Sumthin' Lite, Sumthin' Right

A subtle throb at his crotch draws his attention, and he unzips his jeans, releasing his straining member. He's alone, but the thrill of potential discovery adds an extra edge to his excitement. His strokes are slow, measured, drawing out his pleasure. The room is filled with the soft sounds of his moans, the rustle of his clothes, and the wet, rhythmic slapping of his hand against his cock. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand with his warm, sticky seed.

• soloboy
• lite
• sumthin

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