Unseen, Unheard: A Private Dance with the Self

The house is empty, and he knows he has time. He locks the door, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knows what he wants, what he's been craving, but the fear of being caught adds an extra thrill. He strips, his body bare and vulnerable. He takes his time, teasing himself, drawing out the pleasure. His hand wraps around his hardening cock, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He bites his lip, trying to stay quiet, as he brings himself closer and closer to the brink, before finally letting go, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.

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