JUST BEAT IT
Today’s contributor meets a real jerk off
It used to be that if I met a guy at a party and we hit it off, I would bring him back to my dorm room to hook up. That was until the weekend I brought home a visitor from another college, who had some strange habits.
It started when our make out session was interrupted by my roommate demanding I let her inside. So, I abruptly kicked him out. But later that night, I received a series of text messages: “I really like u girl. Do u think u could like me too?” It struck me as odd, but I let it slide because I figured he was really drunk. And boy, was I right.
Later that night, he came to my dorm room again. He exclaimed things like, “I just wanna do things for you, baby, I just wanna do things for you.” At one point, we were kissing in my bed, and he had somehow stripped down to his boxers. Then out of nowhere, he jumped out of my bed, pulled his boxers down and sat down on my chair. Before I knew it, he was jerking off into my nearby garbage can!
I had no idea why he was doing this, but it was exactly the opposite of what I had wanted to happen that night. I screamed at him, “What are you doing?!” and he ran into the bathroom to finish up. I kicked him out first thing in the morning, and thankfully, I never heard from him again.
