Correcting Myself, One Stroke at a Time
In the quiet confines of his Mohali apartment, a man sets out to perfect his self-pleasure technique. He's not new to the game, but he's always looking to improve. Starting slow, he teases his cock with his fingers, circling the head, feeling the wetness already beading at the tip. He's patient, learning his body's responses, knowing that anticipation can be its own reward. He spits into his palm, using the saliva to slick up his shaft, his hand moving in a smooth, steady rhythm. He's experimenting, trying different grips, different speeds, until he finds the one that makes his toes curl. He's close, his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. He's found his rhythm, his stroke, and with a final, hard tug, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand with his hot, sticky cum.