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Late Night Solo Hard-on
After a long day, a man retreats to his study for a late-night game of poker, but the cards are not the only thing keeping him up. His cock, hard and eager, tents his pants as he deals himself a hand. He strokes it through the fabric, feeling the heat and need building. With a groan, he unzips, his thick, veined cock springing free. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the pulse of his heartbeat. His strokes are slow and steady, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he imagines the cards are the soft, wet mouth of a lover. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter, as he chases his release. The room is filled with the sound of his pleasure, the slapping of skin on skin, the wet noise of his pre-cum. He arches his back, his abs clenching, as he feels his orgasm approach. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his hot cum spilling over his hand and the cards, a winning hand indeed.