“You can pick up the pace a little, stroke faster, not too fast, I don’t want you to cum daddy, you need to worship me, goon for me daddy, take a deep inhale and pump those balls full of goon juice for me…all for me”
Your eyes lock in and suddenly your thoughts follow it. You are a robot, porn is controlling you. Minutes disappear. Focus deepens. Desire builds quietly in the background. You’re not just bating anymore, mind is looping, replaying, craving. You’re in a relationship with peeenus.
"Focus on the strokes straight boy, just keep that charged up load in those bloated balls, at any moment do I see any dribble, leak or stream of pre...my tip gets closer and closer to that waiting hole, so unless you want a boy pussy full of cock, just...don't..cum"
"I know it's extruciating but the doctor said to increase your sperm count, I can't afford to let you cum for a few more weeks, maybe if I massage the balls while I jerk the pain won't be as bad? remember we're doing this so we can make that baby ok? you do love me don't you?"
“Whoever holds it in the longest gets to spray into my warm, juicy and tight pussy. Mmm, looks like we’re getting to the home stretch...which stud is gonna win?
Now...what if I also told you bulls I wasn’t on the pill?...oohh woah....”
Let penis do the thinking, penis knows best, penis knows what you need, you need to keep pumping, you need to edge, penis wants more, listen to penis, keep making penis happy…
“Good boy, when you feel yourself getting close grip even tighter, make sure you keep that gun locked and loaded we don’t want any accidents. Hold the ammo in that swollen barrel. Squirting isn’t and won’t be an option..keep going”
“Good boy inhale those poppers deep, look at how that dong reacts, you need this, you crave this, this is who you are. You’ve forgotten what an orgasm even feels like anymore, you don’t need to cum..you don’t want to cum….good gooner”