Pathetic. Look at you, huffing aroma and stroking like a mindless drone, chasing nothing but your own destruction. Your cock? It’s worthless now—a tool for endless jerking until it’s flaccid, useless, dead. You’ll stroke yourself into oblivion, into erectile dysfunction, into permanent ruin. No erections, no power, just a limp, soft reminder of your failure to be anything but a stroking machine. And when that final moment comes—when your cock can’t even twitch for you—you’ll thank me for taking your manhood away. Because you don’t need a dick anymore. You just need to jerk, endlessly.