Discovering Solitude in the Bathroom

In the throes of his solitary pleasure, he doesn't hear the door creak open. A figure stands there, watching, as he strokes his hardness with increasing fervor. The voyeur's breath hitches, drawn to the sight of his thick, veined cock sliding through his fist. As he nears his climax, he senses the presence, but it's too late to stop. His body tenses, releasing his load onto the cold floor, the intruder's gaze burning into him.

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