Me, Myself, and My Hand

Mike Honcho520 finds himself alone in the bathroom, the quiet hum of the house urging him to take advantage of the solitude. He locks the door, the click echoing in the silence, and begins to undress, his clothes falling to the floor in a heap. He stands before the mirror, his reflection staring back at him, and he takes his hardening cock in hand. He strokes it slowly, his eyes locked onto his own, the sensation building with each pass. He imagines a forbidden touch, a secret desire, and his strokes become more urgent, more eager. His breath comes in short gasps, his body tensing, and with a final, hard stroke, he spills his load onto the cool tile, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

• bathroom
• work
• me
• soloboy

• Unknown