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I've been edging my thick cock for two weeks now. I go to bed every night with sore blue balls and I wake up the next day and do it all again. My hand has memorized every ridge and every vein of my juicy dick. My hips push up into my hand by default now. And I moan like a whore, with pride.
But no orgasms. And absolutely no cumming.
I just edge and leak until I'm fuzzy brained and glazed with precum. Fucking my fist feels so SO good.
Only problem is.... It's been so long, right. I'm starting to get weak and desperate. I'm starting to listen to all the cum sloshing around in my balls.... Wanting to drain them. Feeling that familiar need to empty them everywhere and give up on edging for a while... To cum.
Like... maybe it would be nice?
At the last minute I always remember: good boys don't cum.
Still.... sometimes I'm nearly forgetting. Nearly letting go and letting my fat, beautiful, slippery cock cover me from head to toe with thick ropes of cum.
I wonder how much longer I'll be able to do this for.... Before my balls just overflow because they're too full to take any more edging.
What do you think? ðŸ«
That's the prompt! Today I'm looking to chat about anything and everything edging and desperation.
If you look through my other posts, you'll see I'm slightly addicted to the topic, so feel free to get creative with it. 😅
Can't wait to read your messages. ðŸ«
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