Adair's Masturbatory Melodies

Castro, a man of mystery, finds solace in his private moments. In the dimly lit room, he begins his dance, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing toned flesh. His hand wanders south, tracing the lines of his body, pausing at the waistband of his pants. With a flick, he opens them, letting them drop to the floor. Naked, he stands, his cock already hardened, ready for his touch. He strokes it gently, eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His hand moves faster, his breath hitches, body tensing as he nears his climax. With a final stroke, he comes, painting his abdomen with his release.

• me
• castro
• soloboy
• masturbo

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