Post-Nut Cowardice

Nothing grows there but men's tears

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I remember a man at work filling a condom and then bursting into tears. Biblical streams of guilty tears. The profuse apologies as he washed his dick in the sink. The heavy breaths. The dog-like panting.

I was no stranger to those sudden tears. They came often. My tits have been the riverbed of a gallon of foreign sorrow. Tears st…