The Toothbrush

I think I'm starting to go crazy.

Me and "Jesus-of-Nazareth" and another tripmate and this Canadian girl from across the hall all went out together tonight to this random on-campus bar. It was pretty fun. I was fairly sure Miss Canada really disliked me. And her and Jesus-of-Nazareth were getting on really well. It's ironic, really - she had initially tripped my gaydar really hard and I thought she was pretty cute - but turns out she's liberal, but straight. Oh well.

Anyway - I get a good couple of beers and rum-and-cokes in me (for under $5!) and me and Miss Canada actually have a good conversation. And... I thought that Jesus-of-Nazareth would be 'the' tripmate that I would get on the best with, but that Miss Canada was 'stealing' him from me (I know... how juvenile) and I almost wanted to yell at them to hurry up and get a room already. But by the time we got back, Jesus-of-Nazareth was witty-bantering with me and pretending to fight me and I felt a really good vibe between us. Maybe eventually I'll get him between the sheets... or rather in the shower/janitor's closet, since this entire dorm is made up of one-room doubles (boooooo!).

(Which means my sweet room-mate can also barge in when I'm in the middle of writing this... ugh.)

We chill in his room for a while, and he takes a shower while we're there. I get to see him in a towel - and then in his boxers, which don't really do much to hide anything. (Seriously. Most of the male members of this trip either walk around the dorm topless or walk around in their boxers. Which let you see the shapes of everything they've got. I don't understand why they do it.) Me and Miss Canada head upstairs to the second floor, because she wants to heat up one of my instant noodle packets, but he stays in his room and says he'll come up if he feels like it.

He doesn't come up. And so my chance at seduction vanishes. And I'm so sexually frustrated that I feel like either getting in a fight and punching someone; or finding something long and hard to put inside me a.s.a.p. (I start seriously regretting leaving behind that dildo that me and the Actor had picked out and bought together. It was a Leo model from Babeland.com. I can't link directly to the page because - obviously! - it's censored.) The moans and words of my summer lovers start repeating in my mind and... yep, I must be going crazy.

My roommate is chatting in her friend's room so I dodge into our room, lock the door and promptly look up this juicy find; courtesy of Sexuality Happens. My room, at first, proves devoid of Long Hard Objects - but after a little thought I pick up my old, discarded toothbrush and use the non-brush side of that. (It worked surprisingly well. I thought it would be too thin but it wasn't. It was a Colgate, if you're curious.)

I don't know. There's just something about spanking that's able to get me wet without me having to do anything to myself. It's something I've wanted someone to try on me - and that I've wanted to try on somebody else - for a really really long time. So after reading the Amazon.com reader excerpt, the toothbrush-handle slides into me slick and easy and I came within a matter of minutes. When I pull the handle out of me it's coated thickly in a whiteness that almost looks like toothpaste. Almost.

I wash off the toothbrush, keep it for future use (!) and unlock the door. My roommate returns soon after and I make pleasant conversation with her.

This is getting to be a problem... I need to sort it out, and quickly.

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