#Chapter73
The competition
Scott's POV
I sighed and wiped off the cum with a tissue. This was turning into a huge problem. I couldn't stay a day without masturbating. I got up from the toilet seat. The mirror before me showed me my stupid self. My ginger hair was disheveled and my dick was getting softer. It swung as I advanced to the mirror. Resting my hand on the sink, I let out a curse.
/"God please, help me./" I closed my eyes and exhaled.
I turned the knob and water poured from the tap. A cold feeling ran up my hands as I washed them. Drying them with a black towel, I walked out of the bathroom room. The sun bore through my window, illuminating the bedroom.