Carlos' Solitary Sin

Carlos Simoes, in the solitude of his bedroom, begins his private dance of desire. His hand slides beneath his boxers, wrapping around his stiffening cock. He strokes slowly, eyes closed, lost in a fantasy only he knows. His breath deepens as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening. The room fills with the sound of his wet, urgent movements, the scent of his precum heavy in the air. Carlos' body tenses, his abs contracting as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering stroke, he spills over, his release painting his hand and stomach.

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