Glub, glub, glub

When I moved out of my last house I left a splatter stain on the garage floor from jerking my hard cock and coming there. Who would know that that’s the kind of stain it was? A garage floor is subject to all sorts of potential stains, and I was proud of the ambiguity of my come splatter. I had marked my territory in the best possible way. My stiffened cock spurting for joy.