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In fact, I wasn’t even prepared to leave the room. I grabbed for the empty Gatorade bottle and unscrewed the top. Sandra was fast asleep in the master bedroom; she had come down with a horrible case of the flu three days ago and I was staying as far away from her as possible. I relegated myself to staying in what was originally designed to be a guest bedroom, but in reality had become known as “Diz’s room.” I reached into the flap of my boxers, and felt for my cock. It felt warm in my icy hands. I snaked it out masturbation of my shorts and stuck it into the Brunette wide mouth of the bottle. Then, I let out a deep breath as my body began Big Boobs to relax. A wave of cozy relief washed over me as I felt a steady stream of piss pour out of me. A faint smell of ammonia rose up and gave me a dangerous feeling of taboo. Pissing in bottles was a bachelor’s game; a practice I hadn’t exercised in over three years since moving in with Sandra. But she had the bathroom on lockdown, and I didn’t want to disturb Solo her, so I convinced myself that the bottle bathroom was as much a courtesy for her as it was a convenience for me. The pressure in my belly gave way to a sleepy sense of relief as I finished peeing. I rubbed the tip of my penis around the bottle’s rim to clear out any stray drips of urine before tucking it back into my shorts. A slight sense of arousal made my dick rear up for a moment, but I was too tired to do anything about it now. I laid myself back onto the mattress and felt my back groan with discomfort. Our master bed was soft and oh-so comfortable, especially compared to the hard wobbly mess that was the guest bed. The legs were on wheels that rolled around the hard wood floor whenever Diz or I resettled. The once plush stuffing in the pillows were all clumped together and eroding. The first night hadn’t been too bad, but by night three it had really started to get old sleeping in this room. As I struggled to find a comfortable position, I made the decision that I would look into getting a massage tomorrow. I needed to find some relief for my back, and I deserved a treat after days of taking care of my sick girlfriend. Then another thought popped into my head as my dick once again stirred in my shorts. “What about a happy ending massage?” I hadn’t had one of those since college, and I was sure that there were places around town that offered that kind of thing. Sandra and I hadn’t had sex in the week leading up to her illness, and I was definitely starting to feel a bit frustrated. Gradually I drifted off back to sleep, comforted and excited by the relief and release tomorrow’s massage promised. The next morning I made an extra effort to make Sandra comfortable before going to work. 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