Justin is tied to a chair, legs spread, fully exposed and available to my teasing hand. I started with the gentlest of strokes, barely touching his cock as he keeps giving me pleading looks, waiting for my permission to cum. His arousal and frustration grow, squirming in his restraints while I to take frequent breaks, leaving him hanging when I sense he's getting close. I then focused on the head, a slow, steady stroke that takes him so close, but he's helplessly at my mercy, I have him where I want him, keeping him hanging until I finally give in and mercifully take him over the edge.