Arthur's Lone Nightstand

Under the cloak of midnight, Arthur Haze retreats to his room, the air thick with anticipation. His heart races as he unbuttons his shirt, revealing a toned, tanned chest. He slides his hand down, gripping his hardening cock through his pajama pants. With a sigh, he frees his length, the cool air sending a shiver down his spine. Arthur begins to stroke, his grip firm, his rhythm steady. His mind races with fantasies, his body tense with pleasure. He leans back, lost in his own world, the only sounds his soft moans and the rustle of his sheets.

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