3:27am.
It was 3:27am and I hadn’t slept a wink. I’d lain there, in vain, for so long that my face and pillow had merged into an amorphous blob, but the sweet release into nothing wouldn’t come.
Was it stress? Unlikely; what did I have to be stressed about? My tuition was taken care of by a generous scholarship, and coursework came easily to me. Could it be boredom? Maybe. I’d been scrolling on reddit so long that my thumb was cramping. I know you shouldn’t lay in bed on your phone, but I couldn’t help it. Scrolling or not scrolling, the result would be the same.
Frustrated beyond belief, I gave up. Throwing my phone to the other end of my dorm bed, I pawed at my laptop and resolved to find something less menial to distract me while I waited for dawn. A dozen icons resolved themselves as my desktop came up. Not in the mood to play anything, I was loathe to even consider looking at coursework, and wasn’t overly tempted by the thought of listening to music.
The only option left to me, as you might suspect was always going to be the case, was to jerk off.