Bursting Forth in Solitary Bliss

In the dim light of his room, Rq Deny finds himself alone with his thoughts and his desires. His hands, rough from years of labor, trace the lines of his body, igniting sparks wherever they touch. His cock, already hard and leaking, demands attention. He takes it in his hand, squeezing and pumping, his grip firm and steady. His other hand slips between his cheeks, fingers circling his hole, pressing in, feeling the heat and tightness. He imagines a mouth there, a tongue, a cock, as he picks up the pace, his strokes becoming feverish. His body tenses, his breath comes in short gasps, and with a final, powerful thrust, he comes, his cum spilling over his hand and onto the floor, a testament to his solo satisfaction.

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