Hands in Pants, Mind in the Gutter

Bored and alone, our anonymous stud retreats to his dimly lit bedroom, the scent of his own musk filling the air. His hand wanders down, stroking through denim, feeling the steadily growing bulge. He unzips, letting his thick, veiny cock spring free. He grips it tightly, his fist a blur as he pumps, lost in his own fantasies. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and he paints his chest with hot, white ropes of cum.

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