Baile: A Solo Dance of Desire

Martin, a man of few words, retreats to his room, door closed, lights dimmed. His hands wander, caressing his chest, feeling the muscles tense under his touch. He unbuttons his jeans, letting them drop to the floor, revealing his already hardening cock. His solo dance begins, his hand strokes his length, feeling the velvety smoothness. His breath hitches, eyes closed, imagining unseen partners as he brings himself closer to the edge.

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