Llamasr's eyes flutter open to a relentless, throbbing ache in his loins. His cock stands at attention, straining against the fabric of his boxers, a bead of pre-cum wetting the cloth. He wraps his hand around the thick, veined length, his grip firm but gentle. He strokes, his hips bucking involuntarily as pleasure courses through him. The sensation is overwhelming, a battle between release and endurance.