I wake up from bed to see the light pouring in through the curtains of my windows shining directly onto my face. As I attempt to get up, the smooth silk sheets with fluffy pillows seem to be calling my name but I manage to resist the temptation.

As I sit up on the edge of my bed, I turn to look at the alarm clock on my nightstand and immediately start to panic when I notice it's already 7 A.M. The thought of being late races across my mind, flashbacks of the past that brought me here appear before my eyes.

I can't let this happen again...

I grab my phone from my nightstand, quickly scrolling through it for anything interesting; a new message flashes across the screen but it's from him. I shut my eyes, pushing back the tears from seeping through.

It's a new town, a fresh start, and I plan on making the most of it...

My feet shuffle across the carpet floor with my legs dragging behind me as I rush into the bathroom, nearly tripping over the dirty laundry scattered across my room. I flip the light switch on and stand in front of the mirror, admiring my rugged features.

Other people always tell me about how jealous they are of my emerald green eyes; it seemed to usually grant me the most attention from the ladies. My lips felt especially chapped, losing the pink fullness complimented by the pearl white smile hidden underneath, perfect for luring in conquests. The short chestnut brown hair sitting on top of my head screaming bedhead at the moment was just the icing on the cake.

I'll definitely need to fix that before I leave the house...

Running my hand down my chest, I felt my defined abdominal muscles highlighted by the tanned olive skin that I prided myself upon; I received it lifeguarding over the summer in the hot blistering sun.

As my hand continued to move further down, brushing against the happy trail of pubic hair leading to my waistband, my thumb hooked the inside of it, pulling on it slowly as I looked down, admiring my large cock; surrounded by trimmed brown hair, it was worshipped by those lucky enough to get a taste.

Staring at my dick, I began to feel the morning wood set in and an erection starts bulging against the fabric of my boxers; my entire body shivers at the cold breeze in the room.

I began to palm myself through my jeans while fantasizing about some blonde slut that I fucked back at my old school: her juicy tits and tight pussy made her infamous, she'd begged for me to fuck her for as long as we'd known each other. I closed my eyes and slightly moaned, licking my lips as I-

Bzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzt! Bzzzt!

The trance is broken as I hear my phone buzzing in the other room. I rush to pick it up and realize I spent 15 minutes checking myself out in the mirror. I begin to think about whether or not I have time to take a shower and get ready or rush out the door in a last ditch effort to avoid being late.