Chapter 13: Feeling lonely.
In the hot shower, Murry stroked his hand over his c**k. He pumped over the seven inches of enlarged needy flesh and the swollen begging crown. As his climax built, he brushed his other fingers over his n*****s wishing for tentacles. His mouth filled with saliva picturing the taste of Keltrix. He kept moving his fist and he closed his eyes. Watermelon, tentacles, smooth skin, all the images of his alien fed Murry's desire bringing his yearning to a fevered pitch.
Leaning against the side of the shower, he moaned. As always, right as he thought he might reach the pinnacle, nothing happened. His orgasm fizzled. His erection still stood straight out from his body, but he couldn't get to a finish. The high began to wane, and then the need faded. His bicep started
