Let’s be real here. It’s been a long time since you were a “real man.” I bet you can’t remember the last time you thought of yourself this way. You’ve been my little gooner for a long time now. Admit it. There is no greater pleasure than gooning over and over again to my visage. You don’t even consider other forms of sexual expression anymore. You just want to be blank, mindless, and jerking. That’s how I like you anyways. You overcomplicate yourself when you try to think. All that matters is jerking, gooning, and sending me proper tribute. That’s all I want you to worry about because that’s all you’re meant to do.
