Man-Sized Doughuts	    Man-Sized Doughuts

 by Doll

  

 

 Disclaimer: 

 Author's Notes: This is my response to the livejournal ds_flashfiction
Masturbation Challenge, which was: "Masturbation - Excitation of one's own
or another's genital organs, usually to orgasm, by manual contact or means
other than sexual intercourse." 

 Story Notes: I have neither an excuse nor an explanation for this.

 

 

 Ray Kowalski sat on the edge of his bed, rubbed his hands nervously
across his thighs, and sighed deeply. He was going to do it, he was, he
really was, and if this didn't send him straight to hell, then nothing in
his fucked-up life ever would. 

 Moonlight streamed through the half-open blinds, striping his naked body
with shadows, making his bedroom seem mysterious and surreal. Ray sighed
again and scrubbed a hand through his hair. If he was going to do it, he
should do it, and stop all this putzing around. "Shit or get off the pot,"
he thought, and pulled himself up on the bed until he was sitting with his
back against the headboard. 

 Thank God Fraser was at that conference in Toronto, because there was no
way, no way he could do this if Frase was in town, and that's it, that's
all she wrote. Yeah, it's not like Frase would have been in the next room
or anything, but still. . .it just seemed wrong, more than wrong, to do
this with Frase in the same city. 

 Ray reached over to the nightstand and slowly took the paper bag from the
drawer. This was it. If he opened the bag it meant he was going to do it,
really going to do it. Ray bit his lip, took a deep breath, and pulled out
the doughnut. 

 It had taken weeks of looking in more truck stops than Ray wanted to
think about, but he finally found a place out on 94 that sold doughnuts
big enough. They called them "Man-Sized Doughnuts" and Ray had about
choked himself to death, holding back his laughter. 

 Slowly, reverently, Ray slid the doughnut over his erect and ready cock,
pushing carefully until it was all the way down, tight against him. Ray
closed his eyes and bit back a moan; as good as this was, the best was yet
to come. 

 Idly playing with his nipples, Ray turned his head toward the door and
yelled, "Dief! Here, boy! I got a doughnut for you!" Ray shivered in
anticipation at the sound of claws scrabbling over linoleum. 

 That damn wolf was nowhere near as deaf as people thought. 

End Man-Sized Doughuts by Doll: space___monkey___@hotmail.com

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