I’m just a wanker!

Waking up from a provocative dream,
My cock rock hard as I toss in my sheets,
Imagination racing, painting vivid pictures,
Placing my fist firmly around my stiffness.

Slowly stroking with rhythm, oh so methodically,
I try to win visions of you on top of me.
Our juices fusing as you slide up and down,
I can almost feel you, smell you and hear your sounds.

My pre cum flowing as my body takes control,
My climax feeling like ecstasy flows through my soul.
My load explodes, a hot mess remains,
Tranquility and peace flood my brain.

My cock throbs and pulsates with the beat of my heart,
My breath less distressed as I succumb to the calm,
I sink into my sheets, feeling as deep as an anchor,
Can you tell I take pleasure in being a wanker?