Fist-pumping in the wee hours

In the quiet of the early morning, a man seeks solace in self-pleasure. His fist wraps around his throbbing erection, the pre-cum lubricating his tight grip. He pumps furiously, his hips bucking off the bed, his moans filling the empty room. The sun rises, casting a golden glow over his sweat-slicked body as he chases his release, his fist a blur of motion until he finally finds his climax, his cock pulsing in his hand.

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