Bulgur Dick Feast in the Dark

In the dimly lit room, Rol Tok sits on the couch, his eyes fixed on the screen, but his mind elsewhere. His hand slowly slides down, cupping the bulge in his jeans. He's alone, but the thrill of the unknown turns him on. His dick straining against the denim, he unzips, letting it spring free. It's thick, veiny, and ready. He strokes it, the sound of his hand moving up and down the shaft filling the room. His breathing quickens as he picks up the pace, his other hand cupping his balls, massaging them gently.

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