Midnight Munchies with Ace

Ace Bigs, restless and hungry, prowls his empty house at midnight. His stomach rumbles, but it's not just food he craves. His hand finds its way into his boxers, stroking his hardening cock. The cool air against his skin sends shivers down his spine, fueling his desire. He leans against the kitchen counter, his hand working his shaft in long, slow strokes. The fridge door stands open, the light casting a soft glow on his muscular body. Ace's imagination runs wild with fantasies of illicit pleasures, his strokes becoming quicker, more urgent. With a low groan, he spills his load onto the kitchen floor, the evidence of his late-night indulgence glistening in the fridge's soft light.

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