Solitary Ecstasy in the Shadows

Lost in his own world, he indulges in the forbidden fruit of self-pleasure. His hand, a poor substitute for the real thing, nonetheless sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. His cock, hard and throbbing, demands release. He imagines the touch of a lover, the feel of a warm, wet mouth enveloping him. His strokes become faster, more urgent, as he chases his high. With a final gasp, he finds his release, his body shuddering as he coats his hand with his essence.

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