Beating the Beat: Solo Pleasure

His body, a canvas of tattooed ink and lean muscle, stretches out on the bed, a silent invitation to his wandering hands. He takes his time, exploring every inch of his flesh, his breath hitching as he finds the spots that make his heart race. His cock, hard and aching, demands attention, and he obliges, stroking it with practiced ease. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, the wet slap of skin on skin, the ragged gasps that escape his lips as he chases his release. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a final, guttural groan, he finds his bliss, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with his warm, sticky seed.

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