Satisfying Urges in Solitude

In the dim light of his room, a man seeks solace in his own hands. His breath hitches as he strokes his rigid length, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. He imagines soft hands, warm mouths, and tight depths, his fantasy fueling his urgency. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a guttural groan, he finds his release, painting his abdomen with hot, sticky ribbons.

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