Solitude's Satisfaction

With a tentative glance at the closed door, he begins, his heart pounding in his chest. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, tentatively at first, then with growing urgency. His hips buck, meeting his fist, as he loses himself in the rhythm, his body tensing with each stroke, chasing the release he so desperately craves. Unseen, unheard, he gives in to his primal urges, his solo dance a secret symphony of pleasure.

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