Arnold's Solace in Solitude

Arnold, alone in his room, finds solace in his own touch. He slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his toned chest, and lets his hand wander south. His eyes flutter closed as he grips his growing erection through his jeans, imagining the feel of another man's hands on him. He unzips, letting his hard cock spring free, and begins to stroke, his breath quickening as he loses himself in the rhythm.

• gay
• mast

• gay