Unseen Ecstasy

In the dimly lit room, the man, alone, begins his private ritual. His hand glides over his firm chest, tracing the contours of his physique. He's hard, his cock throbbing, as he strokes it slowly, teasingly. His eyes close, imagination painting vivid scenes, each touch igniting nerves, each breath growing heavier. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his grip tightening, rhythm increasing. He's close, his body tensing, breath hitched. With a final stroke, he finds release, his body convulsing, cock pulsing, as he coats his hand with his essence.

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