Finally Done? Maybe (R18)
He internally despaired, preparing to put on his boxer shorts again. His massive cock cockblocked his own relationship. Why was this happening to him!
"...You don't need the dick transplant." Xue Ning said, stopping his hand as she eyed the red, weeping cock. "Is it painful?"
"It's not life-threatening," Jingwei said, amused at her concern. "And you don't have to touch it if you're not ready. I can touch myself just fine!"
To prove his point, Jingwei eagerly stroked himself the way he preferred it, with long slow strokes from the bottom of his cock to the tip, using his own precum to lubricate himself further for a smoother stroke. With every stroke, JIngwei's breath grew more laboured, and more precum gathered at the tip of his head.
He was going to come soon, by his own hand, fuelled by the knowledge that Xue Ning was standing right in front of him, naked, watching him masturbate as though she was hypnotised by the movement of his hands.