The Rhythm of His Alone

In the quiet of his room, a young man, naked and alone, takes his throbbing cock into his hand. He strokes it gently, feeling the velvety skin against his fingers. His breath quickens as he imagines a forbidden touch, a soft moan echoing in his mind. He rubs his cock faster, harder, his hips lifting off the bed, chasing the release that only his own hand can bring.

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