Dick

Sometimes I stare at my penis, my dick. I think various things about my anatomy. It looks different based upon my mood and other factors.

A few times it seemed foreign and when I touched it I could imagine touching someone else.

I could never have it removed even if it seems foreign to me at times. I like touching it. I like the way it looks and feels most of the time.

I want a boyfriend. I would play with his penis. I would do more than play with his dick. I need a boyfriend. I need his dick.

I go through phases of being obsessed with my penis and phases in which I don’t even think of my dick.

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