Solitary Ecstasy

In the privacy of his room, a man stands before the mirror, his gaze locked with his reflection. His hand traces the lines of his body, touching, exploring, igniting sparks of pleasure. He takes his time, building the tension, drawing out the anticipation. His breathing grows heavier, his movements more urgent. He grips himself, his hand moving faster, harder, until he shatters, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm.

• guy
• body
• soloboy

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