I’ve returned and I’m harder than ever. My confidence has grown and I’ve become more and more comfortable sharing myself with others. My libido, higher than ever. I was going to go to sleep but I lied face down in my underwear. My cock hardened and swelled, I took a deep breath and balled up my blanket to shove near my crotch. My cock pulled out from the slit of my briefs. In bed, I’m grinding my thick veiny cock on my balled up blanket. The friction from pressing my cock into it is sending shivers down my spine. I don’t want this, I need this. Oh how I’ve craved this. Who am I kidding, I thought about this the entire day. Every time I’m close I pull away and watch all the precum ooze from my tip. My brain fried from overindulging this addiction. The entire day, my body was feeling like something was missing. It was the pleasure my cock craves, the one that melts my brain and makes all of us within this subreddit alike. It’s time to use my cock for its intended purpose, rubbing it so that euphoric sensation fills my veins so much so that it causes my toes to curl. God, my cock is swollen pink and veiny. My grip is tightening from stroking all the way from the base to the very edges of the swollen head. You know where to find me <3. Join me in this journey of denial, where you aren’t alone.