Solo Worship: Bernard's Intimate Ritual
In the dimly lit room, Bernard, the sole worshiper, begins his private ritual. His hands, trembling with anticipation, slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing his toned chest. He takes a moment to appreciate his body, running his fingers along his abs, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. His hand moves down, tracing the V-shape that leads to his eager cock, already straining against his pants. He unzips, letting his hardness spring free, throbbing with need. Bernard's eyes meet his reflection in the mirror, and he begins to stroke, his grip firm and steady. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his hips moving in rhythm with his hand. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his moans echoing as he nears his climax. His body tenses, and he releases, his hot, sticky tribute covering his hand and cock. Bernard, satisfied, cleans up, a small smile playing on his lips, already looking forward to his next worship.