Vitor's Solitary Indulgence

Vitor, a man of few words and fewer inhibitions, finds himself alone in his dimly lit apartment. He's been craving a release, and tonight, he's decided to take matters into his own hands. Sitting back on his worn leather couch, he unzips his jeans, freeing his already stiffening cock. He strokes it slowly, his eyes closed, imagining the touch of a lover. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his grip tight and steady. He's close, his body tensing, when suddenly, there's a knock at the door. Vitor freezes, his cock throbbing, as he decides whether to answer or finish what he's started.

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