The Ecstasy of Punha

In the dim light of his room, he stands, his body taut with desire. His hand wraps around his thick, hard cock, a bead of pre-cum already forming at the tip. He starts to stroke, his grip tight, his pace steady. His mind fills with fantasies, each one more explicit than the last. He pictures a lover, their body pressed against his, their hands exploring, their mouth tasting. His strokes become more urgent, his breath coming in short gasps. He feels the pressure building, his balls tightening. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as he spills his load, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

• tesao
• soloboy
• punha

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