I’ll be seeing a lot more of you, you can count on that.

That night all that went through my mind was “I’ll be seeing a lot more of you, you can count on that.”, I mean what does that even mean. My mind was reeling trying to decode what Sebby wanted with me, well that was pretty clear he wanted his way with me. But why me, and why with blackmail? Does he really think that he can win me over with a stupid naked picture? The more I thought about it the more my answer was yes feeling defeated I stripped my clothes and got into bed. My house was once again empty, I don’t like being in an empty house, it’s just depressing the way it feels, sounds, and smells. I almost wanted Sebby to be here, why would I want to see that big loser anyway after he forced his tongue down my throat. I was mad that I was craving his tongue again in my mouth and the fact that it felt so good. I lay there naked thinking of Sebby and his wild wet tongue. I slid my hand down onto my penis and began rubbing slowly to the thought of him. Before I knew it I was making high pitch moans and saying his name as my entire body quivered and shook precome was dripping from my penis as I rubbed it making it even more enjoyable. I imagined his tongue sliding along my penis I imagined his tongue down my throat and his penis inside of me. I couldn’t take it any longer my penis exploded with 4 nice sized squirts of my hot liquid. I only lasted about five minutes but I felt so relieved but I wanted Sebby even more than I thought. My last thought was Sebby as I drifted to sleep.

As I opened my eyes on a Saturday morning with the sun shining into my room from the window above my bed I couldn’t believe how bright it was. I felt like a vampire my eyes were not used to so much stimulation I rubbed them hard with my knuckles and sat up. I looked down and noticed my penis was hard and dripping, I looked at it for a bit and wiped off my precum. I must have had a nice dream I thought to myself as I stretched my arms over my head.

“Mmmm”.

Sebby. Once again his name stabbed my brain I closed my eyes again and almost wanted to go to bed and forget about him a little longer. Than again judging by my penis i’d say he’s been in my dreams also. I got out of my warm bed anyway and slipped on a pair of sweats and went to my oversized kitchen it was far big enough for just me and my father.