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A gasp, Vincent closed his eyes as he propped himself up against the wall and closed his eyes, his hand circling around the covered mound that tented from his pants, his loins aching from days of neglect. Katherine hasn't been giving little Vince the attention he needed, so he decided that he needed to take matters into his own hands. But like Katherine, he enjoyed teasing himself.
Fondling his bulge affectionately with the palm of his hand, he could feel it pulsate through the thick material of his pants, wanting the skin on skin contact; Vincent bit his lip, a soft moan escaping his lips. On the upside, he could stop teasing himself. A sheepish grin spread across his face, opening his grey eyes and watched as his hand on its own unzipped his pants. Instantly, his aching cock busted through, throbbing with the tip peering through his foreskin and dripping with pre, Vincent's smile vanished as his hands moved from his zipper and to his cock.
His eyes widened, and a louder gasp escaped his lip from the contact, his rough, chilled hand against his hot meat surprising like a wind chill on a hot day. Vincent gulped, spreading the drops of pre around his cock, slicking his penis so that it shinned dully against the dim light. Moaning softly, he began to move his hand up and down; the pre cum made his movements smoother and more pleasurable for him. He firmly grasped it as he gave himself a tight squeeze, he let his mouth hang open as he paced his stokes, bucking his hips into his hand, letting out stifled grunts as he didn't need the person next door hearing him pleasure himself. But he knew jacking off like this wasn't gonna do him any good. With all of his control, he managed to retract his hand and rip off his pants and boxers as fast as he could before he got back to stroking himself, his legs propped up so he could use his other hand to lightly tease his anus with the tip of his middle and index finger and going no further.
"Hmm, fucking tease…" He murmured to himself, he lay down, his other hand sliding upwards to fondle his balls, Jesus fuck he could fill his hand with them, they were so swollen. Vincent threw his head back, a loud moan escaping his lips as he fondled and stroked himself, and yet he still needed more. He wanted to be filled up, pleasured in ways Katherine couldn't unless he asked.
"Oh, mmm, more, please- give it to me…" His hand left his scrotum, but continued stroking his aching shaft, he leaned over just enough so he could reach under his bed and pull out a little gift Katherine got him as a joke, although to him it wasn't much of a joke now. He smiled as he pulled it up onto the bed and with his free hand took it out of the box, an eight inch purple vibrator that had small bumps around the diameter, Vincent smiled a lewd smile as he grabbed a hold of it and took it out of the box, biting his lip when he held the stiff phallic shaped instrument in his hand and spat on it, withdrawing his hand for a moment to slick his saliva up the shaft and turning it on to the highest setting, making a sound of delight when he felt it violently shake in his hand.
Lifting a leg, he hunched over so he could get a better view so he could guide the toy towards his twitching entrance, pressing the tip in, earning a moan from himself.
"Oh yeah, fuck me…" he whispered to himself, giving it a shove so it went into the hilt. Vincent's bit his lip, groaning in delight as he slowly slid the toy into him, his walls expanding to allow the plastic rod into him with the vibrations aiding itself further into his tight channel. Groaning, he kept working it into him until he could only feel the switch. He moaned, curling his toes as the vibrations caused it to hit his prostate at a rapid pace. He panted heavily, then pulled it out, arching his back as he let out a small yelp. Bucking his hips as he returned his hand to his cock and resumed stroking, pre dripping between his hand and dripped down his balls, which were shaking lightly due to the vibrations. Vincent had tears dripping down his cheeks, the feeing was so intense. He used his hand to thrust the vibrator in and out of him in a twirling motion so it could hit even the smallest and most sensitive of nerves inside of him.
"Oh god, please, fuck me harder!" He commanded himself, the movement of his hand speeding up. The bumps on the vibrator brushing against his prostate only added to the pleasure, he moved his hips desperately, riding the toy as he grunted with effort. "Hmn, harder, come on, fuck me!" He cried, giving one last shove before he let out a throaty cry, bucking his hips as ribbons of cum shot from the tip, Vincent watched the thick dollops of his seed land on the sheets, staining the bed with his essence. He felt himself go limp in his hands, but shake as the vibrator remained inside of him.
With a little difficulty he lifted himself up and pulled the toy out of him, groaning when he felt it slide out of him and leave hin feeling empty. Vincent panted, turning of the toy, then fell back on the bed, exhausted with a dopy smile on his face, feeling so... satisfied. He opened his eyes, noticing his hand next to his face, which was covered in a sticky white fluid, he rubbed it between his fingers, then out of curiosity he stuck his tongue out and licked some of his semen off of his hand, savoring the salty, but vaguely sweet taste of himself. He let out a content sigh, and he closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.
Listening to Dare by the Gorillaz, I'm sure that song is about masturbation