"Well, I got stuff to do. See you later." saying that, Ty leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
Dustin scratches his head, still wondering how he could sleep throughout the whole day. He wasn't tired in the morning.
"Whatever" Dustin thought, "there is still time for the internet."
Dustin gets up, picks up a bottle of Coke and a bag of chips that he had left on the night-stand the day before and walks to his computer.
As he turns it on, he takes a mouthful of chips (well, they were not that fresh any more, but they would do for the time being), - the computer is starting, - the opening window is showing up - one more mouthful of chips - he then connects to the internet, opens up a browser ("Bah, those chips should come in an air-tight sealing-bag or something" Dusting thought, gulping down some Cola to get rid of the aftertaste of old chips)
"Hmm ... what to do?" He thinks ...
"Oh well, I might as well just check for some Porn!" saying that out loud, Dustin moves to the image-search, types in "massive boobs porn sex deep throat", takes another zip of his Coke and expectantly waits for the first results. As the thumbnails of his search-results show up (all in all, well-equipped ladies caught up in the most explicit situations) Dustin grins, and opens some tabs to check out the sites.
"Uh, those look ... ah ... lovely!" Dustin mumbles, opening up his fly, taking out his dick ...
"Hmm? ... What the... ?" ...
There was no reaction. Nothing! No response! His dick was limb ... Dustin finds it difficult to comprehend the situation. This has never ever happened to him. Being a healthy boy he'd get an erection just seeing a half exposed breast somewhere, even the thought of how a woman's breast would look like if uncovered, tut, the thought of the possibility of naked boobs somewhere would make him rock-hard. As often as he got a boner throughout the day he was often getting the impression that he might even get a hard on from other people thinking about boobs. Wanking had never been an issue for him, besides the number of wanks he had to have every day. So that could not be it.
Dustin looks down at his soft penis. "That can't be!" he thinks by himself
"Lets give it another try ..." Dustin picks up the mouse, moves to another tab, opens it up - there she was: a double D Woman, a MILF if ever you saw a woman deserving that name, with an incredibly large black dildo filling her pussy and sucking on another one that she had pushed so deep into her throat that one wondered why she did not fall unconscious. Still: nothing! Not even a slight movement of his penis. Dustin moves to yet another tab, this time there were two ladies, one quite petite, being fucked by two guys, one ramming his massive cock into her ass, whilst she was gagging on the fat cock of another man right in front of her. It actually seemed like she was impaled on those two dicks, a slut being transformed into a sexual spit roast. Still nothing.
Dustin now touches his dick some more, was there even any feeling in it? He could feel his touch, his dick was still sensitive, he wasn't numb or something.
"Thank God!", Dustin exclaims ... he was afraid there. But what was wrong? ...
From that moment on Dustin spends two more hours in front of the computer, watching the most extreme porn over and over again, one girl with two guys, one girl being treated by three others with doldos, who were being pushed into each of her wholes, orgies of two girls and six guys, reversed gang-bang of 8 girls and one guy who was in restraint, gang bangs with one girl serving dozens of guys, catching all their goo with her mouth, as well as lesbian-clips of mature women with piercings on her clits and nipples. There was no use. From time to time Dustin tries to reanimate his little friend - and little he was, little and all limb, but for no avail.
Three hours of constant porn and useless dick-animation had exhausted Dustin more than three hours of constant wanking (or so he thinks). Completely worn out Dustin takes off to bed.
"What a shitty day ...!"