Let’s prove how “straight” you really are. The rules are simple: stroke every time I say cock … freeze when I say pussy. Before long that twitch in your hand—and the heat in your chest—will tell the truth you keep burying. I walk you through every filthy image: his thick shaft in your face, your lips wrapping around it, your cock leaking when I command it. Each new edge strips away another layer of denial until you’re nothing but my obedient, cock-hungry stroke toy. You won’t finish. You’ll throb, drip, and beg—because only good boys come for cock, and I decide when “good” happens. Eighteen relentless minutes of verbal domination, edging, humiliation, and identity shatter. Ready to discover how un-straight you really are? Press play and obey.