His Throbbing Solitude

The dim lighting of the room casts long, dancing shadows as the young man stands before the mirror, his reflection displaying the raw, primal desire etched on his face. His hand wraps around his pulsating cock, the other exploring his smooth, taut chest, pinching and tweaking his nipples. His strokes become more urgent, his grip firmer, as he chases the ecstasy that only he can provide himself. His balls tighten, his body stiffens, and with a final, guttural groan, he spills his load onto the floor, his cock twitching with each spurt of cum.

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