His throbbing cock in his hand, he eagerly begins to stroke himself, lost in a haze of desire. The words he whispers are dirty, degrading, and oh so arousing. With each touch, he grows closer to an explosive climax, his moans filling the empty room. The sight of his own reflection in the mirror only fuels his lust further, driving him to the edge of ecstasy.
As he quickens his pace, his body trembles with anticipation. The sheer intensity of his need is evident in every muscle, every movement. He is a man possessed, consumed by the fire that burns within him. And when he finally reaches that point of no return, he releases his pent-up desire in a powerful, shuddering release.
His orgasm is raw, unhinged, and utterly captivating. The sheer force of it leaves him breathless, spent, but completely satisfied. And as he lies there, panting and spent, he knows that this solo session was unlike any other – a true testament to his insatiable hunger for pleasure.
This is solo male masturbation at its most primal, most erotic, most intense. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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