The Last Time
"I'm not going to do it again. This is going to be the last time.
I'm serious. Never again. Nope."
Xander looked down at the pants draped around his ankles and his
prominent erection. "Yep. The last time. Never again. Because doing
this again would be bad."
He grabbed the small bottle of hand lotion and squirted a generous
amount into his hand. "Yeah...never again. No more doing this for the
Xander man. Nope." He shivered as he gently stroked his cock.
He fumbled around the bed with his other hand, searching for the
inspiration. After a few minutes, he found it and held it in front
of
him, his eyes darting across the image. His hand moved faster on his
cock, his erection growing harder.
"Not again. Never again. The last time," he muttered to himself
as a mantra, his hand moving furiously. "Oh God, not again. Oh god."
He
felt himself getting closer and closer. "Oh Giles!" he cried out,
spilling all over his hands and legs.
He set the yearbook down gently, sighed, and grabbed some tissues.
"The last time. Definitely the last time."
THE END