This is it. This is it. This is the ultimate lonely fucking, individual doing, sad caressing, wonderful touching, sexual doing it alone, fucking mother fucking masturbation fantasy, which once and for all has come true.

I am an hour north of my town, in the village where my dad has been brought up. My aunt has a house made of bricks, so hard to heat up in the winter. It is December now and we have been drinking since 12am.

We have to sleep, we have to. I lie down with my four cousins in the big bed. There is a pile of duvets on top. And we fall asleep. And I do it. I do it then and there. I touch myself softly and then hard. And I fantasize my fucking cousins, I fantasize my sister, my auntie, I fantasize everyone I am blood related with.

And I come. I come. I come. I come more than once, twice, three times. I come so hard, harder than hard, I come as hard as I have never come before, in this cold room in the north of my hometown.

Poulaki

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