The Art of Denial, The Ecstasy of Release

In the quiet of his room, he begins his ritual, his cock already hard, aching for release. He touches himself, his fingers tracing the sensitive veins, his strokes steady and slow. He's learned the dance of edging, the art of bringing himself to the brink and pulling back. His body trembles, his breathing hitches, but he's a master of control. Until, finally, he allows himself the sweet relief, his cock pulsing, his cum coating his hand and the floor beneath him.

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