Solitary Ecstasy

A lone man finds solace in the sanctuary of his room, the dim lighting casting shadows that dance with his imagination. He's stripped down to his briefs, the fabric straining against his growing arousal. With a hungry look, he pushes them down, freeing his throbbing cock. He strokes it slowly, feeling the velvet softness against his rough hand. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening. His other hand wanders, cupping his balls, teasing the sensitive skin behind them. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his moans echoing as he brings himself closer to the edge.

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