Self-Love Symphony in Solitude

Under the soft glow of his bedside lamp, he begins his nightly solo performance. His room, his stage, his body, the instrument. He teases himself, running his fingers along his hardening length, feeling the pulse of his desire. He takes his time, exploring every inch, every sensitive spot, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. He imagines hands other than his own, mouths, tongues, the pleasure intensifying. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his body tensing, his cock throbbing. With a final, guttural moan, he finds his climax, his body shaking with the force of it, his release hot and sticky in his hand.

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