Boner's Midday Rub

In the soft glow of the afternoon sun, our anonymous stud lies back, his hard-on straining against his boxers. He frees his cock, its length and thickness a testament to his arousal. He runs his hand up and down, his grip tight, his strokes slow and deliberate. The room is filled with the sound of his hand working his cock, his breath coming in short gasps as he builds up a rhythm. He's lost in the sensation, his body tensing as he nears the edge, his strokes becoming frantic until he's groaning, his cock pulsing as he comes undone.

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