Solitary Serenade: A Solo Stroking Symphony

In the quiet of his room, he stands, his cock already hard and aching. He wraps his hand around it, the familiar sensation sending a jolt through him. He begins to move, his hand a blur as it works his length. The sound of his hand against his cock fills the room, a lewd symphony that only he can hear. His other hand finds its way to his balls, rolling them gently as he continues to work himself. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as he spills his load onto the floor, a lewd mess that he'll clean up later, a reminder of his solitary indulgence.

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