The bearded leather daddy sits in his throne-like chair, legs spread wide in chaps that frame his massive cock, while his boy kneels naked and trembling at his feet. In one leather-gloved hand, the daddy holds a powerful vibrator. In the other, a thick cock ring he snaps onto his boy’s already rigid shaft.
The edging begins mercilessly. The vibrator presses against the boy’s taint, sending shockwaves through his prostate that make his cock jump and leak. Every time he gets close, the daddy pulls the vibrator away, watching his boy’s frustrated whimpers with a sadistic smile behind his thick beard.
For thirty agonizing minutes, the boy is brought to the edge and denied. His balls turn blue, his cock throbs angrily against the ring, and every nerve in his body screams for release. The daddy finally sets the vibrator aside, bends his boy over the arm of the chair, and replaces the toy with something much thicker and warmer.
The raw pounding that follows is the reward for patience. The daddy drives into his edged, hypersensitive boy with deep, powerful strokes that hit the prostate with pinpoint accuracy. The orgasm, when finally permitted, is volcanic — the boy’s cock erupts in thick, continuous streams while the daddy breeds him deep. Edging done right by a master who knows his craft.
