The Art of Self-Pleasure

In the quiet of his room, he begins, a slow tease, a gentle caress. His hand, calloused from years of guitar playing, knows just the right pressure, the perfect rhythm. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, his cock throbbing in his hand. He imagines a lover's touch, their breath on his neck, their moans in his ear. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a final, desperate stroke, he comes undone, his cum painting his stomach, his body shuddering with the force of his release. 'Una buena paja,' he whispers, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

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