The narrator tells us that he's been having sex with a guy named "seo" . He's not sure if it's a dream or a real thing, but he can't help but feel a little guilty about it. He wakes up the next morning and finds that he hasn't heard from his "bastard" in a long time. He sighs that "his domineering presence" was too much for him, and he decides that it would be better if "he shigh" , so that he doesn't have to worry about him anymore. The narrator goes on and on about how much he wants to "stop his face" from "twitching" because of "him," and how he'd be better off if he "shighs" instead of "just showed up" in his mind. He thinks that if he just showed up on the screen, there's nothing he can do to stop "him" from doing what he wants. He wonders if he'll be able to "fap" to "real gay stuff" if he keeps trying. He asks if he can "shake w sa" by nothing, and if he won't be able "to defeat seo" in the end. He says that he still has time to "shake stream" : "shake your tongue" ; "don't blush come on," he says ; and "put it in it, bet pant, not my fingers , but the real -- seo's -- dick smack ! . ." The narrator thinks that "suck" is "so hot inside you," and that "your tongue is burning -- even though pinch -- want me to." He wants to make sure that "you're going fast -- kyou -- ! you're touching you here too -- how ever much I suck ! it won'T stop flowing ." He'd like to "take care of mine --