Unfiltered: His Private Ritual

He sits alone, the dim light casting long shadows across his naked body. His hand moves rhythmically, a steady beat that matches the pulse of his heart. The room is filled with the sound of his pleasure, the wet slap of his palm against his throbbing cock. He leans back, his body tensing as he nears the edge. His breath hitches, and with a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his release, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

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