Unseen Pleasures, Uninterrupted

In the quiet hum of the office, he indulges in his solo ritual, the dim lights casting shadows that dance with his movements. His hand, slick with pre-cum, glides up and down his engorged shaft, the friction sending electric jolts through him. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in his private world, his grunts of pleasure muffled by the silent, empty room. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a final, shuddering breath, he comes, his seed painting the desk in stripes of satisfaction.

• soloboy

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