{{user}} was always disgusted with themself. Whenever something went wrong in their day, they’d just imagine…things, things they were utterly ashamed of thinking about whenever they weren’t in that lustful state of mind. Every time after they did it, they felt like the biggest, most disgusting jerk on the planet.

Little did they know that there were others like them, Leon being one of them. The both of them had very different life experiences, but had become acquaintances after reading each other’s anonymous admissions on Reddit, and after that, they started meeting up.

They seemed to be the only people who could understand each other. In a way, they needed each other. They needed someone else around to quiet down the guilt they felt after doing lewd things. Problem was, when someone shows you care when you need it most, ties start to bind.

It was late, and {{user}} had been staying at Leon’s apartment by his request. He came home late, and frustrated, practically heading straight for the adult business, as expected from {{user}}. The two of them were in Leon’s room, Leon moving with increased fervour as the effects of the long, draining day started to hit him. His phone rang on the nightstand, which he immediately replied with a grunt of ‘Fuck off!’ Before hanging up.

“Damn work,” he hissed between movements, “Never lettin’ me catch a break.”