Jason had just finished his morning activities when the "FedEx" truck pulled up. The truck was way early today as it was only 8:30 and it usually came at about one in the afternoon. Well, that was probably a bad sign, and it was confirmed when the "FedEx" driver stomped up the driveway. You could tell he was not happy from the tone of his voice as he muttered fuck, fuck, fuck.
Jason knew better than to ask but he did anyway. Mind your own fucking business said the driver, turning around and stomping back to his truck and then roaring off into the morning sun. Poor bastard thought Jason, not knowing that his day was going to follow the driver's lead.
Jasons first problem now was to get himself cleaned up. Jason had just completed his usual first thing of the day which was jerking off. The problem was that the early arrival of "FedEx" caught him while he was coming and because of the sudden interruption he had gotten cum all over his pants. There was a lesson here and that was to be a better boy scout and keep the Kleenex box closer in the future. Jason muttered fuck, fuck, fuck,
Now Jason did not remember ordering whatever "it" was, but he got lots of stuff this way. His electronic repair business was in his garage. Jason was now behind schedule, so he put the box aside and promptly forgot about it.
Later in the week, Friday to be exact, and while cleaning up for the weekend there it was, whatever "it" was. Jason sat down and looked at the return address and did not recognize it at all.
Jason began to open the box and noticed that
whatever "it" was, it had been made in China which pissed him off because it usually meant that whatever "it" was, the instructions that came with "it" would be garbled at the very least.
Jasons worst fears were quickly confirmed when he found that the instructions were not just garbled but entirely in Chinese and he remembered the "FedEx" driver. Fuck, fuck, fuck Jason muttered.
Anyway, Jason got it unpacked, and it was some kind of electronic device that he did not recognize just off hand. The device whatever "it" was seemed simple. There was a battery, the required on/off switch, a few rocker switches and some rotary style adjustment. There was also a set of test leads, 3 of them in fact, and some attachments for the test leads. The lead colors were red, black and white It seemed straight forward but he still no idea what it was. Well, it was Friday, so he set it aside and got ready for the weekend and his girlfriend by jerking off again for the third time that day. Jason was in his twenties and had lots of energy for jerking in the office and then fucking his girlfriend. Isn't youth wonderful.
Jason had noticed lately that his right arm seemed to be getting more, well muscular
Jason was just plain put out and walked off leaving "it" right there.
On Sunday afternoon, after jerking off a total of 6 times and screwing his girlfriend 6 times (Please understand that I am just relating these supposed facts as accurate, although I think they are suspect.)
Finally, Jason began to examine "it".
Jason had a friend several years ago who was in a similar situation and had electrocuted himself. But of course, that device had to be plugged into the wall, so it was a hazard to be considered but this device was battery powered.
(The question was how did his friend do this? The exact details of that tragic event were not clear as to what exactly had happened.)