I was beating my meat furiously. I was almost at the finish line when that annoying cunt Satsuki suddenly opened the apartment door.
“Hernan! What the hell are you doing!?” he screamed at me.
When I enter the apartment, the living room is dead to the left, with a sofa chair against the wall. There’s a TV aligned with the wall the door is on. I was sitting on the sofa opposite to it, my feet on the coffee table, porn mag in the left hand, gun in my right, ready to paint the ceiling. But that girly shriek that Satsuki let out, instantly killed the boner.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m having some me time here,” I told him, annoyed.
First Adian, and Chris, and now this guy interrupting my plumbing.
“You’re an absolutely despicable animal, Hernan. Go do that in your room!”
And then he mumbled: “Always the same with this guy…”
“Can’t even jack off in my own four walls,” I grumbled to myself.
I clenched my teeth, stood up, picked up the shorts and boxers on the floor, and walked into my room.