Throbbing Solitude: stroke by stroke

The camera zooms in on a rigid, engorged cock, twitching in the soft, warm light. The sole occupant of the room, a mysterious figure, grips it firmly, his grip alternating between a tight vice and a gentle caress. The air fills with the sound of wet, slapping skin, as he builds towards his climax, his body tensing, ready to explode.

• cock
• hard
• soloboy

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