Unwrapping Solo Bliss

In the quiet of his room, he indulges his desires, his hand a poor substitute for a lover's touch, but oh so willing. His strokes are steady, his grip firm, his breathing ragged. He pictures her, the one he can't have, the one he craves. His cock throbs, his balls tighten, and with a guttural groan, he comes, his essence spilling over his hand, a mess he'll clean up later, but for now, he's lost in the aftermath of his self-love.

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