Solitary Rapture: Niki's Self-Pleasuring Ritual
Niki retreats to his private sanctuary, the dimly lit bedroom, away from prying eyes. He kicks off his shoes, unbuttons his shirt, and lets it fall to the floor. His pants follow, and he stands there, clad only in his boxers, the outline of his already hardening cock visible. He strokes himself through the fabric, feeling the heat building. With a sigh, he pushes his boxers down, revealing his throbbing member. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the smooth, silky skin. He begins to move his hand, up and down, the rhythm steady and sure. His other hand cups his balls, gently rolling them in his palm. His breath comes in short gasps as he feels the pleasure build, his cock throbbing in his hand. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch.