Solo Session: A Man's Private Ritual

In the quiet of his room, a man named Alex takes a seat, his eyes closed, breathing deep. His hand reaches down, slowly rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. He unzips, his cock springing free, already hard. He strokes it, feeling the velvet softness, the steel beneath. His other hand cups his balls, gently rolling them. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, lost in the rhythm, the sensation. The room fills with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the wet sounds of his arousal. His body tenses, his stomach clenching as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing, his body shuddering with release.

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