Flesh Meets Palm: The Intimate Touch

In the quiet of his room, he lies back, his body tense with anticipation. He unzips his pants, freeing his hardened cock from its constraints. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the pulse of desire. He strokes slowly, feeling the ridges and veins, imagining a mouth around him, hot and wet. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. He picks up the pace, his breath coming in ragged gasps, until he's close, so close, and then he's coming, his body convulsing as he spills over his hand.

• masturbation
• solo

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