Unsheathing the Beast: Solo Delight in Boxers
Awakening to the familiar ache, he slides a hand beneath the covers, finding his throbbing member tenting his boxers. With a groan, he frees his massive cock, feeling the weight of it in his palm. The cool air of the room contrasts with the heat radiating from his shaft as he begins to stroke, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. His breath hitches as he imagines a warm, wet mouth enveloping him, the sensation of tight, velvet walls gripping his length. The room fills with the sound of his hand gliding over his slick flesh, the scent of his arousal heavy in the air. He arches into his own touch, the pleasure building, coiling at the base of his spine. With a final, guttural moan, he spills over, his release painting warm stripes across his abdomen.