120 - The Bed, the Rain, and the Red Button

Sunday afternoon. Rain pattering on the roof. I lay in bed, in just my underwear, with nothing to do but feel.And I felt.The desire rose slowly, in the way only a rainy Sunday can. I stayed there, staring at the ceiling, letting it grow. Until I couldn't ignore it anymore.I picked up the camera. I propped it up on the nightstand. I adjusted the angle. I pressed the button.The channel opened. Few people at first. The silence of the house. The rain outside. Me inside, alone, but no longer invisible.The more people came in, the more I let go. My underwear slipped down on its own. My hand found its way. And each gaze that watched me seemed to weigh more, push harder, make everything better.There was no rush. There was truth. Every movement, every breath, every second live for anyone who wanted to see.

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