I can feel the ache and pressure building inside me. This primal sexual urge of increasing horniness is filling me. The weight of my balls growing from each stroke adding to the heaviness tugging on them, and all I want is to feel this feeling even more. Seeing every vein pulsating as I watch my cock throb and drip, feeling how heavy it is. With each throb and feeling how heavy and full it has become from hours of teasing pleasure. My cock has become my goon meat, in need of attention and release, but all it receives is the denial of full pleasure. The only way to fulfill this need for more is to edge and consume even more porn, giving in to my more intrusive thoughts and desires. Every thought and urge spirals me more into the cascade lust that needy goon meat has created for myself. Unable or unwilling to release myself from this seemingly insatiable erotic hunger. At any point relinquishing myself from this intoxicating pleasure by simply allowing myself to slip over the edge. Releasing the heaviness of that weighs on my balls.