Moonlit Meander, Melancholic Masturbation

A lone gay man prowls the night, his shadow stretching long and ominous beneath the streetlamps. The city's hum is a dull roar in his ears, his mind a whirlwind of carnal thoughts. He's a hunter, but the prey is himself. Back in his apartment, he sheds his clothes, the cool air a stark contrast to the heat coursing through his veins. He stands before the mirror, a voyeur to his own debauchery. He teases his nipples, pinches them hard, before moving south, wrapping his hand around his throbbing cock. He pumps furiously, his breath coming in ragged gasps, until he paints the mirror with his hot, sticky cum.

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