Unveiled Solitude

The room is dim, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric as he removes each piece, baring his flesh to the moonlit room. His cock stands proud, a testament to his arousal. He explores his body, fingers dancing over nipples, down the ridges of his abdomen, before wrapping around his shaft. He jerks off, lost in his own world of carnal delight, his moans echoing in the empty room.

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