Old Man's Secret Indulgence

The old man, hidden from the world, bares his withered frame to the mirror. His eyes, clouded by time, reflect a younger self as he remembers the touch of a lover long gone. His calloused hands, once strong and capable, now tremble slightly as they wrap around his semi-erect member. He strokes slowly, methodically, coaxing life back into the aging flesh. The room grows warm, filled with the scent of aged skin and the faint tang of pre-ejaculate. His breaths grow ragged, the grunts echoing in the empty room as he chases the fleeting pleasure of release.

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• soloboy
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