Mastering Me: Beating the Flesh

In the quiet of his room, he strips bare, the cool air raising goosebumps on his skin. His cock stands at attention, eager for his touch. He wraps his fist around it, feeling the veins pulse with life. His strokes are long and slow, building a steady heat in his loins. He imagines a phantom lover, her moans echoing in his mind as he picks up the pace, his body tensing as he finally finds release, hot streams painting his abdomen, a satisfied groan escaping his lips.

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