long time ago I was abstaining from yanking my yogurt slinger. I was on a personal best of going around a month and a half without releasing my guys when I went to get a haircut. As the lady finished cutting my hair and she brought me over to the sink area to wash my hair, I suddenly started to get happy down there. As she began to wash and soap my hair I immediately got stiff. I tried everything I could to keep my guy down, but after going a month and a half without finishing, I was as hard as a guy who went a month and a half without finishing.

As she continued to soap and condition my hair, I realized being stiff wasn’t my biggest concern. I was dangerously close to cumming. It took every ounce of mental strength to focus on things to prevent me from shooting my load right in my pants. I was able to hold it off and so I paid and ran out the salon. As soon as I got to my car, I ended up taking out my guy and furiously rubbing him out. I finished in about 2 and a half strokes.