Reflecting on You, I Masturbate

Alone, he dreams of you, his hand a poor substitute for your touch. He imagines your hands, your mouth, your body, each fantasy driving him closer to the edge. His cock throbs, his balls tighten, and with a final thrust, he spills his seed, lost in the ecstasy of his solo reverie.

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