Stroke of Midnight

In the hush of the night, a man's form is silhouetted against the wall, his hand moving in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. The room is warm, the air thick with the scent of testosterone and the faint echo of the day's activities. His breath comes in quick, shallow gasps, his body tensing as he approaches his climax. The room is filled with the soft sounds of his pleasure, the wet, slick noises of his hand moving on his hard cock, the quiet grunts and moans as he brings himself to the brink and over, his body shuddering as he finds his release in the quiet of the night.

• off
• night
• jacking
• late
• soloboy

• Unknown