Solitary Soldier Strokes to Climax

Alone in his room, the soldier sheds his uniform, revealing a chiseled body taut with pent-up desire. His hand, rough from years of service, grips his throbbing cock with a familiarity born of countless nights like this. He leans back, eyes closed, imagining the soft touch of a lover. His strokes grow faster, his breath ragged, as he chases the edge. With a low groan, he finds his release, his body shuddering as he paints the floor with his essence, the room echoing with the sound of his pleasure.

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• soloboy
• yank

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