2:40am

I Woke up to take a piss after which, I got on my iPad to listen to some music.  There's a song in my head I used to play called Spanish Vocoder by Meat Beat Manifesto.

Ear worms are the worst in the middle of the night after getting up to use the bathroom.  It is a sure sign that you will not be getting any sleep until your quest is satisfied.  And still; good luck even after.

I put on my earphones as not to wake the hubby. I played it at a low volume and closed my eyes.

"How does one come up with the name Meat Beat Manifesto?”

Don’t ask why I think of trivial shit like this so early in the morning.

“Google it!”

Meat beat.

“No. I don’t want a tool to tenderize my food!”

“Let’s go a little deeper.”

I went down the list under Meat Beat.  Mind you, I’m no longer searching the name of the group.  My distracted mind has now seen a Reddit post under the Meat Beat search and there begins my portal of endless dick pics and jack off videos.

The last few years, I’ve mainly gotten high off my own supply.  I find watching myself way more entertaining.  

This morning the exception was made.

I opened up the page; and topic after topic was one hairy penis getting stroked after another.  There was one White guy with a beard that caught my attention.  He had some burgundy briefs on and a black T shirt, lying back on a love seat with his legs spread open. This is just what I needed to get my juices stirring. 

I turned off my iPad and headed for the office bathroom. I stripped down to just my tighty whities and began to stroke myself inside my briefs.

I didn’t stroke to cum; Just enough for satisfaction. 

Time began to make my eyes heavy.  I didn’t need that extra endorphin release after all.  The distraction was a good one however.  I'm actually sleeping while I write this.