Alone Until I Spurt

In his private sanctuary, a man, driven by primal urges, begins a dance of self-indulgence. His hand, a familiar companion, strokes his throbbing member with increasing fervor. The room fills with his ragged breaths, the slick sound of his hand gliding over his rigid shaft, and the scent of his own musk. His body tenses, every muscle taut as a bowstring, as he nears the precipice. With a guttural groan, he topples over the edge, his hot seed spilling forth, painting his torso with his release.

• cum
• masturbation
• alone

• bukkake