I woke up horny as shit.
Hell, I’m horny most of the time, but it’s always worse at the end of football season. From the first day of training camp until the last game, it doesn’t bother me too much because everything moves on a pretty steady schedule... exercises... work-out... practice drills... the build up to the Sunday afternoon game. The same routine the following week.
Sure, once in awhile ther’d be a stud-fan hanging around who thought sucking the quarterback’s cock or getting fucked in the ass was the greatest thing going. So I’d get my rocks off and forget it.
But after that last game - man, I woke up horny!
Maybe that sounds funny ’cause I’d sure as hell gotten my rocks off before I’d gone to sleep!