But I don't have time to jerk off, so I do the next best thing. I yank my cock off, slam it into the top drawer of my dresser, and lock it. One thing I've learned over the last year is that my kotilo is very, very smart, and I'm not taking any chances of it getting loose. I wag a finger at the dresser. “Behave.” A wet thump sounds from within, as if it's telling me to fuck off.
