Masturbating with the Starseed
by Bruce P. Grether I’m masturbating in the predawn quiet downstairs in the house. The air outside the house is muggy and full of mosquitoes, however, indoors I’m comfortable, shirt-cocking and using coconut oil for lubrication. Caressing my erection, I walk about, I stand, I do slow knee-bends. My penis feels hard as a branch, yet it’s also the silkiest smoothest thing in existence; it’s thick and warm and intensely alive and it seems to fill the entire Universe! Part of me