Solitary Bruno: His Own Hands, His Own Pleasure

Bruno, alone and unhurried, explores his body with a tender touch. His fingers trace the contours of his chest, pinching nipples that harden under his touch. He bites his lip, a gasp escaping him as he guides his hand down to grip his throbbing cock. His strokes are slow, deliberate, each one sending waves of pleasure through him. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, a testament to his self-love ritual.

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