Elbow Grease: Solo Session

In the dim light of his bedroom, he strips down to nothing, his hard-on tenting his boxers. He kicks them off, his cock springing free, thick and ready. He runs his hand up and down his length, twisting at the tip, before picking up speed. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently. His eyes flutter closed, lost in sensation, until he can't hold back any longer. With a low groan, he comes, painting his chest and stomach with his warm, white seed.

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