The Wank That Broke The Bank

"The Wank That Broke The Bank" By Marcus Cooke

All Alone,  
jealous and stoned
All female company  
elusive.
 
I flicked through the telly  
towards channel 98
But what all this then??
 
Big busty girls,  
Girl on girl
Girls on boys
Threesomes
Foursomes
 
With Fake Imaginary scenery
Some girl getting herself off  
using  machinery?
Fingering herself,  
fingering her mate
“Phone me big boy 0898…….5678”
 
I was mesmerized,  
I could not look away
I could not turn the telly off,  
no matter what you say
 
I’m ready for  
first time phone sex,
I race to the bedroom  
to grab some lube and Kleenex.
 
I fall to the floor my load fully spent
I had no idea where the time had went
I collapse in a heap
Barely breathing
I should return to bed
I have no intention of leaving
 
Four hours later  
I’m a shadow of my former self
There friction burns on my hand
Finger prints on my “cock”
A river of soggy Kleenex  
all over the floor
i cant bend over
my lower half is sore
 
The Pepsi on the table  
had lost its fizz
I awoke alone,  
naked in a puddle of my own jizz
Stuck like glue to the sofa
I wish this show wasn’t over
 
This wank was the start
 of things to cum  
(Pardon the pun)
The days got shorter
As this new fixation begun
 
Two weeks and lots of wanking later
A letter flew through the door  
It was from the Phone Company
I opened the letter,  
and my heart sank
£467.98  
The “wank” that broke the bank, indeed!