I want to cum soo bad.
“Then cum then.”
Roy stares at me. “What?”
I flip a page in my magazine. “Then cum, and stop whining about it.”
“But but -” Roy protests. “I’m not sure if you’re aware of this fact, but you locked up my cock.”
“Yeah cause you couldn’t keep your hands off of it, just like you’re doing now.”
“Stop making fun of me,” Royce huffed, annoyed with me.
I raise an eyebrow. He is clearly in the bratty phase post lock-up. “I’m not making fun of you. I’m just stating a fact.”
Royce points at the plastic device with a huff. “Do you not see this?”
“Watch your mouth, sassy boy,” I remind him. “All that plastic device does is keep you from getting an erection. It does nothing to prevent you from the physical act of ejaculating.”
“But I NEED an erection to cum!”
“Who taught you sex ed?” I chuckle. “No, you don’t. It helps, but it’s not impossible. You can cum through stimulation of your testicles, your prostate. I know boys who have come just from wax and ice play, impact play, electronic stimulation…”
Roy stares at me.
“…Plus, if you are talented with your muscles you can give yourself an internal anal orgasm which is the hardest to obtain and the most delightful of them all. Only skilled boys can do that.”
“But but but -” Roy fumbles for words. “In all those examples, someone else still has to help me with it.”
“Again, no,” I correct. “You can do e-stim with yourself and play with dildos yourself. Do you need someone how to teach you how to do them internally? Yes. But you could do it yourself. But can you in your current level of skill? Hm.”
Roy groans “You are so infuriating!”
I give him a smile. “Cause I’m right? Yes, that would be infuriating. Oh, there’s also the option of just jerking your cage until you trick your body into cumming but if I recall last time you just ended up with a ruined orgasm and a mess.”Roy turns red. “Why are you torturing me like this? Why can’t you just let me cum!”
“Because you don’t really want to cum, love. You just want to jerk off cause you’re bored. You’re horny, and your body is used to getting rid of it as soon as it comes along, squandering an opportunity to turn it into something special. However, you will be just as bored after, and with no lust left for us. You never had any before cause you were wanking all the time and have a slow refractory period. Remember?”
“But-”
I adjust my glasses. “You have a whole toybox. If you can make yourself come from something in there, I’ll be impressed. But if you give yourself an orgasm out of my schedule, then I’m delaying your lock up by a month.”
Roy pouts. “Not fair! Not fair at all! You get orgasms all the time and making me suffer!”
“You’re acting like a child, Roy,” I scold. “I don’t masturbate very much because I save myself for you. I just have more decorum. Orgasms are my reward for maintaining your lock-up and ensuring you receive equal pleasure by not spoiling yourself. Although it seems you only appreciate that when you’re moaning my name out in bed lately.”Roy puts his face into a pillow and makes a suppressed yell into it. His frustration is making me hard. I cross my legs and hope he doesn’t notice, cause I am not wearing underwear.
“Fuck! I hate this! I can’t think,” he says, throwing down the pillow and storming off.
“You’re welcome~” I call after him, sing song.I wait and read. Thirty minutes later, he comes back and apologizes. I set my magazine aside and pul Roy into my lap. We kiss, and I reward his behavior with a prostate massage to help with the pressure. The bratty phase is almost over. Next comes my favorite phase – needy and pliant.
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Text is fictional. Source is OP.Hot…
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