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Sam built Tommy a nice little flesh light that he could fuck into, being the hormonal teenager he is. The problem starts when Tommy pushes in, the barest vibrations surround his cock, quickly making him frustrated. Every time he moves to fuck it, the vibrations stop, leaving him on the edge. So he stayed still, forced to feel the light buzz lick arousal and heat into his gut. He felt the flame get bigger and burn hotter, panting into his knuckles. The moment he started to buck his hips involuntary, everything shut off. Again.
He felt like sobbing. The pleasure slipping through his fingers like honey, no matter how hard he tried to grip onto it and keep it there, it dripped away. He stayed still. The pulsing returned, the same slow speed it was at before. Tommy managed to stay still through the buildup, still through the fire. No matter how much his thighs shook, his hips remained still as stone. The buzz continued. He gasped when he finally came, whines overpowering the buzzes noise. His high slowly left him, leaving a gentle blanket of bliss.
The vibrations increased to a proper pace, overstimulating Tommy to a sobbing mess, tears burning trails through his cheeks. The buzz was deafening.