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I AM IN A STATE OF AGITATION WHERE my s****l satisfaction is considerably less than desired.
I'm sexually frus-fvcking-trated!
I know Art isn't prepared yet because he always froze and pauses every time he felt our kisses became serious and when I also every time I tried to remove his shirt. And because I'm a healthy teenager, I always have an erection and no matter how I would like to make love to him, I always suppresses myself.
It's painful to have an erection inside your pants and I only relieved myself when I went home.
We're currently at his room. I'm doing my own homework and he was too. He's just inches away from me and I'm fighting myself not to touch him, kiss him or even have a simple skin contact. I even fought myself not to met our gaze
