Can't get enough of making men infodump about his little nerdy hobbies while i jerk him off with the simple rule: you stop talking, i stop touching. enjoy listening to him stutter and turn into a whimpering, pathetic mess is the best feeling ever.
He forces the cum back down again and again, jaw clenched in full-body tremors. So close it hurts face flushed, chest heaving, yet he denies himself over and over, riding that brutal edge until his whole body is trembling and desperate, still refusing to let it spill.