Solitude's Sweet Surrender

A lone figure retreats to his sanctuary, the weight of the day's inhibitions lifting as he unzips his pants. His cock springs free, hungry for attention. He grips it tightly, his hand a warm, welcome sheath. His strokes are firm, purposeful, each one sending jolts of pleasure through his body. His balls tighten, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he spills over, his cum coating his hand, a secret, satisfying end to his day.

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