Solitude's Girthy Delight

The room is filled with the sound of his ragged breaths and the slick, wet noises of his hand working his rigid flesh. He leans back, his head resting against the cool wall, his hips jerking forward in time with his strokes. His cock glistens with pre-cum, his balls tighten, and he knows he's close. With a final, guttural moan, he comes undone, his release painting stripes of white across his abs, leaving him gasping and spent.

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