The Rhythm of His Own Pulse

In the quiet of his room, a young man named Alex stands before the mirror, his eyes locked onto his reflection. His hand slowly wraps around his hardening cock, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he begins to stroke. The room fills with the sound of his steady rhythm, his breath hitching as he picks up pace, his grip tightening. His body tenses, muscles taut as he approaches his peak, his cock throbbing in his hand before he finds his release, a low groan echoing in the room.

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