My Body, His Glass: A Solo Dance

The glass phallus, a shimmering, clear invitation to his darkest fantasies, calls to him. He's alone, but his body responds to the silent beckoning. He lubes the glass, the cool liquid sliding down, mimicking the feel of another's spit. He presses it against his entrance, his body resisting, then welcoming the intrusion. He pushes it in, inch by inch, his breath hitching as it fills him completely. He fucks himself, the glass slippery and smooth, his body clenching around it, seeking friction. His hand strokes his cock, his body tensing as he nears his climax, the cold glass and his hot body a stark contrast, pushing him over the edge.

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