Warnings : Crofters fleshlight Crofters fleshlight Crofters fleshlight.

Logan sighed as he sunk down to his room, holding a beloved jar of his one true love..

Crofters.

He had been waiting all day for this sweet sweet moment of release. He set his room to exactly 25 whatever you measure temperature in and sat on his desk chair. He shuffled twice for maximum comfort and leant back, setting the jar on his desk.
He began to unbuckled his belt, setting it to the side professionally. And then he unbuttoned his trousers before unzipping them and freeing his soft member.

Logan began to play with himself an appropriate amount just to get it up and hard. I mean, we've got to be realistic. Haven't we? (That's a joke, nothing in this book is fucking realistic.)
He sighed, this was it, the anticipated moment.

He popped open the jar, his own flavoured jam as well. Logan berry. He smiled at the jelly, before starting to push his cock into it. He let out a soft moan, shuddering at the feeling. "It feels like there's a jelly straw down the tip of my penis~ How fascinating!~" He moaned out, before starting to move the jar up and down to stimulate a fucking motion.
He occasionally stopped his hand movements and thrusted up into the jar. It felt so good, just like not an ass. Logan continued fucking his jar of Crofters, occasionally letting soft moans spill out.

He was quick to get close, the new combination proving to be effective for pleasure. And he came into his jar of jam with a loud moan and gasp.
The realisation hit him as he pulled his dick out, this wasn't good, was it? But he shrugged and stirred it up so it was even and hidden within the jam.

"Logan berry Crofters, a bit of Logan in every bite-"

(Thrust Count : 300+.)