An in-depth conversation...

[Ginny]

mcdammit!

 

[Ginny]

...between my mind and my cock, in the shower, a long time ago:

[COCK] <hardening under the ministrations of my soapy left hand, clearing its throat in a peeved tone>: Ahem! I can't believe you didn't even tell her any details about yesterday afternoon, when you FINALLY let me take over for a bit. It was fucking INTENSE, and you know you want to tell her about it. What the fuck is WRONG with you? What a fucking DORK!

[MIND] <in a haughty tone>: Calm down, you Neanderthal freak. I was actually thinking about sending her an e-mail with details about it...

[COCK] <spasming>: Oh??? <growling> Can I write it??? Can I??? PLEASE???

[MIND]: Yes, yes, I'll let you write the actual nasty details, simmer down, get a grip on yourself.

[COCK] <snickering quietly, secretly taking control of my left hand, getting a steadily stroking grip on itself as my mind rambled on>

[MIND] <paying no mind to the hand's stroking>: ...but I want to write the first part of the e-mail, to make sure there is no confusion. I would carefully explain that she didn't have to read it right now, not until she was ready. I would tell her that I don't want us to do anything together until we're both ready, that we would totally play that by ear. But I would also tell her that I don't want her to put those thoughts out of her mind completely. I would tell her that if we let our minds go there, it doesn't change anything, for better or for worse. And, if she didn't want to read it right away, she could wait until...

[COCK] <rolling its eye>: Blah blah blah, shut the fuck up, you're repeating yourself now. You've been in charge for far too long, and I'm getting fucking sick of your constant blathering, on and on, day and night. You never fucking shut up. Besides, you're too much of a fucking wimp to admit that we both just want to get her pussy sopping wet, get that delicious little clit of hers hard and tingling, so that we can get her in bed with her legs spread wide, so that I can roughly snap my head past that tight lil pussy ring as she rubs her...

[HIPS] <thrusting rhythmically under the cock's sinister influence>

[MIND] <noticing the rebelling body parts, quickly attempting to restore law and order>: Jesus, can't you give it a rest? Yes, I will admit that the thought of her becoming aroused...

[COCK] <laughing its ass off>: Oh PLEASE... Like you even fucking TALK like that... Who the fuck are you trying to impress, you fucking pansy...

[WHOLE SELF] <in the form of a disembodied voice speaking to the "audience"> I'd like to break in here and apologize for my cock's language. But hey, that's how he talks, so in the interest of authenticity...

[MIND]: Okay, okay. The thought of her clit stiffening is like the most incredible drug in the world, and I do miss making that sweet little pussy wet...

[COCK] <quietly regaining control over left hand and hips, thinking about making the left leg lift up to the side of the tub, reluctantly deciding not to push its luck> mmmmmhmmmm... that's it... go on... I'm listening...

[MIND] Okay, okay. I don't know why I want to send the e-mail. I truly don't expect it to change anything between us, I'm really learning to not expect anything right now. Maybe it's because I miss sharing every detail with her. Maybe, since I've let my mind (er, me) go there, I want HER mind to go there too.

[COCK] <twitching impatiently>: JESUS!!! Shut the fuck UP alrady!!! Now you're getting all teary eyed, you fucking wimp... Let's talk more about her clit, her tight lil pussy rign... her sweet butt... her hot wet mouth... Im almsot there... juts a lil more.. more... just... yyyy... close... yessssssss....

[MIND] <furiously putting a halt to the proceedings, just in time>: No, goddammit! I'll let you write the second part of the e-mail, but I'm still in charge!

[COCK] <snickering like a petulant teenager, rolling its eye again>: Uh huh. You keep telling yourself that...

[MIND] <icy glare, lowering it's voice to a menacing tone>: Do. NOT. Push. Your. Luck.

[COCK] <quickly backing down, tail between its legs>: Okay, okay. Sorry. But why can't we finish jacking off first? I was sooooo close!

[MIND]: I know, I know. But I want you to be sharp...

[COCK] <snickering>: As diamonds, baby...

