Celibate Gains Control, Strokes Huge Tool

In the dim light of his bedroom, a celibate man finds solace in his own touch. His enormous, untouched cock tents his pants, a testament to his pent-up desire. He frees it, the cool air a stark contrast to the heat of his need. He wraps his fist around his length, his hand barely able to encompass it. With each stroke, he feels his self-control slipping, his body yearning for release. His pace quickens, his grip tightens, and with a guttural moan, he finds his escape, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand with his seed.

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