Ass Alone: Uninhibited Solace

In the dim light of his room, a solitary figure, clad only in black boxers, lies back, legs spread, knees bent. His hands roam, tracing the lines of his body, lingering at the hem of his underwear. A finger dips beneath, finding his tight, waiting hole. He adds more lube, his digit pushing in, feeling the warmth, the tightness. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his cock tenting his boxers. He strokes himself in rhythm with his anal play, his body tensing, ready to explode in a solo symphony of pleasure.

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