When I turned 18 years old, I wanted to do something special for myself. I just got paid and wanted to treat myself to something different. I thought, well I could buy a new video game, CD, or even the latest jeans that every one was wearing at the time. But, at that time, I didn't need those things or even particularly want them. I wanted something else. I wanted that thing that I was craving for since I hit puberty. The thing that I lusted after every day and night. The thing that caused me such angst and pleasure at the same time. The thing that caused me to beat my dick… Read more