Cologne-scented Solitude

The bedroom is a stage set for his private performance. The lights are low, the air thick with the scent of his favorite cologne. He's a solo artist tonight, his hand his only accompaniment. His cock stands at attention, eager for the show to begin. He teases it, running his fingers along its length, feeling it pulse with need. His strokes become more insistent, his breath coming in short gasps. The head of his cock glistens with pre-cum, a testament to his growing excitement. He can feel the pleasure building, coiling in the pit of his stomach. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it releases its load, painting stripes on his abs. He collapses back, spent, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

• masturbating
• solo
• soloboy
• cologne

• solo_-_masturbation