Elliott Henry
Jan 8, 2021

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It’s early and I can hear raindrops beating on my windowpane. Parting the curtain, I decide to stay in bed, a storm is raging and I have nowhere I need to go. My phone pings, a text from my lover asking what I am doing. I tell her I’m lying in bed warm under the covers. Then I get this…

Reading that my penis begins to swell, and as I picture her wishing she was with me I feel that familiar throb. This is my reply…

I send her a photo.

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Elliott Henry

writer, photographer, sex blogger at Life of Elliott