Masturbation's Melancholy

In the quiet solitude of his room, a lonely cock yearns for attention. It throbs, aching for release, as the man lost in his thoughts, begins to stroke its length. His strong, calloused hands glide up and down, teasing the sensitive skin, while his mind wanders to fantasies untold. The room fills with the sound of his steady rhythm, his breath hitching as he nears climax. A single drop of pre-cum beads at the tip, a testament to his desire, as he finally finds his release, his body tensing, his cock pulsing with each wave of pleasure.

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