Strokes of Solace: Unseen Pleasures

In the quiet of a dimly lit room, a man finds solace in his own company. His hand, steady and sure, grips his hardened cock, pulling and pumping with a practiced ease. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the fantasy only he can see. His body tenses, muscles taut as he nears the edge, his grip tightening, strokes quickening. A guttural moan escapes him as he finds his release, his body convulsing with the force of it.

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