Whispers & Strokes: A Solitary Seduction

The room is filled with the sound of his ragged breath and the rhythmic slapping of his hand against his throbbing cock. He whispers filthy words to himself, his voice barely audible, yet laced with a hunger that's both raw and intoxicating. His body arches, his cock swelling in his hand as he edges closer to release. The room is thick with the scent of his precum, a testament to his arousal, as he finally lets go, his body convulsing with pleasure, his voice a guttural growl as he comes undone.

• cock
• dirty
• talk
• soloboy

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