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It’s thicker and longer. It’s always hard and ready to go and it lasts as long as she desires. She’s told me it’s a much better fuck and sees no reason to go back to my cock.
She stopped me mid-sentence… I veered from my pride explaining my wife’s preferences to keep me aroused but never climax. I had started to complain. No. Of course I feel like I need to cum. But No. I never need to. Of course my balls ached. No. It’s ok. They won’t burst. Of course I wanted to spurt. No. I never need to cum hard. She can pour me out slowly without a single twitch. Those gentle emissions are good enough for me. No hint of orgasm is needed. My real life experience cemented what I knew but didn’t want to accept. I could be kept aching, drooling precum and craving to cum indefinitely. No worry. No concern. No hesitation. I only got praise for my submission and about my wife.
My PA piercing was drooling pure and clear precum. My balls were full and ached for months. I was given permission to remain denied orgasms.
I was cherished, my wife was wonderful, I was a good boy. Brave, honest, and compliant.
It was hard to hear the truth. I never need to cum.
Five years ago I bravely emailed a doctor about my wife-led denial. My balls felt like they’d burst because my wife kept me from ejaculating. She agreed to an exam and consult. The doctor was excited to meet me “you’re my email guy!”
Maybe I expected her to give us a safe limit to my denial - a prescribed ejaculation schedule.
She gave me support and appreciation for my compliance and devotion to my wife-led denial.
Keeping my balls aching would never harm me: “it’s ok, don’t worry.”
It only “seems important” that they were swollen. I would never actually burst. My arousal was good.
I wrote my wife enjoyed keeping me in arousal. I read out my email to her, as she held a copy.
My voice cracked as I spoke: “I only get gentle emissions”.
She hushed me: slow spills were all I ever needed. “It does not matter to me” if never got to cum. It was all the same to her I was kept in constant frustration.
She described the male climax in dramatic detail. “Of course it seems important to guys”
She did not begrudge me my questions. She did not downplay the intensity of my frustration. She saw exactly how difficult my path was.
My wife preferred me kept teased and denied: in arousal without climax. She saw, she heard, and she saw for herself. The doctor made me feel special and wonderful for giving up orgasms to please my wife. She knew I was wife-led, submissive, compliant, and I struggled in denial.
My struggle was appreciated.
You do not need to worry. It’s ok. Your wife’s in charge… I know. It’s difficult. But it’s ok. Ssh. You will be fine. Thank you.
hope this helps explain things!
It’s a simple as that… 🖤
True. I stay horny and desperate, but I get my sexual fulfillment from my Mommy’s pleasure and satisfaction.
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