A little much partying last night and the lines of reality and a dream became blurred. I awoke certain that this snuff phone sex scene was 100% real, and I needed to get the scene cleaned up. Jumping out of bed and expecting a bloody mess I got really confused. Grabbing a beer from the cooler I sat and had a joint and beer outside when I saw it.
There it was in plain view, the body of a naked male in a sheet off to the side of the house. It seems he had expired during the party and some sick fuck took his clothes. Well I looked down at it and thought what a nice specimen. Too nice a specimen to let go to waste and he’s even nice and stiff from rigor mortis setting in. I just can never resist mounting and fucking a cold stiff, and that is reality.