[MIND] <chuckling in spite of itself>: Shut up. As I was saying, I want you to be sharp for your part of the e-mail.

[COCK] <whining>: Okay, whatever. You think too much. But, I was just thinking...

[MIND] <snickering>: That's a first!

[COCK]: Yeah yeah... At least I don't OVERthink like some people I know... But anyway, I was thinking... you're going to be blabbing on and on in your part of the e-mail about feelings and relationships and all sorts of boring shit, which would totally kill the yummy clit stiffening potential of my part. So why don't we split them up? You take care of all the boring, yawn-inducing preliminary yadda yadda bullshit in one e-mail, and I'll handle the juicy stuff in another.

[MIND] <eyebrows lifting in surprise>: You know, that's actually a pretty good idea...

[COCK] <muttering under its breath>: Damn right it is, you fucking pussy... <daydreaming> mmmmmmm, fucking pussy...

[MIND] <rolling its eyes, shaking its head>: Okay, let's get ready to go for our walk.

[COCK] <grinning wickedly>: Not so fast, dork. Since you didn't let me get rid of this hot load, do you REALLY think I'm going to stay quiet long enough to take a walk, with all this going through our heads? In public, no less? I'll be rock hard and drooling like a fucking firehose before you make it around the block, dumbass.

[MIND]: Shit. Okay, we'll go to work and get those 2 e-mails out.

[COCK] <snickeringly muttering again, even quieter>: In charge my ass...

[MIND]: I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that...

yes indeed....the cock rules.....

 

[twb's scrotum]

yes indeed....the cock rules.....

Cock....pshaw.

 

[tortoise]

yes indeed....the cock rules.....

Heh.



Actually, I think the ideal would be a happy medium between my wishy-washy, overly analytical, oversensitive brain and my primal, carnal, carpe-diem-at-any-cost cock. Sort of a juxtaposition of the reptilian brain with the cerebral cortex.

Or something like that.

 

[tortoise]

*gratuitous bump*

 

[Guest]

 

[tortoise]

Heh. I do love going back to read this thread from time to time. Still makes me chuckle, because it's a conflict that's ongoing.

Thank you, Effin A. Your words move me.

 

[rosco rathbone]

it's a conflict that's ongoing.

:

That's what's amusing and endearing about you.


I am on the side of the cock.

 

[tortoise]

That's what's amusing and endearing about you.


I am on the side of the cock.

The hell you say! I never would have guessed!

I'm pleased to report that cock has been making marked advances lately, forcibly conquering territory that was once the domain of my brain.

*displays campaign map with a flourish, showing the advances of the cock troops*

Once more unto the breach!

...

(mmmmm, breach)

 

[Batch]

The hell you say! I never would have guessed!

I'm pleased to report that cock has been making marked advances lately, forcibly conquering territory that was once the domain of my brain.

*displays campaign map with a flourish, showing the advances of the cock troops*

Once more unto the breach!

...

(mmmmm, breach)

Good luck with that struggle.

 

[tortoise]

Good luck with that struggle.

Thank you, my friend.

Both Mind and Cock are fans of yours, by the way. It's not all conflict and strife; there is much common ground.

 

[SilkSkinPaws]

*displays campaign map with a flourish, showing the advances of the cock troops*

Once more unto the breach!

Keep plenty of tissues handy for the friendly fire.

 

[Batch]

Thank you, my friend.

Both Mind and Cock are fans of yours, by the way. It's not all conflict and strife; there is much common ground.

that is


unexpected.

Thank you.

 

[tortoise]

Keep plenty of tissues handy for the friendly fire.

Sound advice. Cock triage.

 

[Guest]

 

[tortoise]

lol... Cock triage.


I wanna be a Triage nurse.

THAT... is a truly SPECTACULAR idea! Cock is giving it a rousing, raucous standing ovation right now.

*growl*

 

[Guest]

 

[tortoise]

Can I wear the uniform and everything? Like the old uniform - the one with the little white hat and my hair up, and the starched white shirt & short skirt. And the little candy striper apron.

*wicked grin*

!

*thunderous Cock applause*