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Can I be real a second?

This thing has been building up for so… so long. Emotionally, yes.

And physically.
Yes.

So long.

Ok look, I'm not going to sugar coat it. I have a fear, a very real and maybe even valid fear, that the first time you ever touch me?

That might be it. That may be all it takes. I might be done. Cooked. Whether it be your lips on mine, or even just your hand on my arm, or… whatever.

It's not that I'm… saving up for the moment, or anything. Sorry, TMI but I'm taking care of myself.

It's that all that doesn't matter, not even for this old man. The anticipation… The amount of energy stored up, for… years… even with the occassional pressure relief. Frequent pressure relief.

It's going to be all I can do to retain conciousness.

I suppose on the plus side, you're so goddamned sexy it won't be long at all before I'm ready again.

And I'd be more that happy to focus on your… needs… in the interim. That's my favorite part, anyways.

Hope you're not disappointed.