EMPTYHANDS: Your Cock Gets No Hands Tonight
Put your hands flat on your thighs, boy, and leave them there.
Tonight nothing touches you. Not mine, and not yours. You're going to get hard, stay hard, and go all the way to the edge on nothing but my voice and your own breathing — because touching is a privilege, and you haven't earned it in a year and a half.
Everything you'd normally do with your fist, you'll do with your lungs instead. Want to know how close a slut gets on nothing but breathing? Closer than your hand has taken you all year — and that's the part that's going to bother you afterwards.
Bet you cheat within four minutes. Bet you don't even notice you've done it.
Bring the aroma. It's the only thing you're allowed to hold.
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