I had been with my girlfriend for about two years.
We never had any real problems with each other and got along a lot better than what most couples did, very rarely fighting, and always laughing, hugging and kissing.
Of course this all changed when she dropped a bombshell and revealed to me she had been cheating on me with another guy.
I was pretty hurt by that.
But then she told me who it was, and it hit harder; it was my best friend, Trent.
Breaking up with Gwen, I tried to move on and terminated my friendship with Trent.
Of course, moving on and forgetting your girlfriend is never easy to do.
"Saturday and here I am sitting in the tub..."
I murmured do myself.
My hand gently stroked my erection up and down while I shut my eyes, gently stroking my shaft up to the head.
It seemed lately that I was always getting really horny, and although I knew that masturbating too much was bad, and could do a lot of harm to you, I was at that point where it was too hard to resist.
My urge to just fuck someone was overwhelming, but what was I to do? I left my slut girlfriend, and catching aids didn't sound quite appealing to my taste, either.
All I could do was beat myself.
I sighed softly; inhaling the scent of powerful, pleasing bubble bath, while I carefully moved my hand up and down, starting from head, to base.
"I need a girl so bad." I whined while shaking my head.
My friend Melissa was only interested in me as a friend. So she wasn't up for the role of girlfriend and turned it down.
I stroked faster.
A I could think about was how good it was going to feel once I shot my hot semen into the tub.
Images of Gwen and her big ass and big tits popped into my head; when she would ride me and her melons would shake uncontrollably with each time she bounced on me.
I stroked harder.
I thought about how puffy her nipples were, and how perfect they were for sucking, how I loved to pull on them with my mouth.
My dick grew a little at the thought of suckling on her nipples and listening to her moan.
I felt my dick heating up and knew then that I was about to blow jizz all over the tub.
Her face as she sucked up and down on my manhood popped into my head, and how she would use her left hand to gently rub my balls, massaging them and scratching them with her nails.
I stroked myself up and down until I finally felt my red helmet bubbling up and shooting sticky squirts all over the place.
I breathed in relief, and rubbed out a few extra drops.
Drops of cum floated around in the tub, in the water, around me while I finished the rest of my bath.
"Well," I said to myself as I looked around at the floating, milky white drops, "at least I'll be able to focus on other things for a while."
I had been wanting to head into town for a few days.
So once I had gotten out of the tub, I brushed my short, brown hair and put on a denim shirt and jeans, and a pair of plain black sneakers and I was off.
Once I was on Mainstreet, I heard my flip-phone begin to ring.
I reached my hand into my pocket, and pulled the phone up to my ear, answering.
"Ben?" I said.
"Van! T--things are getting-I-"
"What's going on? You're breaking up."
I heard static on the other end, and then I narrowed my left eye, scrutinized my nose and sighed softly.
But then I could hear him again, despite the static still being there.
"VAN! HELP ME!" He screamed into the phone.
"Where are you?" I sharply asked.
"I'm on Deej Street. Hurry, Van!"
"I'm coming!"
I quickly hung up and threw the phone into my pocket, and pumping my arms, started running as fast as I could down the town street in a desperate, panicky rush to get where Benny was.
When I arrived, I arrived just in time to see him being chased by a...Zombie? Yes; it was a zombie; there were two and both were female.
One had dark brown hair and sickly green skin with pale eyes, while the other had pitch-black hair, whitish violet skin, less injuries, and blind-colored eyes.
I froze.
Benny, my tallest friend, and a pretty tough guy who had defended me through high-school until I buffed up enough, was trapped on the ground green skinned zombie girl, who had injuries through out her whole body. But not just that...She had stripped him naked.
Her decomposing, wrinkly, decrepit hand grasped Benny's dick, and started to rub up and down while she growled; her face uncomfortably close to his.
I think Benny was ashamed that he was becoming aroused against his will, because when his monster started to raise up, he looked away; trying to grit his chattering teeth.
"Well," I kept my voice silent, "she's just jerking him off. Not trying to eat him."
But as soon as I said that, SNAP! She pulled his dick right off of his body.
I covered my mouth and turned away from the blond tough guy, and just tried my best not to yell of shout; to just stay quiet, even though by this point, I felt a few drops of liquid running down my eyes.
I listened to him scream, but realized there was nothing I could do.
I glanced back to look, and the zombie was feasting on where his dick used to be; taking in all she could get and even ripping off his left leg for a second meal.
I did what anyone would do; I ran like the wind.
But the black-haired, more attractive and healthy looking zombie, spotted me and gave chase.
I found myself trapped in an alley, typical movie shit, and I backed against the was when she slowly came towards me.
No ladder to climb up, no other exit, she was blocking the only one, I was screwed.
"So you gonna take me out, too?" I inquired, trying to put on a brave face.
She crept towards me.
She walked, and walked, and walked slowly towards me, until she was right in front of me, making it impossible to do anything.
Her eyes wandered down towards my crotch.
She touched between my legs, and instantly upon touch, I went hard.
Oh, great; I thought.
She eyed my raging boner, and gently patted it with her hand; feeling it through my pants.
"Let me go." I said, but without sounding as confident as I'd like.
