I got home a bit ago, low work volume so we got sent home earlier. My minds been warped, my cock controls my brain now. It’s so easy to maintain the facade of the quiet shy guy at work who gets along with everyone. When I’m home and on here that mask is taken off. Lately, I’ve been refraining from touching but it’s so fucking difficult. My cock freshly shaven and smooth so that the veins from it throbbing are visible. I haven’t directly touched myself but I’ve been returning to old methods. Using my bed for my pleasure. Laying face down with my thick stiff cock. The tiny amount of friction I get from pressing my whole body down on my cock makes it leak so much. I’ve been doing it so often that the little blots of precum have stained my sheets. My thoughts keep racing as I become more and more deprived, I can’t keep this up much longer. I feel like giving into my leaky cock. Fantasies of someone gently rubbing my thick cock while they kiss me keep replaying in my head. The exhibitionist in me wants to share but the anxious introvert in me is too shy. I have to be a functioning adult and knock out my errands but instead I’m here horny, half-naked, leaking, and I can’t get enough. Each time I flex my cock while it’s pressed into my bed I can’t help but moan into my pillow. I need to be be free and rub this thick veiny cock. Will I ever get permission to give in? Or will I be ordered around? I’ll be around :), Happy Edging Cuties <3