Black Top Cumsplattered Solitude

In the privacy of his room, a young man, alone but not lonely, peels off his clothes, saving his black top for last. He knows the feel of the fabric against his skin, the way it hugs his muscles, will drive him wild. He teases his nipples, pinching and rolling them, as he grinds his hips, his cock hard and eager. He spits in his hand, lubricating his strokes, fucking his fist with abandon. His body tenses, his cock pulses, and he coats his man's black top with his thick, creamy load, the sight of his cum glistening on the fabric pushing him over the edge into sated bliss.

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