Solitary Soldier Strokes His Battle-Ready Sword

A lone soldier, lost in thought, finds solace in the familiar rhythm of his own touch. His calloused hands trace the lines of his muscular body, pausing to tease his nipples before traveling south. His cock, hard and eager, stands at attention, awaiting his command. He grips it tightly, his thumb swirling around the sensitive head, spreading pre-cum like a private lubricant. His strokes are steady, purposeful, each one bringing him closer to the release he craves. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a low groan, he finds his relief, painting his chest with his hot, sticky seed.

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