Desperate Strokes in the Shadows

Hidden away in a dark corner, a lonely figure seeks solace in the rhythmic dance of their hand. The room is filled with the scent of sweat and the sound of flesh meeting flesh. The dick, hard and eager, strains towards the touch, leaking pre-cum onto eager fingers. The figure's eyes are closed, lost in the fantasy that plays out behind their lids, their body tensing as they approach the brink. A low moan escapes, swallowed by the darkness as they finally find their release, hot and sticky, in the silence of the night.

• dick
• jerking
• off

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