A Gay Man's Private Dance

In the quiet of his room, a man sits alone, a hungry look in his eyes. He unzips his jeans, revealing his eager, throbbing cock. He takes it in his hand, feeling the velvety smoothness, and begins to stroke. His other hand cups his balls, gently rolling them as he picks up speed. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, the wet slap of skin on skin. He leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. His breath hitches as he feels the familiar tingle, the build-up of pressure. He moans, long and low, as he spills over, painting his chest with his release.

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