A Taste of Dick

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But again, afterward I felt ashamed and embarrassed. This time I was mad at myself, too, because I had already said that I would never do it again. I could not understand why I had given in so easily. All I knew was that as soon as I got there this time, my dick got hard just at the thought of what had happened the previous time, and then I started to rationalize that I'd already done it once, so what did it matter if I did it one more time? The next thing I know we're going at it. It was all very confusing.

The worst thing was that the same rationalization kept working. It was like, I had already broken the seal by committing the act, so what difference did it make if I did it again? Was two times worse than one time? Not in my mind