totally horny out of my mind and touching myself through my jeans. Needing to climax but not wanting this glorious feeling of need and desire to stop. My cock is twitch at the mere brush of my hand against it, and I'm pretty sure my underwear has a damp spot where the precum is accumulating. I'm not doing anything to discourage it. I know that I will eventually fall slave to my cock's needs, my mind's desires, and my hand will find it's way inside of my pants, past my wet bikinis and to my sweaty penis. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to stroke myself slowly so I can enjoy the feel of my calloused palm against the soft skin of my shaft for just a little while longer. It won't be long before the slight pressure of the inside curve of my finger against the underside of my cock head becomes too much and I go from stroking to persistent pressure on my helmet. And with a very tight squeeze...I'll release.

Not now though. Please not now. I want this feeling to last because it's delicious.



But then again, so's my cum.


So please...don't anyone say anything sexy.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.